"Max, it's... it's Nathan. I just wanted to say... I'm sorry. I didn't want to hurt Kate or Rachel, or...I didn't wanted to hurt anybody. Everybody... used me. Mr. Jefferson... is coming for me now. All this shit will be over soon. Watch out, Max... He wants to hurt you next. Sorry."

"What the fuck ever."

"Whatever the Fuck?!"

"Meow, bring out the claws! I love seeing chicks fight."

"Snitches get stitches."

"Just because I'm mentally ill, doesn't mean I deserve to die Max."

"Holy fucking shit Max, that was hilarious when you guys dug up Rachel's body. HAHAHA!... Oh, oh, no, no, no, Boo, hoo, hoo, Rachel is worm food. HAHAHA!... Comedy! Gold! Genius!"

"Nobody ever helped me Max. Especially you."

"It's gonna be so sweet when I bury your carcass next to Rachel and do an epic photo shoot."

"Hey Max, 'whatthefuckever' you gonna do now that I'm dead."

"Oh man, Rachel looked just like a zombie model in the dirt. Just bone, meat and maggots. Oh, ho,ho, I will be all over that shit. You wanna take pictures?"

"Hey Max, do you wanna say hello to Rachel? She's posing for me in hell."

"You don't know shit about my father, or me. Nobody here does!"

"At least my family pays tuition. How much financial aid does your deadbeat dad need again?"

"You think I need help?! From you?!"

"Louis Daguerre was a French Painter who created "daguerreotypes" a process that gave portraits a sharp reflective style, like a mirror."

"Wait, hold that pose."

"Now, why don't you go fuck your selfie?"

"BTW THANKS BUT WERE NOT FRIENDS."

"You did that? You bitch. You could have killed me with that fucking can."

"HI WHORE I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THE PIC ITS YOUR LAST ONE."

"Now you're totally stuck in the retro zone. Sadface."

"Wow. Are you kidding me? I didn't make her drink that wine!"

"Hello, are you even listening, Maxine?"

"That's not my fault, Max. Don't you even try to blame me!"

"Max thought we were going to be buds, fucking ha-ha."

"Oh, you did not just say that."

"I always feel like I have to overcompensate. For what I have no clue. I'm only here to become a photographer, not president."

"Sorry Max, Vortex club members only."

"No bitch. You won't."

"Max, I don't wanna die! I'm only 18.."

"Kari Price!"

"It's hard to keep people from putting me on a pedestal or whatever."

""Mr. Kreaton! I have revelations to reveal. Rachel Amber is on drugs! Look at her! Her face is so blurry. And pretty... She's clearly been drugged-dah. I mean drugged herself. She loves drugs. Don't you?! Uh!" [Collapses]"

"How many times have I told you to stop blasting that punk shit?!"

"I'm not screwing around, soldier. Chloe, open this door!"

"One of my guns is missing. Did you take it?"

"Wait, is that grass? You've been toking up again in here?"

"I'm sick of your disrespect! Tell me the truth, that's an order!"

"I'm sick of you losers dragging Chloe down."

"Chloe, someday... you'll grow up."

"I was a soldier, Chloe."