Francis Fratelli
[grabs Chunk by the throat]
Hey, kid. I want you to spill your guts, tell us everything.
Chunk
Everything?
Chunk
[sobbing]
Everything. OK, I'll talk! In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I play Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog... and then, my mom sent me to the... to the summer camp for fat kids... and then they served lunch I got nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out!
[much later]
Chunk
But, the worst thing I ever done: I mixed up all this fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, t-t-then, I made a noise like this.
[imitating vomiting four times]
Chunk
And then, I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. And I never felt so bad in my entire life!
Mama Fratelli
[tired of Chunk's stalling]
Hit puree!
[Francis turns on the puree blender]
Chunk
No! I'm too young!
[the Fratellis grabs his arms]
Chunk
No, I want to play the violin! No, not my hand! Please!
Mama Fratelli
Now, do I get the truth? Do I get the truth, or do you get juiced?