- Johnny Lawrence: [stalking Ali's Facebook page] "Ali Mills Schwarber"? That's her last name now?
- Daniel LaRusso: Yeah.
- Johnny Lawrence: Wow, what a downgrade. Are there any photos? I wonder how she's holding up.
- Daniel LaRusso: Nah, you gotta be her friend to see them. I never friend-requested her.
- Johnny Lawrence: Why not?
- Daniel LaRusso: Because I'm a happily married man, I don't need snooping around my ex's photos.
- [sighs]
- Daniel LaRusso: Besides, she never friend-requested me, either, so...
- Johnny Lawrence: Hold on. Is that her husband? Let's see what this loser looks like.
- [Daniel pulls up the photo; both men stare at Ali's handsome, athletic husband]
- Johnny Lawrence: Look at that dumb face.
- Daniel LaRusso: Yeah. What an asshole.
- Johnny Lawrence: [approaching a car on Daniel's trade-in lot] This one's not half bad.
- Daniel LaRusso: It's a 2009 Challenger, 5.8 liter.
- Johnny Lawrence: 5.7.
- Daniel LaRusso: What, you know cars?
- Johnny Lawrence: What kind of man doesn't?
- Daniel LaRusso: [At Daniel's car dealership] Okay, choose.
- Johnny Lawrence: I thought you sold Porsches.
- Daniel LaRusso: Yeah, right. In your dreams. Just pick one out and get the hell out of here, I don't have all day.
- [points to a beat-up Subaru]
- Daniel LaRusso: What about this one?
- Johnny Lawrence: Forester? What do I look like, a lesbo?
- Amanda LaRusso: What is going on?
- Anthony LaRusso: Dad's about to fight this guy!
- Daniel LaRusso: Amanda, please, just go inside. This is between me and Sensei Lawrence.
- Amanda LaRusso: Yeah, you two seem to have this pretty well in hand. Just a normal Saturday afternoon, a couple of grown men about to kick each other into a pool. You know, as much as I would love to watch you and your childhood karate rival duke it out, I kinda don't wanna get any blood on the patio, so what do you say we try to resolve this over some breakfast instead?
- [pause]
- Daniel LaRusso: Want to go inside?
- Johnny Lawrence: I could eat.
- Daniel LaRusso: [arriving home with Johnny; both drunk] Sober my ass! You're lucky there were no cops on the road.
- Johnny Lawrence: Ha! Save it for the mat.
- Daniel LaRusso: Hey, I didn't say yes.
- Johnny Lawrence: Oh, come on. One time. You know, like the end of "Rocky III", Rocky and Apollo...
- Daniel LaRusso: Yeah, yeah, when Rocky and Apollo fight for fun, yeah, yeah. Okay, all right, one time, and one time only.
- Johnny Lawrence: It is on!
- Daniel LaRusso: [on a test drive with Johnny] Hey, take it easy! This car isn't technically yours yet.
- Johnny Lawrence: Relax, Danielle. How many speakers does this thing have?
- Daniel LaRusso: It... has enough. Here.
- [Daniel turns on the car stereo, which is playing "Take It on the Run" by REO Speedwagon; both men start nodding their heads in time to the music]
- Johnny Lawrence: You like Speedwagon?
- Daniel LaRusso: What kind of man doesn't?
- Daniel LaRusso: You've lied to me! Get out now! And don't come back to this house, not to the dealership, not ever! You got that? Ever again!
- Anthony LaRusso: You're lucky my dad didn't kill you.
- Johnny Lawrence: Yeah? You're lucky I didn't kill *him*.
- Anthony LaRusso: I'm gonna tell him you said that.
- Johnny Lawrence: Good. I want him to know. You guys got any ketchup?
- Anthony LaRusso: Yeah. Get it yourself. Douchebag.
- [Anthony walks away]
- Johnny Lawrence: [indignant] Dick.
- Yasmine: Hey! You think it's funny crashing my party?
- Aisha: It's not really your party, 'cause we were here first.
- Yasmine: Yeah, well, I know you and your little karate gang think you're cool, but we all remember who you really are. You're just a fugly bitch and your friends are all freaks. Come on, Moon, let's go.
- Moon: No. I'm staying. I apologized to Aisha for what we did, and you should too.
- Yasmine: Whatever. You deserve them, Moon.
- [Yasmine turns to leave]
- Aisha: Hey, Yasmine!
- Yasmine: Huh? What?
- Aisha: Let me help you to your car.
- [Aisha lifts Yasmine off the ground by her underwear, and Yasmine yelps in pain]
- Aisha: No mercy, bitch!