Nikki Reed: Evie Zamora
Evie : The itsy-bitsy spider dropped acid at the park...
Melanie : [When Evie walks on Melanie having a cigarette in her bedroom] Don't ever start smoking.
Evie : Is everything okay, Mel?
Melanie : Yeah.
Melanie : No. Evie, I'm sorry, but I think it's time for you to go home.
Evie : I can't go home. Brooke had a convention in Bakersfield. She said she sent you an e-mail.
Melanie : I guess I didn't check my E-mail.
Evie : I'm sorry, Mel. I hope it's okay that I'm here.
Melanie : Well, I guess it's gonna have to be, isn't it?
Evie : Her boyfriend hits me, Mel.
[sits down on Melanie's bed and pulls her hair back to reveal a bruise on her neck]
Evie : He grabbed my throat and he threw me against his van.
Melanie : [gasps softly] Oh, Jesus.
[sits down beside Evie on the bed]
Melanie : Where's your mother, baby?
Evie : [sniffles] She - she passed away.
Melanie : I didn't have a mother when I was your age either. I know how hard it is. I do.
[she and Evie hug each other]
Brooke : We'll be moving up to Ojai so you won't be seeing Evie again. Ever. You're really cruel, Tracy. I mean, I'm sure you can be a sweet kid when you want to, but right now, you're a really bad influence. I mean, you cheat, you lie, you steal...
Tracy : [shouting in disbelief] Oh, my God! Are you kidding me? Where do you think I learned all this shit from?
[walks off into the kitchen]
Melanie : Tracy was playing Barbies before she met Evie.
[Melanie, Evie and Brooke follow Tracy into the kitchen]
Brooke : Did she teach you how to beat the crap out of her as well? I've seen the bruises.
Tracy : What the hell did you tell her, Evie?
Brooke : [turns to Evie] Come here. What about this?
[shows the scrape by Evie's hairline that Tracy accidentally made while the two girls were play-fighting]
Tracy : [shouts] What the fuck? We were just goofing.
Melanie : Tracy didn't hit her.
Evie : [starting to cry] Yes, she did.
Tracy : I don't believe this! She hit me too!
Brooke : [grabs Tracy's arm and struggles with her to pull back her sleeve] And look at this, Mel.
Tracy : Don't you dare! No! Please!
Melanie : Get your hands off her.
[Tracy starts to cry as the cuts on her arm are revealed when Brooke pulls down her sleeve]
Brooke : She cuts.
[Melanie looks stunned and horrified at the cuts on Tracy's arm]
Tracy : [crying] It's none of your business, you fucking Frankenstein!
Brooke : Oh, no, this child is my business, you little cunt.
Melanie : That's enough. You need to get out.
Brooke : [to Evie] Honey, come on.
[she and Evie slowly start to leave the house]
Melanie : [yelling] Get out!
Evie : [crying] Who would want to be in this shit hole anyway? It fucking stinks in here, Mel!
Tracy : [while outside Mason's open window] Hampton is my baby! He's my baby.
Evie : [while walking in front of the window] Hey, Mason. Move your G-string down South.
[pulls her thong over her shorts while shaking her butt]
Tracy : Dude, no! That is so gross. That's my brother. Oh, my God!
Evie : Maybe I'll marry into the family.
Tracy : [while lying in the afterglow after having sex with Javi] We are so perfect for each other. You know, if everybody married someone from a different race, then in one generation, there would be no prejudice.
Evie : [lies next to Tracy] So you had a good time?
Tracy : [Dreamily] Yeah, but it tasted kinda nasty.
Evie : [laughs] What? We didn't go over that one!
Evie : [to Tracy] You don't know how to kiss, do you?
Tracy : Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Yes, I do. Me and Noel practiced with "Cruel Intentions" like 50 times.
Evie : Right
Tracy : So, you want me to prove it, lesbo?
Evie : Hell, no!
[Tracy bends down and kisses Evie]
Evie : I barely even felt that.
Tracy : Well, see if you fucking feel this one, then!
[pushes Evie on the floor and kisses her more passionately]
Evie : Well, okay!
Evie : Something peed in your bed.