[Gordie is dreaming about Denny's funeral.]
Mr. LaChance: It should have been you Gordon.
Ace: All right Chambers, you little faggot. This is your last chance. What do ya say, kid?
Chris Chambers: Why don't you go home and fuck your mother some more?
Teddy: Look. You guys can go around if you want to. I'm crossing here. And while you guys are dragging your candy asses half-way across the state and back, I'll be waiting for you on the other side, relaxing with my thoughts.
Gordie: You use your left hand or your right hand for that?
Teddy: You wish.
Eyeball: So, uh, what's with you and this Connie Palermo chick?
Billy Tessio: I've been seeing her for over a month now and all she'll let me do is feel her tits.
Ace: She's a Catholic, man. They're all like that. You wanna get laid, you gotta get yourself a Protestant. Jew's good.
Chris Chambers: "Suck my fat one"? Who ever told you you had a fat one, Lachance?
Gordie Lachance: Biggest one in four counties.
Vern: If I can only have one food for the rest of my life? That's easy. Pez. Cherry flavored Pez. No question about it.
Billy: I bet you a thousand dollars they find him before that.
Charlie: I bet you two thousand dollars they don't.
Bill: Well asshole...
Ace: Will you two just shut the fuck up? If either one of you assholes had two thousand dollars I'ld kill you both.
Gordie Lachance: Suck my fat one, you cheap dime store hood.
Teddy: Oh Billy! I think I just turned my fruit of the looms into a fudge factory!
Closing narration: I never had any friends later on like the ones I had when I was twelve. Jesus, does anyone?
Answer: A cello.