“Clara: "I won't hurt you." Be not afraid.His eyes flashed with anger like i've come right out and called him chicken.”

“Can we go somewhere?" I ask. "Let's go somewhere off in the woods and I'll show you."He hesitates, of course. What if I'm an alien invader trying to lure him to a secluded place so I can suck his brains out? Or a vampire, ravenous for his blood?"I won't hurt you." Be not afraid.His eyes flash with anger like I've come right out and called him a chicken."Okay." His jaw tightens. "But I drive.""Of course.”

“Tucker: Is it okay to kiss you?Clara: What?Tucker: I won't get struck by lightning?Clara: (laughs) No lightning.”

“Clara's mother: Yes, and what could possible be more important to your life right now than Christian? Clara: I'm going out with Tucker.”

“You like me, Clara, he says. "I know you do.”

“I would lay down my life to protect you, Clara,”

“His name is Christian,” he calls back. “Can you believe that? We came all this wayso Clara could save a guy named Christian.”“I’m aware of the irony.”