heathicorn:

Jean-Ralphio: Whoa, hottie-alert. Somebody break me off a piece of that, what. 
Ben: Hey, ease up. That’s my little sister. 
Jean-Ralphio: Whaaaaaaaaaat? 
Tom: Damn Ben. How’d that happen? You get all the dork genes?
Jean-Ralphio: B to the E to the N, your sister is a perfect ten, million. Damn.
Tom: Seriously?
Ben: You have to be joking on so many levels.
Jean-Ralphio: Did she hear that? Doesn’t matter, she loved it.
(Ben, aside) 
Ben: I’ll go to jail before I’ll let that @#$%&# Ralph guy ask her out.