Jim: What took you guys so long?
Finch: We were looking for Kevin. Couldn't find him.
Oz: Plus, that hot piece of ass Oz is banging got wasted, so we had to drop her off.
Jim: You brought him?
Stifler: Of course they brought me. When you guys were busy jacking off in high school, I was running this drill every weekend. Now, let's see what we are dealing with. Oh! Holy shit! Way to go, Jim.
Jim: Shh. Okay, nothing happened, Stifler. Okay? Nothing happened. Stop that!
Stifler: I'm sorry.
Oz: So, Jim, what do you wanna do?
Jim: I don't know. I can't just leave her here naked, you know? I mean, if the cops come by and find out I'm involved, I'm screwed.
Stifler: That leaves us with two options. We dump the body or we sneak her inside.
Finch: Dump the body? This isn't a mob hit.
Jim: Okay, wait a second. I have been in her house a million times to babysit. I can totally sneak her in through the back door. I need you guys to distract her parents. Do you think you can do that?
Stifler: I'm an expert, Jim. Trust me. I got this shit. Good evening, sir. My friend's car broke down, and we were just wondering if we could use your phone to call AAA.
Kara's Dad: You mean to tell me that none of you have cell phones?
Kara's Mom: Oh, my God, I know you. You were on Celebrity Dance Off.
Kara's Dad: Oh, yeah! Ostreicher.
Oz: Oh, yeah.
Kara's Dad: Hey, come on in.
Finch: That was very smooth, Stifler.
Stifler: Shut up, shitbreak. The last time I did this, cell phones didn't exist.