Vickie: Welcome to the Maxi Pad.
Troy Dyer: He's the reason Cliffs Notes were invented.
Troy Dyer: Well fuck me for being nice.
Lelaina Pierce: Hey, Sammy, what's your goal?
Sammy: My goal is... I'd like a career or something.
Troy Dyer: I'm picking up some very strange vibes. They're of the I-just-got-laid variety.
Michael Grates: Can you hear me now?
Charlane McGregor: Why don't you get a job at the Burgerrama? They'll hire you! My Lord, I saw on the TV - they had this little retarded boy working the register.
Lelaina: Because I'm not retarded, Mom. I was the valedictorian of my University.
Wes McGregor: Well you don't have to put that on your application.