Missy: You ripped off those cheers.
Torrance Shipman: Excuse me, Missy, our cheers are 100% original. Count the trophies.
Missy: Well, your trophies are bullshit, and you're a sadass liar.
Torrance Shipman: All right, that's it! Get out of the car, I'm gonna kick your ass.
Missy: I don't know what's scarier, neurotic cheerleaders or the pressure to win. I could make a killing selling something like Diet Prozac.
Isis: Hey! Enjoy the show?
Lava: Yes, were the ethnic festivities to your liking today?
Darcy: Big Red ran the show, man. We were just flying ignorami, for sobbing out loud.
Darcy: Remember: They give extra points for alacrity and effulgence.
Kasey: Did we bring those?
Jan: You know, all the cheerleaders in the world wouldn't help our football team.
Les: It's just wrong. Cheering for them is just plain mean.
Torrance Shipman: Well, I hope you're not too busy to hear this. Kiss my ass, Aaron. It's over.
Les: You know, everyone's saying that your ambition broke Carver's leg.
Torrance Shipman: When really it was the angle in which she slammed into the ground.
Les: Kasey did a massive e-mail last night, misspelled "leg."
Torrance Shipman: Shut up.
Les: Two G's.
Jenelope: Can we just beat these Buffys down so I can go home? I'm on curfew girl.
Answer: I believe that Missy is a Junior (16-17) and Cliff is a Senior (17-18).
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