David: Yeah, where's our lawyer?
Big Bob: Oh, I think we want to keep these proceedings as pleasant as possible.
Big Bob: My friends, this isn't about George's dinner. It's not about Roy's shirt. It's a question of values. It's a question of whether we want to hold on to those values that made this place great. So, a time has come to make a decision. Are we in this thing alone or are we in it together?
Bill Johnson: ...Don't you think?
David: I think you should try not to think about that anymore.
Bill Johnson: Must be awfully lucky to see colours like that. I'll bet they don't know how lucky they are.
David: Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire... Cat?
Jennifer: Hello! I've got like three pounds of underwire on here.
Skip: I don't know if I ever told you this before, but I think you're just about the keenest girl in the whole school.
Jennifer: Oh, really Skip? The keenest?
George Parker: Honey! I'm home.
Bill Johnson: It's just... where am I going to see colors like that?
Jennifer: I did the slut thing, David. It got kinda old.
TV Weatherman: Well, it looks like we're going to have another sunny day - high 72, low 72, and not a cloud in the sky.
Jennifer: I was thinking of wearing that red thing... it's not slutty... it's fun.
Jennifer: Look at me! I'm pasty.
Jennifer: I knew you'd pay a price for this. I knew you couldn't be so hopelessly geek-ridden for so long without suffering some really tragic consequences.
Jennifer: Hey, can I ask you a question?
Jennifer: How come I'm still in black and white?
Jennifer: I've had, like, ten times as much sex as the rest of these girls, and I still look like this. I mean, they spend, like, an hour in the back seat of some car and all of a sudden they're in Technicolor?
David: I don't know. Maybe it's not just the sex.