Get over it

Felix Woods: Hey grabby hands, step away from the sister. Shouldn't you be at like a pajama party?

Felix Woods: You know that song "Pocketful of Dreams"?
Band Member: Down here we call it "Pocketful of Ass".

Dr. Desmond Forest Oates: Keep icing your front bum. Swelling continues if you don't ice. And I need you... not really.

Berke Landers: For the first time in my life, I was in love. And I knew it would last forever... Boy was I a dumb ass.

Dr. Desmond Forest Oates: What direction do you think "left" is? See, because if you go with your instinct and reverse it, I think we have something happening. How difficult is this? I'm so alone, I think.
Jessica: I am trying. You are intimidating me.
Dr. Desmond Forest Oates: Well you are FRIGHTENING me. You understand that? How do you get dressed in the morning? Do you have people come in, or do you just lie in state?

Coach Hibble: Nice trick there, Landers, catching the ball with your face. Next thing you know, you'll be shooting three-pointers with your ass.

Berke Landers: O fair Hermia, thou art so incredibly hot and stuff.

Dr. Desmond Forest Oates: Mr. Landers, how nice of you to join us. And thanks for not showering. What a super instinct.

Dr. Desmond Forest Oates: Bill Shakespeare was a wonderful poet. But Burt Bacharach he ain't.

Berke Landers: You're my parents, for God's sake, stop trusting me.

Dr. Desmond Forest Oates: It's just not very good. I could lie to you, but I would do you a disservice, because it's-it's just bad.

Peter Wong: [crying out in pain] Forrest-Oates is my special buddy.

Felix Woods: Just keep an eye on her man. 'Cause some of those theatre guys, they have a reputation of being kinda...
Dennis Wallace: Gay?
Felix Woods: See, now that's what they want you to think.

Felix: No, you're being handled by leather pants over here, there's a difference.
Berke Landers: Kiss a little longer, stay close a little longer...
Kelly: Hold tight a little longer... longer with Big Red.
Berke Landers: That Big Red freshness lasts right through it.
Kelly and Basin: Your fresh breath goes on and on...
Everyone: While you chew it. So say goodbye a little longer, make it last a little longer...
Berke Landers: Give your breath long-lasting freshness... WITH BIG RED.

Dr. Desmond Forest Oates: Put your hand DOWN little Steve.

Basin: My dance partner? SHIT.
Dr. Desmond Forest Oates: That's enough out of your MUCK MOUTH.

Berke Landers: No, you're squeezing my puncture wound.

Peter Wong: [Angry- aimed at Striker] I'll kill you, you ass-kissing pretentious swing-town twit.

Dr. Desmond Forest Oates: Hold it- yes um- um what can I... You'd tell me if you'd had a stroke.

Felix: Nothing, just watching my aunt's dog screw the rubber tree.

Berke Landers: Striker I'd be careful with that accent, Striker. Because You're beginning to sound a lot like Mary Poppins.
Striker: Look I don't know what you are blathering about but if I were you...
[get's up in Fosters face]
Berke Landers: Are you wearing makeup?
Striker: That's it... careful Landers I do believe that you are trifling with danger
[takes out nunchucks]
Berke Landers: Who keeps nunchucks in their pants?

Striker: I don't even know what you're doing here Landers, but if some guy dazzled his way into my ex-girlfriends fancy I'd be doing the same thing... only I'd have a bigger part.
Berke Landers: [nonchalant] You dropped your sword.

Dennis Wallace: [talking about Berke's ex-girlfriend] Who marries their high school girlfriend, anyway?
Felix: And don't say Macaulay Culkin.

Dr. Desmond Forest Oates: Yes, that part. I'll tell you what it doesn't say. It doesn't say "Additional lyrics by little miss sassy pants."

Berke: [reading the school play] Captain of the fairy band, Helena is close at hand. I'm understanding about every word of this shit.

Berke Landers: Felix, I've taken pisses longer than your last three relationships.

Allison McAllister: Trends fade, bread molds, people die...

Stomp The Yard

Duron: It's not just about you. It's about us, we're a team.
DJ: Well then this team' bout to double up on their asses!

If there's a strike three, you out. period.

Duron: The key to success when going to school, what you do, you get a group of girls, you get them to do your homework. When they do your homework, you get A's.

Rich Brown: All right. There are only a select few things of mine that are absolutely off limits aight; my toothbrush, my toothpaste, my shaving cream,and my condoms.Magnums, of course. You know about the gold packs? other than that playboy anything else of mine you're welcome to; Rich Brown?

Grant: Do you know what we call freshmen? Boot lickers, because that's all they're good for.
DJ: You know what we call guys like you, from where I'm from? Pretenders.

DJ: I ain't repping anything, just me.

DJ: I said somebody'll gonna have to teach you to talk to a woman. I already schooled you once tonight, homeboy. How many lessons you want to learn?

Sly: You're real cocky for a brother that has one trick.

Peoplpe who changed history. You make the letters. The letters don't make you. - Black Greek Letter Organizations

Sly: Losing, it's a state of mind.

DJ: Gamma who? One word: Bitches.

Intelligence plus character - that is the goal of true education. - Dr. Marting Luther King, Jr.