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Girl at Party: Dude, you can't start a slow clap at any time and expect everyone to join in.

Amanda: Do you think I sleep with every pathetic guy who writes me a letter? No. I give them hand jobs.

Cheerleaders: We are the North Compton Wildcats / We're black, we know it / We shake our big booties and we show it / We ain't white / We ain't white / We definitely ain't white. Break it down, niggas!

Sports Announcer: Damn, those bitches represent!

English Teacher: (after a student "farts" to say what he thinks about poetry, while several boys are looking into the girls' bathroom upstairs) Oh, is that amusing? Is that what your generation considers...humor? Shakespeare, Moliere, Oscar Wilde--these were humorists! The sublime poetic genius of a clever turn of phrase...that is true comedy! Your modern, moronic, feeble-minded, sophomoric excuse for wit...is merely a parade of nasty...filthy...vulgar...HUMAN EXCREMENT!!! (after several intermittent scenes of the girl defecating in the bathroom and the boys watching, they both fall through the ceiling, and the mess fits the teacher's description)

Catherine: I want you.
Jake: But, you're my sister.
Catherine: Only by blood.
Jake: [shoves Catherine off] What is wrong with this family?!

Mr. Briggs: Hey, uhh...I might be late to pick you guys up.
Janey: Why, do you have a job interview today, daddy?
Mr. Briggs: No, honey, I'll probably just be wa-a-a-ay too drunk.
Janey: Oh, that's good, we don't want you drinking and driving.
Mr. Briggs: Oh, I'll be driving. I'll just be too shit-faced to remember to pick you guys up.
Janey: Okay, bye, daddy.
Mr. Briggs: Bye, Pumpkin.

Priscilla: I need some t-to-the-four-power-y.
Jake: What?
Priscilla: Some time to talk to you.

Janey: I have this dream of one day...just...hopping on a plane and going to Paris. There's an art school there...but I can't afford it. Unless there's some way of raising $26,000 before the admissions cutoff.
Jake: Oh my God, Janey, do you realize that my parents give a scholarship to a girl who can't get into art school every year?
Janey: [turns around, expectantly] Really? That's amazing!
Jake: Yeah! This year we gave it to Lupe Rodgriguez, the Mexican fingerpainter. I think you'd really like her work.

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