Most scenes together: Veronica Sawyer & J.D. (8), Veronica Sawyer & Heather McNamara (5), Veronica Sawyer & Heather Chandler (4)
God, they won't expel him, they'll just suspend him for a week or something.
He used a real gun. They should throw his ass in jail.
No way. He used blanks. All J. D. really did was ruin two pairs of pants, maybe not even that. Can you bleach out urine stains?
Do you think that just because you started this thing you can end it?!
I'll kill you! I'll **** kill you! I swear to God! How do I turn off the Goddamn bomb, asshole?!
It's all over, J.D.! Help me stop it!
You wanna clean the slate as much as I do! All right, so maybe I am killing everyone in the school, because nobody loves me! Let's face it, all right? The only place where different social types can genuinely get along with each other is in heaven!
Which button do I press to turn it off?!
Try the red one, all right?! [gestures towards the bomb, which has three red buttons] Seriously, people are gonna look at the ashes of Westerburg and say, "Now there is a school that self-destructed, not because society didn't care, but because the school was society!" That's pretty deep, huh?
WHICH red button?!
Press the one in the middle to turn it off - if that's what you really want.
You know what I want, babe?
What?! [tries to attack but Veronica shoots him to stop the bomb]
Cool guys like you out of my life.
Greetings and salutations... you a Heather?
No, I'm a Veronica.... Sawyer.
Is your life perfect?
I'm on my way to a party at Remington University.... No, my life's not perfect. I don't really like my friends.
I... I don't really like your friends either.
Well, it's just like - they're people I work with, and our job is being popular and shit.
Maybe it's time to take a vacation.
Wanna go out tonight? Catch a movie? Miniature golf?
I was thinking more along the lines of slitting Heather Duke's wrists open, making it look like suicide.
Ah, now you're talking. I can be up for that. I've already started underlining meaningful passages in her copy of Moby Dick, if you know what I mean.
Hey Ram, doesn't this cafeteria have a no **** allowed rule?
Well, they seem to have an open door policy for assholes though don't they?
Kurt's Dad My son's a homosexual, and I love him. I love my dead gay son.
Wonder how he'd react if his son had a limp wrist with a pulse.
It'd be so righteous to be in a Veronica Sawyer-Heather Chandler sandwich. Punch it in, Ram.
Ram Oh, hell yes. I wanna set a Heather on my Johnson and just start spinnin' her around like a goddamn pinwheel.
Pauline Fleming I think it's a good opportunity to share the... feelings that this suicide has spurred in all of us. Now, who would like to begin?
I heard it was really gnarly. She sucked down a bowl of multi-purpose deodorizing disinfectant, and then SMASH.
Pauline Fleming Now Tracey, let's not rehash the coroner's report. Let's talk emotions.
Student Did You Hear? School's canceled today cause Kurt & Ram killed themselves in a repressed, homosexual, suicide pact.
No way!
Student Way!
Will someone tell me why I smoke these damn things?
Because you're an idiot.
Oh yeah, that's it.
All we want is to be treated like human beings, not to be experimented on like guinea pigs or patronized like bunny rabbits.
I don't patronize bunny rabbits.
Heather, why can't you just be a friend? Why do you have to be such a mega-bitch?
Because I can be.
Hey, Martha. My date for the prom kinda flaked out on me. I was wondering, If you weren't doing anything that night, maybe we could rent some new releases and pop some popcorn.
I'd like that.
Yeah. Me too.
I just killed my best friend.
And your worst enemy.
Same difference.
