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Corey Snr: I didn't always follow the teachers. I did things my own way. Like, 3 plus 2, maybe it does equal 6.

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Michael: I decide who's cool and who's not. I decide if Billy can date Cyndi.

Michael, to Billy: The answer's still no, BY THE WAY.

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Miss Brannigan: Not here! Too many eyes! *Gestures vaguely behind her*

Mr Cocker: How many eyes? *Gestures vaguely behind him*

Miss Brannigan: Two plus two - four!

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Feargal: I have been known to blurt out ‘fiddlesticks’ in moments of crisis.

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Mr Cocker, to Miss Brannigan: What do you want for dinner, Sheena?

Billy: SHEENA?!

Mr Cocker: That’s her name, William

Michael: WILLIAM?!

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Michael, taunting Corey: Big di– No, that's not an insult. Little dick!

Billy: BIG DICK!

Michael: No–

Billy: You got a big dick!

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Billy: Oh, oh! I-I-I think I'm having... ah, what do you call it? A headache with pictures?

Cyndi: An idea?

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Corey: I’m sorry for lashing out like that, guys. I usually try to keep my sadness pent up inside where it can fester quietly as a mental illness.

Kirk: I do that with my stupidity.

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Miss Brannigan: At times like this, I guess all you can do is laugh.

Miss Brannigan: *sits in silence*

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*Waiter gives Billy his food*

Michael: Now, what do we say?

Billy, to the waiter: About time!

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Michael: Live fast, die young, and leave behind a pretty corpse, that's what I always say.

Miss Brannigan: Please say something else.

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Mr Cocker: Don’t be a fool, you idiot!

Billy: I’ll be whatever I wanna do!

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Debbie: He can't, because Michael injured him.

Feargal: I wasn't injured. I was lightly stabbed.

Eileen: I'm sorry, you were STABBED?

Feargal: Lightly stabbed.

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Corey: Oh Tiffany! I never even told her I loved her!

Alf: What?! You told her like 140 times

Corey: Yeah, but she paid very little attention to me…

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*After the school concert*

Michael: Let's all have some tequila to celebrate!

Eileen: We’re underage!

Michael: Oh right, here’s a silly straw.

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Kirk: Corey, I think you're missing the big picture. When you were a kid, what was your biggest fantasy?

Corey: To have parents that spent time with me.

Kirk: Whatever. The correct answer was to be a Jedi.