Frank: When I graduated from first grade, all my dad did was
tell me to get a job.
Billy: He's gonna shit when he realizes it's shit.
Billy: He called the shit poop!
Veronica Vaughn: No milk will ever be our milk.
Knibb High Principal: Any attempt to cheat, especially with
my wife, who is a dirty, dirty, tramp, and I will probably
just snap.
Karl: I ate some Triscuit crackers in the car, you should
have had some. Eric: Well, maybe if you told me they were
delicious Triscuit crackers I could have enjoyed them with
you. Karl: I'm sorry. Eric: Well, "sorry" doesn't put the
Triscuit crackers in my stomach now, does it Karl?
Brian Madison: Oh, Billy Billy boy. When are you gonna find
what ever it is you're looking for? Billy: Here's a nice piece
of shit.
Billy: No I will not make out with you! You got Chlorophyll
Man up there talking about God knows what and all she can
talk about is making out with me. I'm here to learn, people,
not to make out with you! Go on with the chlorophyll!
Juanita: That boy is a fine piece of work. He's a fine piece
of ass though, too!
Lunch Lady: Have some more sloppy joes! I made 'em extra sloppy
for yous. I know how yous kids like 'em sloppy! Billy: Lady,
you're scaring us!
Frank: I think Billy and his girlfriend are playing water
polo. Jack: Maybe they're playing Marco Polo. Marco! Frank:
Polo! Man, that's a good game.
Frank: Who would you rather bone, Meg Ryan or Jack Nicholson?
Billy: Jack Nicholson now, or 1974? Frank: 1974. Billy: Meg
Ryan.
Principal: Mr. Madison, what you've just said is one of the
most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point
in your rambling, incoherent response were you even close
to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone
in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. I award
you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul.
Billy: I swear to God I'm sick! I can't go to school. Juanita:
If you're gonna stay home today, you can help me shave my
armpits! Billy: Oh my God! I'll go to school!
Billy: I feel like an idiot. But I am an idiot, so it kinda
works out.
Billy Madison: Back to school! Back to school, to prove to
Dad that I'm not a fool! I got my lunch packed up, my boots
tied tight, I hope I don't get in a fight! Ohhhh, back to
school! Back to school! Back to school! Well, here goes nothing!
3rd Grader: Hey look everybody, Billy peed his pants. Billy:
Of course I peed my pants, everyone my age pees their pants.
It's the coolest! 3rd Grader: Really? Billy: Yeah! You ain't
cool, unless you pee your pants!
Old Farm Lady: If peeing in your pants is cool, consider me
Miles Davis. Billy: That is the grossest thing I've ever heard
in my life. Let's Go!
Billy Madison: Shampoo is better! I go on first and clean
the hair! Conditioner is better! I leave the hair silky and
smooth! Oh, really, fool? Really! [Notices gold swan on edge
of tub.] Stop looking at me, swan!
Principal: At no point in your rambling, did you even come
close to an intelligent thought. I award you no points, may
God have mercy on your soul. Billy Madison: A simple no would've
done just fine.
