Troy Dyer: I am not under any orders to make the world a
better place.
Lelaina Pierce: Are you religious? Michael Grates: Um, uh,
I guess uh, I guess I'm, uh a non-practicing Jew. Lelaina
Pierce: Hey, I'm a non-practicing virgin.
Troy: I'm picking up some very strange vibes. They're of
the "I just got laid" variety.
Vickie: Laney, sex is the quickest way to ruin a friendship.
Lelaina: He's so cheesy, I can't watch him without crackers.
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Vickie: Don't Bogart that can, man... Troy: Are you retarded?
Vickie: No, I'm rhyming. It's not easy. Sure I make it look
easy...
Lelaina Pierce: I'm not going to work at The Gap for chrissake!
Troy: The only thing you have to be by the age of 23 is
yourself. Lelaina: Yeah, well, I'm not sure who that is
anymore.
Troy Dyer: You look like a doily.
Troy: [answering the phone] Hello, you've reached the winter
of our discontent.
Lelaina Pierce: I'd like to somehow make a difference in
peoples' lives. Troy Dyer: And I... I would like to buy
them all a Coke. Lelaina Pierce: And you wonder why we never
got involved?
Vickie: Would the two of you just do it and get it over
with? I'm starving!
Vickie: Sometimes I get that not-so-fresh feeling.
Troy Dyer: I am the only real thing you have.
Troy Dyer: Did he dazzle you with his extensive knowledge
of mineral water? Or was it his in-depth analysis of, uh,
uh, Marky Mark that finally reeled you in?
Troy: This girl is cuckoo for cocoa puffs.
Vickie: Welcome to the Maxi Pad.
Troy: He's the reason Cliffs Notes were invented.
Lelaina Pierce: I have to work around here, and unfortunately
Troy, you are a master at the art of time suckage.
Lelaina Pierce: Oh, oh is this like a, is this like a pirate
operation? Rock: Do I look like a pirate to you?
Lelaina Pierce: You guys better not be inhaling.
Lelaina: You've been waiting for this since the day we met.
Vickie: Oh, who told you that? Your psychic partner?!
Vickie Miner: I'm late for a jean folding seminar. Let's
locomote!
