Robbie Rotten: Have you ever heard the sound of a rubber ball breaking a window?
Trixie: Nuh uh.
Robbie Rotten: Would you like to?
Pizzazz: Why do you always think the worst of me?
Stormer: Don't answer that, Jem.
Assistant Coach Luther Horatio Van Dam: I've made out my will, and I'd like you to be my executioner.
Coach Hayden Fox: I think you mean "executor."
Brooke: Okay. Read it. Just skip to the last line. Go ahead.
Lucas: What's wrong with the last line?"You're mine forever." Sounds pretty damn good to me.
Brooke: Yeah. Sounds great. Sounded even better when I read it the first time last spring in another letter you wrote. To Peyton.
Hulk Hogan: What you gonna do, brother? What you gonna do when Hulkamania runs wild on you?
Eric Taylor: Clear eyes. Full hearts. Can't lose.