Brendan Frye: I've got knives in my eyes, I'm going home sick.
Brendan Frye: No more of these informal chats! If you have a disciplinary issue with me, write me up or suspend me and I'll see you at the parent conference.
Brad Bramish: What are you doing here?
Brendan Frye: Leaving.
Brendan Frye: So now we've shaken the tree. Let's wait and see what falls on our heads.
Brendan Frye: Maybe I'll just sit here and bleed at you.
Brendan Frye: I don't want you to come kicking in my homeroom door because of something I didn't do.
Kara: Now, last time I checked, you were giving ultimatums.
Brendan Frye: It worked. You went to Laura, didn't you? Told her my tale.
Kara: Part of the plan?
Brendan Frye: Turned out to be.
Kara: I feel so cheap and used.
Brendan Frye: God, I must seem a real cad. Sometimes I just hate myself.
Assistant VP Gary Trueman: You've helped this office out before.
Brendan Frye: No, I gave you Jerr to see him eaten, not to see you fed.
Assistant VP Gary Trueman: Fine. And very well put.
Brendan Frye: Accelerated English, Mrs. Kasprzyk.
Assistant VP Gary Trueman: Tough teacher?
Brendan Frye: Tough but fair.
Brendan Frye: No, bulls would gum it. They'd flash their dusty standards at the wide-eyes and probably find some yegg to pin, probably even the right one. But they'd trample the real tracks and scare the real players back into their holes, and if we're doing this I want the whole story. No cops, not for a bit.
Brad Bramish: I mean, am I crazy? Huh? I mean, this is all I am trying to say here. Okay. If you put me in the game, Brad Bramish, is going to do what needs to be done! Okay? But they don't put me in, what needs doin' ain't gonna get done! Huh? And then, don't come crying to me!"Boo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!" If you don't let me play.
Brendan Frye: Who's she been eating with?
The Brain: I don't know. That's, um, that's hard to keep track of.
Brendan Frye: Is it?
The Brain: It can be - it can be hard to keep track of those things because lunch - lunch is a lot of things, lunch is difficult.
Brendan Frye: Why are you telling me all this? What's your play?
Laura Dannon: You think nobody sees you. Eating lunch behind the portables. Loving some girl like she's all there is, anywhere, to you. I've always seen you. Or maybe I liked Emily. Maybe I see what you're trying to do for her, trying to help her, and I don't know anybody who would do that for me.
Brendan Frye: Now you are dangerous.
Brendan Frye: Still picking your teeth with freshmen?
Kara: Well, you were a freshman once.
Brendan Frye: Way-once, sister.
The Brain: She nearly shook me upside down. Can't say I didn't enjoy it, but why'd she come to me?
Kara: You better be sure you wanna know what you wanna know.
The Pin: No dice, soldier.
Laura Dannon: Do you trust me now?
Brendan Frye: Less than when I didn't trust you before.
Brendan Frye: Your muscle seemed plenty cool putting his fist in my head. I want him out.
The Pin: Looky, soldier.
Brendan Frye: The ape blows or I clam.
