Walter Stratford: My insurance does not cover PMS!
Bianca Stratford: Has the fact that you're completely psycho managed to escape your attention?
Walter Stratford: Hello, Katarina. Make anybody cry today?
Cameron: I burn, I pine, I perish. Michael: Of course you do.
Joey Donner: Mr. Morgan, is there any way we can get Kat to take her Midol *before* she comes to class?
Michael: Sweet love, renew thy force.
Chastity: I know you can be underwhelmed, and you can be overwhelmed, but can you ever just be, like, whelmed?
Bianca: Are you asking me out? That's so cute. What's your name again?
Walter: I'm down, I've got the 411, and you are not going out and getting jiggy with some boy, I don't care how dope his ride is. My mama didn't rasie no foo'!
Bianca: You don't buy black underwear unless you want somebody to see it.
Kat Stratford: Hemingway was an abusive white-male alcoholic who hung around with Picasso hoping to nail his leftovers.
Kat: You're not as vile as I thought you were.
Patrick Verona: Why is everyone so hot for this girl? Has she got beer-flavored nipples?
Bianca: There's a difference between like and love. I mean I like my Skechers, but I love my Prada backpack.
Kat: Remove head from sphincter, then drive!
Kat: I hate the way you talk to me, / And the way you cut your hair. / I hate the way you drive my car. / I hate it when you stare.
Michael: I have a dick on my face, don't I?
Michael: The shit hath hitith the fan... ith.
Father: Kissing is not what keeps me up to my elbows every day in placenta.
Cameron: I learned French for you!
Kat Stratford: I hate the way you talk to me / And the way you cut your hair. / I hate the way you drive my car. / I hate it when you stare. / I hate your big dumb combat boots / And the way you read my mind. / I hate you so much it makes me sick -- / It even makes me rhyme. / I hate the way you're always right. / I hate it when you lie. / I hate it when you make me laugh -- / Even worse when you make me cry. / I hate it that you're not around / And the fact that you didn't call. / But mostly I hate the way / I don't hate you -- / Not even close, not even a little bit, not any at all.
Kat: I still maintain he kicked himself in the balls.
Mr. Stratford: Where is she going?
Mr. Stratford: Where do you think you're going?
Kat Stratford: [sarcastic] I want you, I need you, oh baby, oh baby.
Patrick Verona: Don't get your panties in a twist
Kat Stratford: Hemingway was an abusive alcoholic who squandered his life hanging around Picasso trying to nail his leftovers.
Ms. Perky: People perceive you as somewhat...
Kat: You don't always have to be what they want you to be.
Kat Stratford: Romantic? Hemingway? He was an abusive, alcoholic misogynist who squandered half of his life hanging around Picasso trying to nail his leftovers.
Bianca Stratford: Where do you come from? Planet "Loser"?
Walter Stratford: I delivered a set of twins to a fifteen-year-old girl today, and you know what she said to me?
Patrick Verona: You're not very talkative are you?
Patrick Verona: You know, it's not every day that you find somebody who'll flash someone just to get you out of detention.
Patrick Verona: See, who needs affection when I have blind hatred?
Patrick Verona: Leave it to you to use big words when you're smashed.
Michael Eckman: Uhh, excuse me, just one question before we start. Should you be drinking alcohol when you don't have a liver?
Katarina Stratford: You're not surrounded by your usual cloud of smoke.
Patrick Verona: Some asshole paid me to take out this really great girl.
Patrick Verona: Don't ever let anyone make you feel like you don't deserve what you want.
Ms. Perky: So, I hear you've been terrorizing Mr. Morgan's class... again.
Mr. Morgan: Some day you're gonna get bitch-slapped, and I'm not gonna do a thing to stop it.
Patrick Verona: Is that a yes?
Cameron James: Would any of you be interested in dating Katarina Stratford?
Ms. Perky: Nine schools in ten years. My, my. Army brat?
Ms. Perky: Patrick Verona. I see we're making our visits a weekly ritual.
Cameron James: Just because you're beautiful doesn't mean you can treat people like they don't matter.
Mr. Morgan: I know how difficult it must be to overcome all those years of upper middle-class suburban oppression. Must be tough. But the next time you storm the PTA crusading for better... lunch meat, or whatever you white girls complain about, ask them WHY they can't buy a book written by a black man!
Bianca Stratford: People expect me to me there!
Kat: You can't just buy me a guitar every time you screw up, you know.
Joey: Hey, is your sister around?
Joey: Are you lost?
Walter Stratford: You're 18, you don't know what you want. And you won't know what you want 'til you're 45, and even if you get it, you'll be too old to use it.
Joey: [holding up headshots] Which one do you like better?
Katarina Stratford: I'll let you get back to Reginald's quivering member.
Walter Stratford: What's normal? Those damn Dawson's river kids, sleeping in each other's beds and whatnot?
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