Hannah: Take that look off your face. Just cause you're tired, you wanna go home.. this is my performance and i'm talking to my friends, so bring it on!
Ceilidh: I didn't lose my virginity.. i just can't find it.
Chessa: I.. really don't enjoy it when you sing, Richard.
Laura V (to Kat): Why don't you do something constructive like.. jump out of a cake or something?
D. Gray: Is that Natalie still in Australia? OOOooooH!
Adam: So shouldn't they all speak Greek?
D. Gray: No, that's a load of old bullshit.
Richard: Ewww! Yuck! it's sticky!
D. Gray: Ilia, a descendant of Iulus, has it off with Mars..
D. Gray: Destiny calls!
Hannah: Bullshit.
D. Gray: New paragraph, please..
Richard: HOLD IT!
Kat: A bit like Tim, really. A spanish, dead, Tim.
Tim S: Fuck that's powerful water.
Ben: Now that looks like china..
Luke: yes, that horse looks chinese..
D. Gray: And the 2nd section where he meets the goats- goats! ghosts. Of his past.
D. Gray: ..those who are suffering torments.. like those who hated their brothers.. *looks pointedly out at the class*
Kat: I don't hate my brother.. he's just a dick.
Dan L: Oh they can be anything? Charismatic..
Kat: Alone.. call now.. 0900-
Dan L: -yes, 0900-Richard-3rd..
Kat: He's wicked..
D. Gray: There are lots of things that one could say to introduce this subject. I'm.. not going to say any of them. There's no point.
D. Grsy: No murder will occur in the back row!
Kat: My God, you GEAR SLUT.
D. Gray: It's "please may i have one", IDIOT.
At Bowling:
Kat: Was he [Nick] aiming for the gutter?
Nick (coming to sit down): What the hell?
Kat: Beware his Tinese-ha ha! Chinese torture.
Andy: Go Team Whore-ass-rim-job!
Kat: Andy sucks camel gonads.
Andy: No-one likes Kat cos she smells. Ha ha ha.
Kat: Ohh poor baby.. *strokes Chris' cheek* Oooo! smooth skin! whatta you use?
Chris: [something unintelligible]
Kat: What, Jif?
D. Gray:(reading) I see war and all the horrors of war. I see Tiber streaming and foaming with blood. (accent) I see a bad-ass mother who don't take no crap from nobody.
M. Martin: Of course! Pop means energy.
Eion: So they have regulation everything at Chilton, huh?
Kat: Yup, navy blue hair-ties..
Eion: condoms?
Kat: Yup, navy, red and white with lil 'Chilton St. James' emblems on 'em.. But at Sacred Heart, condoms are a big no-no..
Laura: Yeah, they give you regulation baby clothes!
Tim: If you wanna continue this I'm sure my friend Mr. dialtone would be very grateful to hear from you...
Julian (to Rob): Justin, right?
Rob: Rob.
Julian: Oh. I was a bit off, eh.
Rob: Justin?
Laura: This is a fornication-free zone..
Laura: looks like chocolate..
Tim: ..tastes like chocolate..
Laura: ..must be a duck!