Chad DonellaQuotes

Gavin: [points to the car enthusiast students; [Lynyrd Skynyrd|Skynyrd; [The Allman Brothers Band|The Allmans; [Bruce Springsteen|Bruce] It's a class system here at CB High, Stevie Boy. Check it out. There, you've got your motor heads, car jocks, all the world's a gasket and a lube job and a pack of Lucky's. Music of choice: Posi-traction overdrive, classic rock, ], ], ]. Drug of choice: Beer, Miller Genuine Draft. Keggers can't be choosers.

UV: Freaks that fix leaks.

Gavin: [points to the nerdy students; [Stephen Hawking] Over here you have your microgeeks... nerds, whiz kids and various other bottom feeders. Music of choice: The sound of an Apple PC booting up. Drug of choice: ]'s "A Brief History of Time"... and a cup of jasmine tea on a Saturday night.

UV: Freaks that go squeak.

Gavin: [points to the hippie students] Over there you have your skaters. Riffin', raging kids and their ramp tramps. Baggy pants, Dickie wools, doing 50-50 grinds... with a gnarly grab finish on a homemade half-pipe in the woods. Music of choice: The whack of a hackysack. Drug of choice: Ecstasy, E-tab, baby; longer lovin through science.

UV: Freaks in sneaks.

Gavin: [points to the Blue Ribbons] Here's where it gets really... nasty. Lorna runs with that group over there, the Blue Ribbons.

Steve: What's that?

Gavin: Community group. Good kids. Have car washes and bake sales and kiss a lot of adult sphincter.

U.V.: Blue Robots.

Gavin: [[Charles Manson|Manson; [Timothy McVeigh|McVeigh; [O.J. Simpson|O.J.] Hear, hear. Those three guys are Cradle Bay's answer to ], ] and ]: Trent Whalen, Andy Effkin, Robby Stewart.

UV: Hey, I bet you didn't know that toast came in three flavors.

Gavin: Music of choice: the hum of perfection, the buzz of ambition. Drug of choice: life, the pursuit of clean living at the expense of all who sniffle at the hem of their gowns.

UV: Freaks so chic.

Gavin: The you've got kids like me and UV here, those who like their metal heavy, their Marlboro's light. Music of choice...

Gavin and UV: [[Metallica#...And Justice for All (1988)|Harvester of sorrow, language of the mad] ].

Gavin: Drug of choice: what have you got?

UV: Freaks all week!

Gavin: That's it. Lesson over. Class dismembered. Welcome to Cradle Bay High, Stevie Boy. Welcome to my nightmare.

Allen Clark: What're you doing, dipshit? Don't worry about the snakes in your garden when you've got spiders in your bed.

Betty Caldicott: Meet the musical little creatures that hide among the flowers.

U.V.: I bet you didn't know toast came in 3 flavors.

U.V.: Denial ain't just a river in Italy, bud!

U.V.: I've got like, two customers left! If this keeps up, I'm going to be the 7-11 guy!

Andy Effkin: [snaps Mary Joe's neck] Slut.

Dr. Caldicott: Science is God!

Tod Waggner: [Reading his memorial speech.] We say that the hour of death cannot be forecast. But when we say this, we imagine that the hour is placed in an obscure and distant future. It never occurs to us that it has any connection with the day already begun, or that death could arrive this same afternoon—this afternoon, which is so certain, and which has every hour filled in advance.