The Reality of Being Single
Lelaina: He's so cheesy, I can't watch him without crackers.
Troy: He's the reason Cliff's Notes were invented.
Troy: The only thing you have to be by the age of 23 is yourself.
Lelaina: Yeah, well I'm not sure who that is anymore.
Troy: Did he dazzle you with his extensive knowledge of mineral water? Or was it his in-depth analysis of, uh, uh, Marky Mark that finally reeled you in?
Vickie: Don't Bogart that can, man...
Troy: Are you retarded?
Vickie: No, I'm rhyming. It's not easy. Sure, I make it look easy.
Troy: I am bursting with fruit flavor.
Michael: Have I stepped over some line in the sands of coolness with you? Because excuse me if somebody doesn't know the secret handshake with you.
Troy: There's no secret handshake. There's an IQ prerequisite, but there's no secret handshake.
Troy: I am not under any orders to make the world a better place.
Lelaina: I'd like to somehow make a difference in peoples' lives.
Troy: And I...I would like to buy them all a Coke.
Lelaina: And you wonder why we never got involved.
Troy: You look like a doily.
Vickie: I'm late for a jean folding seminar. Let's locomote!
Troy: (Answering the phone) Hello, you've reached the winter of our discontent.
Troy: I am the only real thing you have.
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