Kat: I'd hardly call this dancing. These kids are just dry-humping to music.
Patrick: In that case, care to dance?

Kat: I'm here to talk about my sister.
Chastity: Oh, what a coincidence! I was just about to send her to social Siberia.

Kat: I've seen rad flags from you ever since I met you. In fact, you look like communist China!

Kat: Look, I'm off duty. Fire's over.
Old Lady: Oh, so I guess I don't have to show you what your boyfriend left for you.
Kat: He's not my boyfriend.
Old Lady: (points) Over there. Missy, lighten up - I know a lot of cat ladies who started out like you. (smiles and walks away while Kat goes to see what Patrick left her - her mom's vinyl albums)
Bianca: (while Kat flips through her albums in disbelief that Patrick was thoughtful enough to bring them) I am so happy we can go home. This evacuation has been nothing but drama.
(Walter appears behind them)

Kat: Oh, I know what you're up to. I've seen those crappy teen movies.
Chastity: Oh, me too. But aren't you supposed to show up much later ... wearing a hockey mask.
Kat: And you'll be the first to go.

Kat: Oh, I see. When you said, 'wait here' at the dance... you really meant for, like, six days.
Patrick: If you ever returned a phone call, you'd know I didn't bail on you. I got arrested.
Kat: Oh, and here I thought you were just a jerk. Turns out you're also a criminal.
(Dawn and Bianca being carried and rocked by the people at the party)

Kat: So you made it, where's your family?
Patrick: I killed them all. (laughs) They were slowing me down.
Kat: Natural disasters do bring out the best in people. So what was your big epiphany?
Girl: (runs up to Patrick's side and puts a hand on his shoulder) You're okay! Did you get my messages? I sent you like a million texts. When are we going to talk? You said you needed to tell me something? (clings to his arm)
Patrick:(looks at Kat and struggles to explain) Ugh, it's not like that.
Kat: Sure its not. Enjoy your chat. (walks away)
(after hearing on the news that the fire is suspected of being started by homemade pyrotechnics)

Kat: So, you snuck out of the house to go to a party, but you had the wrong address. How does that humiliation taste?
Bianca: Like your stupid soy burgers.

Kat: We should sing one of the songs with the two people when they do it together.
Bianca: A duet?
Kat: Oh... I don't say this often enough, Bianca, but you're so smart... and prettiful. ]

Kat: We're going to high school, not the Academy Awards.
Bianca: You never get a second chance to make a first impression.

Kat: What do you want?
Patrick: What you mean?
Kat: I mean... Do you wanna deal me drugs? or steal my car? or huckster my organs? - Why are people scared of you?
Patrick: Why are people scared of you?
Kat: People are not scared of me...
Patrick: [smiling] : Sure they are. That's why I find you interesting [he goes away in his motorcycle]

Kat: You know, Dad warns us everyday about getting pregnant.
Bianca: You're lucky. He warns me twice a day.
Kat: Yeah, well, he never mentions all the other ways a guy can screw you.
Bianca: Amen, sister.

Kat: You see? This is what the world needs: more sex, less war.
Patrick: Now, if that would be you campaign slogan you would've won.

Kat: You're skipping class to make out with your boyfriend?!
Bianca: Just the last 10 minutes. Besides, it's history, I already know how it ends ... everyone dies.

Kat: [about the yearbook pictures she took] It looks like one of those herpes commercials where everybody is so happy despite the fact that they have herpes.