Secretary: Mr. Clayton, would you please explain to this young man our new restrictions on leather this year?

Sky: Anyway, like I said, my name is Sky, it really is, my parents named me that. No kidding. And it gets worse. My middle name is Blueyonder. You see, my dad was in the Air Force. My mother was a pothead. I guess that makes me an airhead, huh?

Steve: [to Dylan and Kelly] Hey, come on, Lovebirds. Get off the rope!

Steve: Crawford, get your finger out of your nose!
Kid: [laughs] He eats 'em too.
Steve: Take a lap.
Brandon: Steve! Steve, what's the problem? He wasn't doing anything.
Steve: Yeah he was, he was grossing me out. Last thing we need is a booger-picker playing second base.

Steve: Don't be a squeef.

Steve: Eat it.

Steve: Hi. I'd like to exchange an egg.
Cashier: You want to exchange an egg. Do you have a receipt?
Steve: No. Do I need a receipt? I mean, is that part of the thing?
Cashier: It's customary to have a receipt when you want to exchange something.
Andrea: I think we're in the wrong place.
Steve: [To Andrea] No, no, this is all part of the deal, watch. [To cashier] I want to exchange an egg.
Andrea: Look, Steve, let's go.
Cashier: What's wrong with the egg?
Steve: Nothing!
Cashier: But you want another.
Steve: No, I don't want another egg, I want information!
Cashier: Look, I don't know what you kids are on, but I'm calling the police.
Steve: You know, I think we're in the wrong place.

Steve: I bet Jake's glad you're staying in town.
Kelly: I don't know. We might get together some time.
Dylan: Aww, Kelly ...
Kelly: Hey ... I might even get together with you.
Dylan: Really? I might just hold you to that.

Steve: I punched out Chuckie Wilson today.
Samantha Sanders: Oh my God, well no wonder he's stalling on this deal, how could you do this to me?

Steve: I was actually thinking of breaking down and asking Kelly to the dance. I think she deserves another chance.
Brandon: You're giving her another chance. Isn't she the one who broke up with you?
Steve: Yeah. But, I forgive her.

Steve: Oh, I can't make it, I'm going to see R.E.M. that night.
Dylan: Oooh with, uh, Christine? Sounds a little continuous.
Kelly: Sounds kind of nauseating if you ask me.

Steve: Oh, sure, just put the gas in the ignition and step on the key!

Steve: Purple pleasure, a blend of 7 essential ingredients, plus vitamins A, B, C, and T .
Brandon: T?
Steve, Brandon, and Other Guy: Tequila!

Steve: She is the biggest bitch at West Beverly High. I should know, I went out with her for a year.

Steve: This is an incredible piece of machinery.