Kelly: I guess I was just being led by the heart.

Kelly: Truce?
David: Sweetheart...this could be the start of a beautiful friendship.

Mel Silver: You're gonna love this place, it's one of my favorite resaurants.
Jackie Taylor: Oh, It's gorgeous.
Kelly: Mom, isn't this the place that gave, uh, Lori food poisoning?
Jackie: I don't think so.
David: So, Kel, you ever dream this would happen?
Kelly: Not in my wildest, Freddy Krueger nightmares.
Mel: Well, Kelly I hope we're not dragging you away from your friends tonight, but Jackie and I thought that having dinner together would be fun.
Kelly: Why?
Jackie: So that I could get to know David and so that you could get to know Mel.
Kelly: Let me tell you something about Kelly, Mel. To know her is not to love her.
Jackie: Kelly!
Mel: Well, that's not what I hear. Or rather, see, on video.
David: Dad, you're embarrassing me.
Kelly: I hardly think that that's possible.
Jackie: David, your father tells me that you're West Beverly's video historian.
David: Yeah. Something like that.
Kelly: I can hardly turn around anymore without that obnoxious video lens being stuck right in my face.
David: It's nothing personal.
Kelly: No, it's just a little perverted. What do you call those guys, uh, voyeurs or something...
Jackie: Kelly...
Mel: David, I forbid you to commit one more inch of videotape to that gorgeous face.
Kelly: Thank you. I thought I was gonna have to get one of those restraining orders to keep him away from me.
Jackie: Let's order.
Kelly: Actually, I've lost my appetite.
Mel: You'll be missing out, Kelly, really. This restaurant has one of the best chefs in town.
Kelly: Well. I knew there must have been some reason why you dragged us here.
Jackie: Kelly! That's enough!
Mel: How 'bout a drink, to start.
Kelly: A drink? You want my mother to order a drink?
Jackie: I'll have a mineral water.
Mel: Whatever.
Kelly: Because the last thing you do is ask a recovering alcoholic what she wants to drink!
Jackie: KELLY! Why don't you just shut up?!

Neil: What did I say, and why are you making me do this in front of a bunch of strangers?
Allison: Why not? You're as much a stranger to me as they are!
David: [holding video camera] I'm sorry, could you guys get a little bit closer together? I can't seem to get you both in the shot.
Neil: Do you mind?!
Neil: [to Andrea] Excuse me. [to Allison] Ally, honey, at the risk of sounding like a sexist pig, I have to ask, is it that time of the month?

Sandy: You know, the way my head is pounding, I don't think anything could make me happy tonight.
Brandon: Not even the sight of 10,000 wild and crazy grunion having an orgy on the beach?

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 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: This is an incredible piece of machinery.

Steve: Where you going?
Kelly: To bed.
Steve: Ok, if you insist, I'll join you.

Surfer Dude: Oh, what happened to you man?
Bobby: Nothing. I'm just real lazy.

[Acting out a scene in their acting class.]
Andrea: I'm better for her than you are.
Brenda: The hell you are!
[Brenda slaps Andrea. Andrea turns her head and looks like she is about to cry. They both walk out into the hallway.]
Andrea: Brenda...Brenda! That is not how we rehearsed the slap!
Brenda: Oh no?
Andrea: You know damn well it wasn't.
Brenda: Well I guess I just got too involved in my character.
Andrea: That is so lame. There was something else behind that slap and you know it!
Brenda: Sense memory work?
Andrea: Oh. And what is that memory based on?
Brenda: Oh, quick learner. I think you know, Teacher's Pet!
Andrea: This is perfect. I confide in you, share my feelings. Something I never do, and you completely turn on me!
Brenda: Yeah, well who confided in who first?
Andrea: I said I was sorry, Brenda. I had no idea that he was interested in me as anything more than a pupil with stage fright!
Brenda: Yeah well now we know differently, don't we?
Andrea: Look, Brenda. You can't steal something from someone that they don't have in the first place!
Brenda: You know, all school year I listened to you rattling on and on about your feelings for my brother.
Andrea: This has nothing to do with Brandon.
Brenda: You're right. it has to do with you and me.
Andrea: Not anymore.