Mr. Turner: (reading Shawn's poem)
"My uncle Ralph, he does not care,
'Cause twice a month, he gets welfare.
My uncle Chuck has nylon hair,
He bought the rug with his welfare."
[skimming ahead] "Old Corvair... long nose hair... electric chair..." It's a very colorful family you have there, Shawn.
Shawn: I didn't use their real names. Is that okay?
Mr. Turner: Oh, yeah. The less I know, the better.

Mr.Mac: Shawn, it's obviously been a very stressful day for you and I think you should come back to the center.
Shawn: Yeah, I think I should too.
Cory: What?
Shawn: I want to pick up my things and then if its okay, come back and stay with you guys.
Amy: Yeah, it's okay.
Mr.Mac: Shawn....
Shawn: You know, I see you right in front of me and I hear what you have to say..and its nothing.And I was an empty person who had nothin' to believe in, I might go with you.Because that would be easy. Well, I'm done with easy. And I'm done with you.

Mrs. Nelson: I don't like the cold.
Cory: Me neither. In fact, I'm cold right now.
Topanga: Cory, it's 92 degrees.
Cory: I'm very cold. Why don't we go in the bedroom and go under the covers like we did before?
Topanga: Cory, we're married now. We can do it every night for the rest of your life.
Mr. Nelson: Get it in writing, kid.

Professor Michaels: Free will. Wanna take a shot?
Shawn: Do I really have a choice?
Professor Michaels: Ooh, gotta take five.

Rachel: Eric, we really want you to come.
Eric: Well, how do you expect me to come back to a place where I had my heart ripped out of my chest and thrown around the room like it was a... a... like it... like a... nerf heart!
Rachel: [grabs his collar] I want you to forget about everything that happened between us and remember we're friends. And I want you to come to our party because it's for friends.
Eric: Will you be making tater tots?

Rachel: I hate this! It's like I have to be on my best behavior. It's like I'm living with my mother.
Eric: Actually, do you have a picture of your mother? No reason.

Rachel: We're gonna be just like girlfriends! [leaves the room]
Jack: Girlfriends...
Eric: Just a minute! If I understand this correctly, girlfriends sleep together, bathe together and even get to see each other naked.
Jack: We already do that.
[Eric makes a hushing gesture]

Schneider: Sometimes I get shy. People who aren't shy make me nervous.

Secretary: Someone's here to see you.
Eric: You mean a case?
Secretary: No silly, a person.

Sgt. Moore: [to Eric] Drop and give me twenty!
Eric: Fine. [drops to the floor and holds up a twenty-dollar bill] Dude, you better pay me back!

Sgt. Moore: Matthews!
Eric: Sir, yes sir!
Sgt. Moore: You are a disgrace to this university, this country and humanity in general!
Eric: [flattered] Oh, wow!

Shawn and Eric: Go Feeny! Go Feeny! I said, go, go, go Feeny!

Shawn: [in Turner's hospital room] Jon, how could you be in here? How could you screw up on your bike? I've never seen you screw up on anything.I'm the screw up remember? Come on, you remember. Don't do this to me John.I don't do alone real good. [Looks at Turner's heart monitor] Look, I know you're in there, but it's like you're not really here.You're not talking, but I know you're here so I'm gonna talk and you can listen.John, even when I was at the center, it was all the things you taught me that made me wonder if it was the right place for me or not.But you didn't teach me enough.You and Cory, and my parents, and the Matthews, and the handful of people who really care about me! So don't blow me off John! Don't blow me off God! I've never asked you for anything and I've never wanted to come to you like this, but don't take Turner away from me, he's not done yelling at me yet.
God you're not talking, but I know you're here so I'm gonna talk and you can listen.God I don't want to be empty inside anymore.

Shawn: Cor, I can't be here.This is too intense.
Topanga: For all of us, Shawn.But this is life and this is what's happening right now.
Shawn: I need Mr.Mac.
Topanga: No! He can't help you with this. Shawn, what is the matter with you?
Shawn: I-I don't know..But I can't look at him like this.
[Shawn tries to leave, Cory slams the door shut and blocks his path]

Shawn: Cory, come on, let me go.
Cory: No!
Shawn: Cory, let me go!
[Shawn tries to leave again, Cory stops him and pulls him into a hug]