Rachel: [screams]
[Flashback ends.]

Rachel: [slurred] Is this real life?

Rachel: [smiles] Hi, Quinn! We missed you so much!
Quinn: No, don't. [Artie wheels next to her.] I could've easily become one of those creepy memorial pages in the yearbook, but by the grace of God, I'm here. Believe it or not, this is the happiest day of my life. [turns to Artie] Come on, Artie. I'll race you to the choir room! [wheels away with Artie following]
[The glee club gathers at the library.]

Rachel: [to Sunshine] You're a terrible spy.
Artie: Seriously, with your size, you could easily sit in the air ducts for days.
Sunshine: I'm not a spy. I heard about your benefit concert on Facebook and I wanted to preform. I know what it feels like to be an academic decathlon. No one pays attention to you. No one cares. It's not right. We studied so hard.
Quinn: Yeah but you're with Vocal Adrenaline. How do we know we can trust you?
Sunshine: Because I have nothing against all of you. I have 600 Twitter followers. I can get them all to come.
Finn: How many tickets have we sold so far?
Puck: Four. No one's interested. It's sad.
Sunshine: Please, just let me show you what I can do. I would like to sing the perfect song of neglect, All By Myself. I'm such a better singer than everyone else so I know how it feels. I'm all alone at the top. Also, I'm really short, so even when I'm in a group of people I feel like I'm wandering alone in a forest.
Rachel: There's no way she's singing in our auditorium, okay? She's the enemy.
Puck: I say we give her chance. I mean, you owe her Rachel. You sent her to a freakin' crackhouse.
Rachel: [sighs exasperatedly]

Rachel: [to Will] So, we have something we need to say to you.
Matt: In the beginning of this year I was just another football player.
Tina: I had a stutter.
Mercedes: I was a closeted diva.
Quinn: I used to be captain of the Cheerios.
Mike: I was afraid to dance outside my room.
Santana: I hated everyone in this club.
Brittany: So did I.
Kurt: I wasn't honest about who I was.
Puck: I was tossing guys into dumpsters.
Artie: I had never kissed a girl before
Rachel: And I was getting slushied.
Finn: I didn't--I didn't have a father. Someone I could look up to. Model myself after. Someone who could show me what it really meant to be a man.
Rachel: We don't care what the judges say. We won. Because we had you as a teacher.
Mercedes: And Glee Club will never end, Mr. Schue, because you are Glee Club. And you're in all of us now.

Rachel: [Writes "Me" on the board] Class, in Mr. Schuester's absence I'd like to go around and ask everyone what songs you want me to perform at Sectionals.
Santana: You know what? Let me at her! Tu eres loca!
[Everyone starts holding Santana back.]

Rachel: All I ask is that whomever I choose, that you be as supportive of him as I've been of you and Quinn even though I'm dying everyday inside.

Rachel: Are you saying you want to be carried in in a giant egg?
Lauren: [whispers to Mercedes and Mercedes smiles] We'll get back to you.

Rachel: As offended as I am by their presence here, I won't let anything get in the way of a performance.

Rachel: As our team leader and arbiter of all that is good, I must say: I don't think that song is good enough for Regionals.

Rachel: Being in New York is like falling in love, over and over again, every minute. Tonight felt like one of those awesome nights that you see in those amazing romantic comedies. All we need now is some street singers to serenade us to make it perfect.
[Artie, Sam, Puck and Mike begin to sing Bella Notte.]

Rachel: Being thrown up on, it just does something to a person.

Rachel: Blaine and I have a lot in common.
Kurt: A sentiment expressed by many a hag by many dating a gay.

Rachel: Break a leg.
Finn: I love you.
[The New Directions glee club finish preforming and head backstage.]

Rachel: Brittany, remember the rules: no sitting on anything!