Wooderson: Say man. You got a joint?
Mitch: No, not on me, man.
Wooderson: It’d be a lot cooler if you did.
Clint: I came here to do two things: drink some beer and kick some ass…looks like we’re all out of beer.
Teacher: Like our Sergeant said when we were going out to war, ‘Men! Fifty of you are leaving on a mission. Twenty five of you aint coming back!’
Senior girl: Air raid!
Wooderson: The older you get, the more rules they are going to try and get you to follow. You just gotta keep on livin’, man. L-I-V-I-N.
Wooderson: That’s what I love about these high school girls man. I get older they stay the same age.
Mike: I’m just trying to be honest about being a misanthrope.
Darla: Lick me, all of you!