Kate: [outside Kate's house] White? What are you doing here? How do you know where I live? White: It's called the Freedom of Information Act, Kate.
Peter: I found that if you have a goal, you might not reach it.
Peter: Hey, White. I didn't think Nazi camp got out until eight.
White: Nobody makes me bleed my own blood!
White: Let's not find ourselves shackled by the bonds of employer-employee relations.
White: Yeh, that's me taking the bull by the horns, it's how I like to run my business.
White: Here at Globo Gym, we're better than you.
White: I earned this body, and I built this temple with nothing more than some elbow grease and a little can-do attitude.
Patches: Just remember the five D's of dodgeball:
Patches: Remember, dodgeball is a sport of violence, exclusion and degradation. So, when you're picking players in gym class, remember to pick the bigger, stronger kids for your team.
Pepper: I don't know how they can play in diapers, Cotton.
Steve the Pirate: Arr, Steve the Pirate be in no man's debt!
White: Team? What team? Your best player thinks he's a pirate.
White: So, that's the deal... I give you $100,000. You sign over the deed to your gym. Period. End o' story. Peter: You really think you can come in here and buy me out, White? You're a lot dumber than I thought.
White: I know you've been hiding some feelings for me.
Justin: Well, it'll be worth my while when I make the cheerleading squad this time. Prove to Amber and everyone else that I'm not a loser. Peter: Wait, you want to make the cheerleading squad to prove to a girl that you are not a loser? Justin: Yeah... Why?
White: You like the freaky stuff, huh? That's cool. I can be naughty, too.
Kate: I'm not a banker, I'm a lawyer. Peter: Really? What kind of law are you involved in, pretty eyes?
Peter: There's someone out there for everybody. Owen: You think? Peter: Absolutely. In some cases, there's two somebodies for one person.
Kate: Are you reading the dictionary? White: Oh, you caught me.
Cotton: Las Vegas. A city built of hot sand, broken dreams and $5 lobster. A city where you can get a happy ending, if you pay a little extra.
Justin: Um...shouldn't we learn by...y'know, like dodging balls that are thrown at us, or...? Patches: That's what this sack of wrenches is for.
Peter: Uh, Patches, is this really necessary? Patches: Necessary? Is it necessary for me to drink my own urine? Peter: Probably not. Patches: No!
Cotton: It appears that Peter La Fleur has blindfolded himself.
Peter: I think the lady asked you to leave. White: This doesn't concern you, La Fleur.
White: We should mate. Kate: What?
[Kate retches, then forces it down] White: Are you okay?
Globo Gym Announcer: Tired of the same old you? Tired of being out of shape and out of luck with the opposite sex?
White: This is it, La Loser! You ready for the- woo! -hurricane? Peter: Just don't go crying to mommy when I spank you in front of all these people.
Peter: I'm not sure where you're going with this. White: I'm not sure where YOU'RE going with this. Peter: That's what I said. White: That's what I'm saying to you. Peter: Okay.