Dewey: Dude, I service society by rocking. I’m out there on the front lines liberating people with my music.
Dewey: I don’t wanna hang out with a bunch of wannabe corporate sellouts. I’m gonna form my own band and we’re gonna start a revolution, OK?
Dewey: I have been touched by your kids.
Ned: Dewey, I'm not paying your share of the rent, so... I don't know, maybe you should sell one of your guitars or something. Dewey: What?
Dewey: Alright, look, here’s the deal. I’ve got a hangover. Who knows what that means? Frankie: Doesn't that mean you’re drunk?
Freddy: You wouldn't come to work drunk unless you were alcoholic.
Dewey: You want me to teach you something? Here's a useful lesson for you: give up. Just quit. Because in this life, you can't win. Sure, you can try. But in the end you're just gonna lose, BIG TIME.
Dewey: Oh, you don't know the Man? He's everywhere. In the White House, down the hall, MISS MULLINS, she's the Man. And the Man ruined the ozone, and he's burning down the Amazon, and he kidnapped Shamu and put her in a chlorine tank! And there used to be a way to stick it to The Man. It was called rock ‘n’ roll. But guess what. Oh, no.
Summer: You want me to be a groupie? Dewey: Well, groupie is an important job. Summer: I researched groupies on the Internet.
Summer: Look, my mom is a room parent, and she's not gonne be happy when she hears about this. Dewey: Summer, I didn't want to tell you this in front of the class, but I made a special position just for you:
Dewey: Do you know that kids at other schools just have fun all the time? They're running around. There's no discipline. They're happy. It's anarchy.
Miss Mullins: There was a time where I was fun. I was funny! I was. But you can't be funny and be the principal of a prep school! No, you cannot.
Dewey: All right - Tough Guy, Shortstop, Fancy Pants, get over here. You're on security detail. Billy: Can I be the band stylist instead?
Battle of the Bands Director: Look, thanks for comin' down, but you're really not what we're looking for. Dewey: You listen to me! These kids have worked their little fingers to the bone just to play one song for you so you just sit down, shut up and listen!
Dewey: I'm a teacher.
Dewey: Katie, what was that thing you were playing today, the big thing? Katie: Cello. Dewey: Ok. This is a bass guitar. And it's the exact same thing but instead of playing it like this you tip it on the side...
Miss Mullins: The thing is, Mr. Schneebly... Dewey: Please, call me Dewey. [Realising his mistake] Ned. Ned.
Miss Mullins: Sorry to interrupt. Mrs. Lemmons said that she heard music coming from the classroom. Dewey: Uh oh.
Dewey: You, Freddy, what do you like to do? Freddy: I dunno.
Dewey: Gabe. I believe... That the children are the future. Now listen, you can teach them well, but buddy, you have got to let them lead the way. And let the children's laughter.. just remind us of how we used to be. That's what I decided long ago. Bob: Isn't that a song?
Dewey: They're terminal. Every last one of them. And all they wanted to do before they bit the dust was play Battle of the Bands. Battle of the Bands Director: What do they all have?
Dewey: Now raise your goblet of rock.
Dewey: 'What's wrong?' Summer, didn't you hear we lost?! Freddy: Chill out, dude. Rock isn't getting an A.
Dewey: Alright, let's pray. God of Rock, thank you for this chance to kick ass. We are your humble servants.
Freddy: We're on a mission. One great rock show can change the world. Look out the window. [Dewey looks outside to find the schoolbus with all the other kids calling for him to come down] Dewey: No way....
Billy: Style?! Style?! You're gonna talk to me about style?! You can't even dress yourself!
Dewey: You've heard of Aretha Franklin? She's a big lady but when she sings, she blows peoples minds! Everyone wants to party with Aretha! And you know who else has a weight issue? Tomika: Who? Dewey: Me. But once I get up on stage and start rockin', people worship me!
Dewey: We may fall on our faces, but if we do, we will fall with dignity! With a guitar in our hands, and rock in our hearts! And in the words of AC/DC:
Marta: Is this a school project? Dewey: Yes. And it's a requirement. And it may sound easy, but nothing could be harder.
Dewey: The first thing you do when you start a band is talk about influences. That's how you figure out what kind of band to be. Who do you like? Marta: Christina Aguilera. Dewey: Who? No! Come on. What? You, Shortstop. Leonard: Puff Daddy. Dewey: Wrong. Billy?
Miss Mullins: Mr. Schneebly... This is considered the best elementary school in the state and we maintain that reputation by adhering to a strict code of conduct, faculty included. Dewey: You know what? You don't have to worry about me 'cos I'm a hard-ass.
MIss Mullins: Freddy, where are your sleeves? And what have you done to your hair? Freddy: It's called punk. Miss Mullins: Well, it's not school uniform. Frankie: Miss Mullins, you're The Man.