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That's not the Topanga I've known. I mean, it's like she goes away for a summer and comes back a woman.
- I'll see you two in detention. - Why? What did you do, Mr Feeny?
I'm going to hell. And you know what the worst part is?
All right, look, Mr Feeny. I have a question that I'm going to need a yes or no answer to.
Is this really your pig?
This pig you speak of. Could you describe him?
I don't sweat, I glisten.
- You were maybe two, three steps away. There was no time to clean. I had no choice but to throw myself onto the wax. - I thought you were napping!
You know, Mr Feeny, just between you and me, it's stuff like this that really makes you unpopular.
All right, Mr Matthews, what was I saying?
- Franklin Roosevelt and the new deal. - Dear Lord, he's right.
How do you accidentally kiss someone?
- You're asking us for money, aren't you? - Yes, I've hit rock bottom.
You know those three little words that are very difficult to say to a woman unless you really mean them?
Come on, Morgan, let's go watch TV.
I'm going out into the blizzard with just one mitten.
- Come along, Mr Matthews, don't dawdle! - I'm not dawdling.
I was cleaning out the attic and found a trunk that belonged to my great-aunt Fanny.
- So I said to myself: 'Kyle...' - Kyle?
Let's not call it detention.
Well, Mr Hunter! I see you do listen in class sometimes.
Cory, don't even try to call me for the next two weeks. I will be incommunicado.
Tell me about the Great Gatsby.
This is our school. I'm not turning my back.
Don't expect my paper on time, Mr Feeny.
Oh, didn't you hear?
Shawn, I'm gonna do something I haven't done since you were a very little boy.
I thought what you did for Topanga was really sweet.
Oh... You're not Topanga.
Going out with girls is not the problem.
