The Substitute (1996)
Shale: Did you ever look up the word "mercenary"? It's someone who "works merely for money."
Joey: Everybody works for money.
Shale: It's not the money that bothers me; it's the "merely."
[Shale confronts Juan Lacas and his cronies in the library]
Shale: Ohh, I can't tell you boys how much I needed this.
Juan Lacas: When we're done, I want you to say 'I'm Sorry' 100 times.
Shale: Shh. No talking in the library.
Shale: I'm in charge of this class. I'm the warrior chief. I'm the merciless god of anything that stirs in my universe. You fuck with me, and you will suffer my wrath.
Principal Claude Rolle: Two of your students are in the nurse's office talking a lawsuit right now.
Shale: Why, is the nurse a lawyer?
Principal Claude Rolle: Power perceived is power achieved.
[Claude Rolle tells Shale about how the drugs are shipped to the school via bus]
Shale: And they said busing would never work.
Shale: [Hollan fires near Shale to keep him from using his martial arts against the thug drug dealer] You fucking psycho!
Hollan: [Hollan shoots drug dealer dead behind Shale, and hands gun to Shale] Who's the fuckin' psycho?
Rodriguez: Move that briefcase, I wanna see that beautiful ass.
Joey: It's definitely time to relocate.
Joey: It's too bad we had to fuck up the school. I feel bad for the kids tomorrow, man.
Shale: They'll be okay. At least it's their school again.
Joey: Yeah. Where the hell we gonna go, man?
Shale: Uh, how's L.A. sound?
Joey: More bomb threats.
Shale: I heard the schools out there have a major drug problem.
Joey: No! Ah, no, no more schools, man. Forget it.
Mr. Darrell Sherman: Rolle was a cop. He knows the law.
Hannah Dillon: Yeah, that's right Darrell, you keep the faith.
Hollan: Cuba wimped you out. You lost your mind and now you lost your balls.
Shale: [grabs Hollan by his crotch] Maybe I'll just borrow yours, on second thought they're too small.
Hollan: [about to walk away] FUCK YOU. Fucking queers.
Principal Claude Rolle: You don't teach history anymore Smith. You ARE history!
Hollan: Shale, I got four dead cowboys here, and one very fucked-up looking Indian Johnny Glades. Can I put him out of his misery pretty-please?
Mr. Darrell Sherman: You're sellin' out your own people, motherfucker!
Principal Claude Rolle: Sell out? You know what I see when I look at you, Darrell? I see me. I see me when I was young and stupid. Young man, I'm just doing you a favor.
Shale: You don't want soldiers, you want killers.
Matt Wolfson: You know, you'll have to excuse me here Shale, 'cause I wasn't aware there was that much of a difference.
Shale: Oh, there's a difference. You wanna know what the difference is?
Matt Wolfson: Yeah, I'll play. You tell me what the difference is. But I don't want any...
Shale: [pins him to the wall] The difference is... the difference is, you're still breathing.
Shale: [about bowel sounds] Hey, that cereal really does work.
Mr. Darrell Sherman: So is this a personal mission, or a joint operation between the CIA and the PTA?