Jonathan Turner: If I had done to me what I did to them, I would've done to me what they did.
George Feeny: Go over to the blackboard and diagram that sentence.
Desiree: May I ask why you are wearing a dish towel in your trousers?
Eric Matthews: Uh see, lightning hit my zipper and my mom had to throw water on me to put out the fire. Do you believe me?
Eric Matthews: [lifts the towel, revealing the wet spot on his pants] Now do you believe me?
Jonathan Turner: Hi, I'm Jonathan Turner, Cory's English teacher.
Amy Matthews: [sees his motorcycle helmet] You wear a helmet?
Jonathan Turner: I fall off the desk a lot.
Shawn Hunter: [after finding out they have to take a test] I even read the book!
Shawn Hunter: That's right, my head still hurts!
Cory Matthews: No more macaroni!
Kids: No more macaroni!
Cory Matthews: We want steak!
Kids: We want steak!
Cory Matthews: And what do we want with our steak?
Shawn Hunter: Macaroni!
Cory Matthews: No, we don't like macaroni.
Shawn Hunter: ...Oh!
Shawn Hunter: Shows what happens when you stand up for your principles.
Alan Matthews: And what exactly *were* your principles?
Shawn Hunter: ...I remember something about macaroni.
Jonathan Turner: Face it guys, Feeny's not goin' away. I mean you turn around he's gonna be there.
[He turns and faces the backyard. Feeny is there]
Jonathan Turner: Whoa. That is scary. You know you got a principal living next door?
Alan Matthews: It's not something we brag about.
George Feeny: Mr Turner, I now return you your students. Sadder but wiser.
Jonathan Turner: What about Matthews and Hunter?
George Feeny: For those two I shall have to go nuclear
Jonathan Turner: And that would mean?
George Feeny: I shall call their mommies.
George Feeny: You seem amused by this display of defiance Mr. Turner.
Jonathan Turner: I gotta say I am because if I had done to me what I did to them then I'd have done the same thing to me that they did.
George Feeny: Go to the board and diagram that sentence
Jonathan Turner: I can't.
George Feeny: I realize that all you seventh-graders are delicate adolescent flowers just beginning your high school blooming so I say this with upmost sensitivity. Take this test or die.
Cory Matthews: Look for the union label - is anyone behind you my Shawn?
Shawn Hunter: I've gotta tell you there's no one with us, were all alone here - I'm gonna bail.
Cory Matthews: You better not.
Shawn Hunter: Oh yes I am.
Cory Matthews: Oh no no no.
Shawn Hunter: Oh yes yes yes!
George Feeny: [speaking into a megaphone throughout this scene] All right, this is your warden speaking. So, you wanna play rough with George Feeny? Fine. We'll take off the gloves.
George Feeny: The seventh-grade dance is hereby canceled.
Cory Matthews: You can't do that.
George Feeny: I can do whatever I want. I have the megaphone. Here's a doozie: the entire football season...
Shawn Hunter: Oh no!
George Feeny: Canceled!
Shawn Hunter: But that means...
George Feeny: That's right, Mr. Hunter - no cheerleaders!
Shawn Hunter: [Dramatically drops to the ground and weeps] No!
Cory Matthews: Shawn, it's a strike! We have to make sacrifices!
Shawn Hunter: [glares at Cory while weeping] But he's taking my girls! Why can't we just sacrifice *you*?
George Feeny: How do the Joads relate to you?
Cory Matthews: I guess they don't.
Shawn Hunter: Yeah... they were out in the real world... we haven't been out there much.
Cory Matthews: They had no food, nowhere to stay, all they knew was that they deserved a decent wages.