- Master Carvelle: This is a community of people feeling the same thing. Most of them, strangers. But you are uniting them. You are giving them your voice. And that's as spiritual as it gets.
- Master Carvelle: This is very simple Mr. Owens. I continue your son's instruction and you secret remains just that.
- Master Carvelle: And now gentlemen, the note on the page. The high D.
- [Boys attempt it]
- Master Carvelle: Not even close, but whoever hits it first sings lead treble in New York.
- Master Carvelle: We all think we know these boys, what goes on with them, but we don't. We don't know a damn thing. We have forgotten what it was like to be them.
- Master Carvelle: This is about music. It's about you. It's fifty minutes of your life, and I want you to celebrate yourself.
- Kid: [goading Stet] I saw your mother out with that skinhead... I thought your mom only dated Mexicans
- [stet walks away, then returns carrying a bin which he throws at said kid]
- Devon: A thousand - two thousand seat halls, all those people. Doesn't matter. You don't even see 'em.