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Quinn Fabray : I'm looking forward to graduating from Yale at the top of my class.
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Quinn Fabray : [after Karofsky attempts suicide] I feel sorry for Karofsky, but what he did was selfish. He didn't just want to hurt himself. He wanted to hurt everyone around him. I went through the wringer, but I never got to that place.
Kurt Hummel : Quinn, please. Sure, you had a baby when you were 16 and you had a bad dye job for two weeks, but seriously? The world never stopped loving you and you're going to Yale. You have no idea what Karofsky was struggling with.
Quinn Fabray : You really want to try to compare...
Kurt Hummel : The despair, the self-loathing. It doesn't matter.
Quinn Fabray : I just can't imagine things getting so messed up that you would consider taking your own life.
Kurt Hummel : That is so harsh and reductive. Have some compassion.
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Sue Sylvester : [to Quinn] I, Sue Sylvester am with child.
Quinn Fabray : Are you serious? Wow. Um, that's amazing and confusing. Who's the father?
Sue Sylvester : Oh, I can't tell you that yet. But here's the deal. In order for this zygote to stay firmly ensconced in my uterine wall, my doctor has put me on bovine hormones that are making me extremely nauseous. They've also given me a near-superhuman sense of smell. For instance, I can tell that within the last week, you either enjoyed a delicious curry or a hug from Principal Figgins.
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Quinn Fabray : I wanted to ask you a favor, actually, Coach. I would love to rejoin the Cheerios.
Sue Sylvester : I beg your pardon?
Quinn Fabray : It's my senior year and I want to finish high school in a Cheerios uniform with a national championship. I mean, other than Glee, this was the rest of my high school experience.
Sue Sylvester : Well, I'm sorry, Q, but that wouldn't be fair to the girls who've been practicing all year long who didn't quit. And if you'll now please get the hell out of my office. I just caught a whiff of hot dog water wafting in from the cafeteria, and I think I'm going to blow some serious chunks.
