Daria: "See something you like? Or just browsing?"
Jane: "I'm thinking about getting those running shoes."
Daria: "Uh-huh, what color were they?"
Jane: "Just .. kick the bleachers out from under me. Okay?"
Ms. Morris: "Jane Lane, you're just like your sisters, aren't you?"
Jane: "We share certain chromosome pairs. Beyond that, I'm not supposed to say."
Ms. Morris: "You know what I mean. Can't be part of a group. ALWAYS have to be different. Your sister Penny never wanted to participate, either. I taughter her a thing or two about the American competitive spirit."
Jane: "You sure did. That's why she spent the last ten years out of the country."
Jane: "Whoever said life was fair?"
Daria: "I dunno, but I'll bet he was a quarterback."
Daria: "Alright, you figured me out. He's a senior, and he carves words into his arm. Together, we're hoping to buck the odds against teen marriages."
Jake: (Chuckles) "That's a good one, Daria."
Daria: "Oh yeah, if someone named Knuckles calls, it's for me."
Jane: "You know, I'd like to show that Ms. Morris that the Lanes aren't just of ordinary deadbeats."
Daria: "Of course not. You're deadbeats ... with stYLE."
Tiffany: "Quinn, your cousin, or whatever, sure spends a lot of time at your house."
Quinn: "Yes, well, umm, she's got nowhere else to go. What with her parents being in jail and all."
Quinn: "Ummm, hi."
Kid #1: "Will you read to me?"
Kid #2: "I really like stories."
Kid #3: "You don't have to tell me a story, just talk."
Daria: "Land that big sneaker endorsement yet?"
Jane: "Nahh, they wouldn't meet my price."
Trent: "What she's doing takes guts. All that practicing, day in, day out..."
Trent: "And what for? So a crowd of drunks can make your art the backdrop to their pathetic mating dance? They don't care about your dream. They just want something loud going on so they don't have to talk."
Daria: "Um, we're not discussing Jane anymore, are we?"
Evan: "Hey, teammate. Did you see this girl run like the wind?"
Daria: "Have you ever heard her break wind?"
Kevin: "Uh, babe, this is really awkward, right?"
Brittany: "Yeah, babe!"
Kevin: "It's creeping me out!"
Brittany: "Oh, Kevvy, come on. Nurse Brittany gonna make you feel all better."
Jane: "How do I know this is a sincere apology and not a cheap ploy to get back on my good side?"
Daria: "Why does there have to be a difference?"
Jane: "I accept."
Jane: "I'm afraid I might come out of high school knowing as much as Kevin."
Daria: "You came out of kindergarten knowing more than Kevin."
Jane: "Remind me of that when he gets his football scholarship."
Jane: Gee, that almost sounds like blackmail. Fortunately, I can pull up my math grade on my own.
Ms. Morris: "Then I'll flunk you."
Jane: "Why don't I go to Ms. Li and expose this grade-changing arrangement?"
Ms. Morris: "She already knows."
Jane: "Okay, then, back off or I'll tell the P.T.A."
Ms. Morris: "They know, too."
Ms. Morris: "You're beaten, Lane!"
Jane: "How about if I call the three local TV stations and tell each one that the other two are running the story?"
Ms. Morris: "Damn!"
Brittany's constantly tripping and falling (EDITED)
Daria talks to herself (EDITED)
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