Cory: How do you spell Shawn?
Topanga: You don't know how to spell your best friend's name?
Cory: We're phone people. Is it S-h-a-w-n or S-h-a-u-n?

Eric: I paid $200 for this dress and I'm never gonna get to wear it again.

Mr. Feeny: Now, who can tell me what's wrong with that sentence?
Topanga: I can.
Mr. Feeny: I know, Miss Lawrence, but you're already 10 for 10. Oh, why don't we try Mr. Matthews?
Topanga: Mmm, he won't know this one.
Mr. Feeny: Mr. Matthews?
Cory: She's 11 for 11.

Mr. Feeny: Mr. Hunter, clipping coupons?
Shawn: Yep. Odor-Eaters. $2.49 for a dozen. And my Christmas shopping is done.

Professor: I like the way your mind works. Free will. Want to take a shot?
Shawn: Do I really have a choice?
Professor: Ooh! I got to take five.

Jack: Please tell me you were just trying to get out of a traffic ticket.
Eric: Will you stop? I passed by the Gamma Epsilon fraternity. There was a big party. All the girls were there, so I pledged.
Jack: Yeah, but doesn't that make you feel, like, humiliated, man?
Eric: Yes, it does. I paid $200 for this dress. I'm never going to get to wear it again.

Eric: Hi! Major fraternity party Friday night. I'm the head cheese at the fraternity, and I can't wait to see you all there.

Jack: Eric, this fraternity party's at our apartment.
Eric: Yes, it is.
Jack: You know, you were absolutely right. That hazing was so humiliating, I came up with my own idea. I'm going to start a fraternity of my own. That way, the girls will come to me. I don't have to wear a dress anymore. Unless I want to.