Cory: I saw your chicken cooking and the voice of Chuck Darwin whispered in my ear "Just do it". Survival of the fittest, Mr. Feeny, you taught me that.

Eric: Seniors with their muscles and their cars and their Burger King trainee hats.

Eric: Say it with me, dad, Harley.
Alan: Say it with me, Eric, Schwinn.

Cory: It's called survival of the fittest. I was explaining it to Mr. Feeny earlier.

Cory: Look, Mr. Feeny. I know you think Minkus is like the next Alvin Einstein, but if he's so smart why doesn't he know second string is for losers?
Mr. Feeny: Alvin Einstein? ... This is my life.

Mr. Feeny: Oh, have some dignity, man!

Eric: He told me. ... That's gonna cost me the car, isn't it?
Alan: Why didn't you tell us? You're supposed to tell us what he said. That's why you sleep in the same room with him.