Eric: So, uh, how's that uniform working out for you?
Donna: [slaps Eric's arm] Stop! Do you-
Eric: Do you feel like a good girl that just can't help being bad? Be bad, Donna. [whispers] I won't tell.
Donna: Eric, it's not funny. I actually have to go to this school every day now. Without- Without you.
Eric: Okay, so, you know what? We'll see each other nights and weekends and I'll come visit you at school. I mean, I still have a bike.
Donna: Eric, it's, like, 10 miles away.
Eric: Ten- So what? These legs were made for pedaling. Come on. You've seen my thighs.
Donna: Yeah. You're a good boyfriend.
Eric: "You're a good boyfriend" who?
Donna: I'm not calling you Principal Forman.
Eric: Don't make me get the ruler, young lady.