Beverly: You came! Oh. And all together, because the bonds are already growing.
Mr. Perott: We carpooled so no one would get here first.
Helen: And so we could pre-game. Right, my big hunk of yum?
Coach Nick: Ay!
Andrea: And I made cookies. I was gonna bring a bottle of wine, but do you know how many wines there are?
Mr. Perott: Welp, it was great catching up, so, uh...
Beverly: Wait a second. You just got here.
Mr. Perott: Yeah, but traffic. Appointment. Burst appendix. Any of these landing, or...
Beverly: Listen, I know we have a lot of ice to break, and I'm not gonna make you talk to me all day. I'm gonna make you race me.
Mr. Glascott: What in French-fry hell is this?
Beverly: Surprise! Field day's not just for students anymore!
Mr. Woodburn: Oh, no. The only thing I'm racing is to the door.
Beverly: Ah-bup-bup-bup-bup. As Quaker Warden, I do have the authority to grant the winner the day off.
Coach Nick: Damn it! You found my two weaknesses, my need to dominate and my desire to get paid for nothing.
Beverly: Let the games begin!