Adult Adam: [v.o.] Sure, it took a while for me to find my voice, but I was finally a nightmare.
Mr. Woodburn: Goldberg! What the hell are you doing?
Adam: Just taking a load off at my new desk.
Mr. Woodburn: Oh, no, no, no. That's mine. That's where I keep my papers and my gum.
Adam: Not anymore, unless you want me to speak to your manager. Oh, Earl!
Principal Ball: [enters] Hi. It seems that young Goldberg has learned how to harness his disgruntlement much like his mother. So let the boy sit where he wants.
Adam: Smart choice.
Mr. Woodburn: Damn it!