Barry: It makes no sense. What 19-year-old college dropout doesn't want to go back to her high-school prom?

Barry: Behold, our principal's prized Suzuki Samurai. Over the next 9 to 12 minutes, we shall take it apart piece by piece, then quickly reassemble it in his office.
Adam: Dude, we can't just take a car apart. It's not made of Legos.
Barry: Which is why I brought this Allen wrench. Time to become a legend.

Erica: That was Principal Earl J. Ball offering me a job playing prom.
Beverly: Yay!
Murray: When I said, "Get a job," I meant get a real job.
Erica: He's paying me $1,000. Real enough, old man?
Murray: Actually, none of this seems real.
Erica: You know, this is a classic rock 'n' roll tale. Drop out of college, start a band, and immediately get paid too much for a gig you didn't even look for.

Ruben Amaro, Jr.: Don't let one horrible human being ruin it for all of us.
Barry: Yeah! I'm so angry at your harmless prank gone wrong.
Adam: Me as well.
Cop: Yeah, I've been doing this a long time. And it's safe to say this is the work of a true monster who belongs behind bars.
J.C. Spink: Whoever did this, turn yourself in!
Barry: Yeah, you big prom-ruining jerk.
Adam: We're now going to run away to find some clues. Bye.

Bill Lewis: I spoke to the hose lady. She is not interested, but at least I have closure.

Lainey: Prom was canceled?!
Bill Lewis: Oh, no!
Barry: What? What'd I say?
Lainey: That's my gig! We were getting paid a thousand bucks for it!
Barry: I didn't know you were getting wildly overpaid to play prom. No one told me.
Lainey: Prom was the only glimmer of hope I had.
Bill Lewis: We have no glimmer. We've lost our glimmer.

Beverly: Look at her, Mur. She's so grown up. God, everything's changed.
Murray: Or not. We still got three kids in the house.
Beverly: For now. But I'll take it.

Barry: We're getting married!
Lainey: Whoo!
Beverly: Did he just say that-
Murray: Tomorrow's problem.