Beverly: Look, I spoke to Coach Mellor. He said the most likely outcome here is that you'll be a city-wide pariah.
Barry: [gasps] The fish that have teeth? Yes! They're the sharks of the river.
Beverly: Not "piranha," Barry. I'm saying you'll be a laughingstock.

Barry: Lucky, Adam, thank you for joining me. Today, Big Tasty wins the most coveted prize in AM radio.
Adam: You do realize these are virtually impossible to win, right?
Barry: Not when you invented a top-secret formula that guarantees me to be the 100th caller.
Adam: Seriously? How?
Barry: Two words, Math matics.
Radio Announcer: [v.o.] Just hit caller 85. So close.
Barry: It's 1.7 seconds per call, so if I multiply the amount of callers by the rate of calls, then I dial them up in exactly-
Radio Announcer: [v.o.] Dial right now! Don't wait another second!
Barry: 37 minutes.
Adam: Yeah, that's not right.
Radio Announcer: [v.o.] Just hit caller 90.
Adam: You should call right now!
Barry: You dare question my Texas Instruments?! It's from Texas. That's where NASA is, bro!

Coach Mellor: You see that boy right there? That's Ruben Amaro Jr., baseball star, recruited nationally and currently dominating seven of his peers with the sheer power of his rifle arm. And yet his chances of making it to the pros are almost zero.
Ruben Amaro, Jr: Wait, what?
Coach Mellor: If anybody can do it, it's you, Ruben.
Beverly: So if Rubin might not be a Philly, what's the best case for Barry here?
Coach Mellor: Best case? Barry uncorks a wild pitch and blinds a peanut vendor.