Dorothy: Kevin, what're you gonna do when you're out in the world competing with young men who have applied themselves? Like Ralph Zaldin. You know, the boy whose underpants you turned into a hat yesterday after school?
Kevin: Yeah, well, I'm sorry, Ms. Zbornak, but Ralph Zaldin's a geek.
Dorothy: Oh, a student pays attention, works hard, gets good grades. Does that make him a geek?
Kevin: No, that makes him a dork. A geek is more like, you know, somebody with no friends, stays home every Saturday night, nose always buried in a book.
Dorothy: [to Sophia] One word out of you and I cut off your supply of Metamucil.