Frankie: How are you doing, Sue?
Sue: There was a cousin clothes box out front, and Brick hid it in the laundry room! I'm sorry, Brick. I held out as long as I could. She asked me a direct question.
Brick: Oh, come on. I hate the cousins box. All the hand-me-downs smell like cat pee and beer.
Frankie: Have you even bothered to look in this? Well, I don't know what you're complaining about. There's a ton of good stuff in here.

Brick: Am I crazy or am I rocking this suit? I don't think I've ever seen myself look so sharp. Let's see who makes fun of me at school now. [walks off]
Mike: I'm gonna go with everybody.

Frankie: [v.o.] So Axl finally had a subject he was interested in finding a mystery girl he couldn't remember meeting at a party he couldn't remember going to a search that led him to the door of the fourth floor hottie.
Axl: Ooh, hey. Hi. Um, I don't know if you remember me-- Axl. Apparently, we, uh, danced last night. I may have given you my number. You may have, uh, used that number.
Girl #1: Oh, my God! It's second floor mirror dude!
Hutch: Not her.
Girl #1: Oh! I remember you! Susanna, Kelly, the second floor mirror dude is here!
Axl: Okay, I was wearing my skinny jeans, so I did not know it was me!

Frankie: Brick, are you warm enough?
Brick: Oh, definitely. An unexpected bonus of looking like a million bucks I've discovered that petroleum-based fabrics really hold in the heat.

Sue: Well, Hands Across Orson High was a ginormous success... if that success is measured by the inspiration it gave me to work harder.

Sue: Okay, so, Hands Across Orson High was not a complete success, but I've gone back to my original concept, which got me in to JP-LaMix-It-Up Mondays. What if the popular kids were forced to each lunch with the less-popular kids. Sprinkle in some D tablers with some A tablers, and we all end up C-pluses.
[cut to:]
Brian: Um, is this table 6?
Sue: Ooh, mm-hmm. You guys, this is Brian the guy who inspired this whole shebang. I am Sue Heck. The girl you sat on. The Ukrainian seat stealer.
Brian: Oh, hey.
Sue: Well, this is great, isn't it? Isn't this fun?
Courtney: Miss you!
Debbie: Miss you!
Sue: Look, it's totally natural for things to be a little awkward at first. So that's why I brought the conversation hat to help out. Ooh, good one. "Who's your best friend? Your Mom or your Dad?"

Frankie: [v.o.] So while Sue was busy trying to drum up a conversation, Axl would have been happy with just one word.
Axl: Excuse me. How would you pronounce this word?
Woman: I have mace.
[later:]
Axl: If you were really, really jealous, you'd be what with envy?
Woman: Green?
Axl: What? It's not orange?
[later:]
Hutch: [foreign accent] In my country, we call this "Ugaga." What you call here? You do not know? No? Okay.

Sue: I really had such high hopes for Mix-It-Up Mondays. Eh, I guess there's always gonna be an us and a them. I guess that's just the way it is.
Courtney: Brad, you want to come to the new brownie place with us? Deb says we have to hang 'cause you are hilarious!
Brad: Wow! Make new friends, but keep the old. See you tomorrow.
Carly: Oh! I got to go, too. I sat by the space mates yesterday, and they're not as nerdy as we thought. We're gonna go jump on the gym mats and act like we're in zero gravity.
Brian: Beep-beep! Molly, say hi to Ukraine.

Sue: Oh, hi, Darrin. Come in.
Darrin: Sorry it's taken me so long to get over here. I had a midterm. But the good news is I got a B-plus, so I should be able to fix your air conditioner now.
Sue: Okay. You know where it's at.

Axl: [groans] What am I gonna do, Kenny? Thoughts? Ideas? If you feel for me, just keep staring at your computer. Great. Thanks for the support.