Jane Marsh: Well, here's the thing. You just gotta hang in there, baby.
Sue: Oh, my God. W-- I totally have that poster in my room.
Jane Marsh: The one that came with "Believe In Yourself," with the...
Sue: Sun shining over the water?
Jane Marsh: Yeah.
Sue: Yes! That one's in my locker.
Jane Marsh: Mine's on my mirror. Listen, your past never has to define you. Yesterday's gone. Today's almost over, so...
Sue: Hang on. Hang on. I want to write this down.
Jane Marsh: So who do you want you to be tomorrow? That, my friend, is totally up to you.
Sue: Thank you, Ms. Marsh. That was really good guidance.
Jane Marsh: Oh. Sue, uh, would you like some, uh, positive affirmation stickers to take with you?
Sue: Would I? [giggles]

Frankie: Yeah. Oh. This is nice. I barely know you're here.
Mike: It's like I'm in bed alone.
Frankie: Mm. I like that it's not too springy. He's up and down all night to pee, and it's hard not to feel 6 1/2 feet of husband getting out of bed, you know?
Mike: Frankie.
Frankie: What?
Mike: He doesn't need to know everything.
Frankie: He's a bed expert, Mike. We have to give him all the facts so he can help us pick out the right bed. Jeez, it's like the time you wouldn't tell the doctor about...
Mike: Would you please?

Sue: You may have all noticed I'm not responding to "Sue." That's because my name is no longer "Sue."
Frankie: Mike, you wanna take this?
Sue: I just feel like my name doesn't really define me or who I want to be tomorrow, so that's why I've decided to change my name... To "Suki."
Axl: So you want to be made fun of more?
Sue: Think about it. Of course no teacher is gonna remember someone named "Sue," but they're gonna remember "Suki," like when they're looking at a sea of names of who to cast in a play or put on a team. What name jumps out at you? "Suki"!

Frankie: Why won't you ask for help?
Mike: Okay. I'm asking for help now. Hand me the 5/8ths wrench.
Frankie: This one?
Mike: What? The 5/8ths!
Frankie: Okay. What, this one?
Mike: 5/8ths.
Frankie: I heard you! I don't know which one that is!
Mike: It's the one on the right. The right. The right. The right. The right.

Frankie: I'm dialing. I'm doing it. I'm doing it right now.
Mike: Frankie, hang up that phone.
Frankie: Nope. You had your chance... And I am not-- Aah!
Mike: Give me that phone!
Frankie: No! This has gone on long enough!
Mike: We don't need anybody else knowing our business!
[After Frankie locks herself in their bathroom with the phone, she returns a moment later.]
Frankie: The wait time is 6 hours and 52 minutes. You got lucky.

Frankie: [v.o.] Despite all the differences between Sue and Suki, they had one glaring similarity. They were both Sue.
Sue: Excuse me, Ms. Lambert. Um, if you don't mind, from now on, I would like to be called "Suki."
Ms. Lambert: Well, of course. Class, I'd like to introduce our new foreign exchange student Suki.
Sue: No. I'm not-
Ms. Lambert: Take a seat. That desk over there is free.
Sue: I know. It's free 'cause I just got out of it to come talk to you.
Ms. Lambert: Your English is very good, Suki. We look forward to learning about your country.

Sue: Uh, hi. I just wanted to let you guys know that from now on, you can call me "Suki."
Debbie: I'm sorry. What? You have Suki?
Courtney: Oh, my God. I've heard of that. It's a disease you get from hanging out with pigs or birds.
Sue: No. No, no, no.
Debbie: Uh, I I'm sorry. We're cheerleaders, and people count on us to look good, so we cannot afford to get sick.
Sue: Oh, but-
Courtney: Did she touch you?
Debbie: Maybe we should go to the nurse.

[When Sue walks into the guidance counselor's office, Jane is using hand sanitizer]
Jane Marsh: Hi, Sue.
Sue: Hi, Ms. Marsh. I'm so confused. I tried what you said about being whoever I wanted to be. I changed my name to Suki. I changed my hair. I wrote right-handed, but it only made things worse. I went from being invisible to being mistaken for an Asian flu.
Jane Marsh: Sue, I never meant for you to change who you are.
Sue: Look, I don't expect you to get it. You're, like, this big-time guidance counselor.
Jane Marsh: [chuckles] You think I got nothing to worry about? My office is in the basement. No one knows I'm here, not even the other teachers. And my parking space It's labeled "Guid Coun/Visitor," and if there's a visitor, I'm parking on the street... But that's just life, Sue. Me and you... We rise above it, and do you know why I don't worry about you?
Sue: Why?
Jane Marsh: Because you're unique.
Sue: I am? 'cause, you know, I always thought so, but it seems like other people aren't really catchin' on.
Jane Marsh: High school is just not designed for unique people, Sue.
Sue: I was starting to suspect that. Well, okay. You know, maybe I'll be in the yearbook next year.
Jane Marsh: You really care that much about being in the yearbook?
Sue: I really do.
Jane Marsh: Then let's go put a boot in someone's... [whispers] behind... and get it done.

Frankie: I love it.
Mike: You don't love it. Your head's in a box.
Frankie: Well... I-I don't think you put it together right.
Mike: Hey, I put it together right. I put it together right twice.
Frankie: Did you? Well, we'll never know, 'cause you wouldn't ask Sanjit for help.
Mike: I told you, I don't need help. Ow! Admit it, Frankie. This bed is dumb. We should have kept the old one.
Frankie: Well, I'm sorry for trying to improve our lives and turn our bedroom into a sanctuary.
Mike: "Sanctuary"? Do you know where you live? That word took one look at our house and ran.

Jane Marsh: Ms. Bratton, I want to talk to you about the yearbook photos and this young girl-
Mr. Farrar: Uh, oh, you know, I'm sorry, but, uh, we're just getting ready to celebrate Colleen's birthday... Yeah. The new algebra sub.
Jane Marsh: Are you kidding me? The sub gets a birthday cake? I've been here 17 years. I never got a cake.
Mr. Farrar: Who are you again?
Jane Marsh: I'm the guidance counselor! And just because I'm only here on Tuesdays and Thursdays due to budget cutbacks does not mean I'm not an important part of this school's community, so from now on, I demand respect. I want a bigger, closer parking spot that has my name on it, and I want a cake for my birthday, which happens to be November 13th, just FYI, and I want all of you to start learning my name, because down at the bottom of that spooky old basement hallway sits a woman, and her name is Jane Marsh!
[After Jane holds up the underside of tray she brings the lemon bars in on, the staff tilt their heads. Jane realizes the label is upside down, so she rotates the tray. Jane and Sue leave the faculty lounge.]
Jane Marsh: Wow. That felt really good. Oh. Right. You. [returns to the faculty lounge] And this girl is going to be in the yearbook.
Ms. Bratton: It's gone to press.
Jane Marsh: Then un-press it.