Sandy Armwood: This isn't about handing out certificates and sending you on your way. This is about changing lives one tooth at a time. Now I'm going to be talking about this-
Frankie: [enters] Hi. Oh, sorry. Hi. [laughs] Frankie Heck. I am so sorry. I was a little nervous. First day, you know, and my husband turned off the water, so I had to stop at the karate place to go... Well, that was too much information. [laughs]
Sandy Armwood: Well, you are one brave puppy coming into my class late, Frankie Heck. As the rest of your classmates already know, I'm Sandy Armwood, a thorough dental educator, according to a recent Yelp review. Now dental assisting is not pretty. There is going to be spit. There's going to be blood. There's going to be serious gag reflexes. If you don't think you're up for it, if it scares you people, there's the door.
Frankie: [blows raspberry] I'm not scared. I'm a mom! [high-pitched laugh]
Sandy Armwood: All right, then, let's get out our notebooks. Because it is my honor - no, it is my duty, to share my knowledge with you.
[As Frankie pulls out a pad and pen, everyone else opens their laptops]

Brick: Sue! Hang on. I saw this exact safe on Storage Wars. And when they opened it up, there was a ton of money inside.
Sue: No, Brick. We gotta quit while we're ahead, like the smart ones do on Deal Or No Deal.
Brick: Look, $40 isn't gonna change Mom's life. But $40,000 could. There might be pirate doubloons in there. What do you say, Sue? Do you wanna let it ride?
Sue: [squeals] Okay. Let it ride!

Cassidy: Okay, backpack boy. Let's do this.
Axl: Yeah, before we dive in, I wanna be clear about my goals here. All right, I don't want to get too smart, just smart enough to get into college.
Cassidy: I think we're safe there. You ready to start? Or do you need me to blow a whistle?
Axl: Wow. You're making fun of me for being an awesome athlete. Ouch. No cracks about my thick, shiny hair, or I'll cry out of my piercing blue eyes.
Cassidy: Boy, you sure do love yourself some you, don't you?

Axl: Look, I'm not sure I get why you're hating on me so bad 'cause I play sports. I don't think you realize what a public service we do for this school. We're, like, totally responsible for, like, all the caring, and all the trophies, and all the coolness and stuff.
Cassidy: Oh, my God. All the coolness and stuff is you? Thanks so much.
Axl: You always this much fun?
Cassidy: I'll have fun next year at college, which you don't have a prayer of getting into unless you open that book.
Axl: So, what, are you already accepted into... [haughty voice] Harvard or something?
Cassidy: Vassar, actually.
Axl: [laughs] Vassar? It has "ass" in it.
Cassidy: Wow. I feel sorry for you. Your whole identity is this tiny locker room world you think you're king of. And now you're injured and you're scared, so you're putting up an imperious facade and overcompensating for your insecurity.
Axl: Okay, if you're trying to insult me, you're gonna have to use smaller words.

Cassidy: So your score of 0 out of 20 on the quiz makes it pretty clear that you read nothing about the Bay Of Pigs invasion.
Axl: Well, in my defense, I was totally sitting down to read this, when the guys called me and invited me to the lake. [laughs] Everyone was there. And PS, awesomeness ensued. Why didn't you go?
Cassidy: See, this is why I hate high school. All everyone does is go to lame parties. And for your information, I had to study. And so should you. You have a test tomorrow.
Axl: No. The teacher said yesterday it was the day after tomorrow.
Cassidy: Wow. God does not give with both hands.
Axl: And that means what?
Cassidy: It means attractive people are usually not that bright.
Axl: You think I'm attractive?
Cassidy: I didn't mean it that way. Okay, um, so where was I? The Bay Of Pigs. Right. It's important 'cause, um, it was a crucial moment in history. I mean, those three days were fraught with confusion and tension. JFK had only been in office a couple of months. He barely knew what he was doing, and yet he knew he had to take bold action. He deployed-
Axl: [leans across the table and kisses Cassidy] How you like high school now? [clicks tongue]
Cassidy: Seriously? Oh, my God. I have to go.
Axl: What? Oh... you were vibing me all these signals, and you were saying how you never go to parties, and you were talking about tension and deployment and stuff. What was I supposed to do?

Frankie: [v.o.] So I'd gotten off to a bad start with my teacher. But if there's one thing I'd learned from working at Ehlert's, it was the fine art of sucking up.
Frankie: Hi. I know. Late again. What are the odds? But I made you some snickerdoodles.
Sandy Armwood: Oh. [chuckles] Look, everybody. Gingivitis on a plate. You know what those cookies tell me, Frankie? You do not respect the tooth.
Frankie: Oh, I do. I completely respect the tooth, so, so much.
Sandy Armwood: Ah. Well, good to hear it. And since you're not in your seat, why don't you take this one right here? Attagirl. There we go. Going down. Okay.
Frankie: Well, you know what? I think it would be better-
Sandy Armwood: Wowzers! You have some seriously, seriously inflamed gums.
Frankie: Really?
Sandy Armwood: I see you had a couple of those cookies in the car, too, huh? Everybody, gather around! This is an excellent example of the oral carelessness we've been discussing today. Now I want everyone to reach in there and feel that frenum.

Frankie: Axl, I can't. I have a huge anatomy test tomorrow.
Axl: Uh, hello! You're always telling me to ask you for help, and now I'm saying I need help, and you won't? This is so typical.
Frankie: You don't understand. My teacher's mean and she hates me.
Axl: That's what I tell you all the time! And you tell me, "I'm sure she has a good heart. She's just trying to make you be your best."
Frankie: Ugh. How do you live with me if I say things like that? Shut up, Frankie.

Mike: Seven layers of the tooth. Go.
Frankie: I don't know. Oh, my God, what made me think I could do this? I'm too old. My brain is mush. [pills rattle] It doesn't hold new thoughts anymore.
Axl: Hey. Over here.
Frankie: Oh, you have a headache, too?
Mike: Will you two man up? I've had a headache for ten years. You don't see me whining.

Frankie: I don't know. I just don't know. Let me just close my eyes for ten minutes, and I'll have the answer.
Mike: Come on, Frankie. What's with you? Suck it up! I know you're tired, but you got a long way to go here.
Axl: I'm just so tired. [falls asleep]
Mike: Wait, wait, wait. Frankie, is this what you took?
Frankie: Yeah.
Mike: It's Tylenol PM. PM. That's why it's got the moon and the stars on it. It's the kind that makes you go to sleep.
Axl: What? Oh, my God. My mother drugged me? And I have a test tomorrow on... I have no idea what I have a test tomorrow on.
Frankie: [moans] Look, I'm all right, Mike. Just ask Rascal his questions first, and I'll just rest my eyes.

Mike: Okay, Frankie, tell me what you know about root canals. Other than they're probably more fun than this night is for me.
Frankie: The root canals... in Venice are supposed to be so pretty. We should go there. Ah, we'll never go there.