Creed: Two grand huh? I know a guy who can turn that into eight hundred dollars. And it's me.

Creed: [playing guitar and singing] I saw a friend today. It had been a while. And we forgot each others names. But it didn't matter. ‘cause deep inside the feeling still remained the same... And all the faces that I know have that same familiar glow. I think I must have known them somewhere once before.

Phyllis: Hey, Jim, remember Flonkerton when you did Office Olympics? It was awesome.
Jim: Thanks, Phyl.
Creed: I still have my medal from that.
Angela: Do you even have a mattress?
Creed: No, but I still have my medal from that.

[Creed has jet-black hair]
Oscar: Creed?
Creed: Yes, sir?
Oscar: Everything okay?
Creed: Everything's cool, dude.
[aside to camera:]
Creed: I'm 30. Well, in November, I'll be 30.

Creed: [on the phone] Hiya, pumpkin. It's Creed. Say we're gonna ditch this bitch. You in?
Angela: No.
Creed: You out? [shouting] Pumpkin's out! Let's go, gang.

Creed: Thanks. Playing a little hooky from work today. Oh, my god.