Dean: I'm a genius.
Cory: You haven't said that in three days. I was starting to worry.
Dean: I got Broderick's yearbook first, so now I'm just gonna sign "Love, Dean" in it. Then it'll feel the same as how I wrote in Keisa's. Problem solved.
Cory: You know what? In that ridiculous little third-wheel relationship you got going on, that actually makes sense.
Adult Dean: Not only was I solving my problem, I also found myself putting in words how much my friendship with Broderick actually meant to me. I mean, it wasn't at "Me and Cory" level, but he'd definitely jumped to the top of my "If Anything Happens to Cory" list.
Dean: "Love, Dean." My best work yet.

Keisa: [siren wailing] That's the tornado warning.
Dean: 'Kay, uh...
Keisa: We should just stay here.
Dean: Uh... 'Kay. [wailing continues] [rattling] [thunder crashes]
Both: One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three... [wind rushing] [thunder crashes] [wind rushing]
Dean: It's really close. [sighs]
Keisa: Can I talk to you about the yearbooks?
Dean: On second thought, uh, I got my running shoes on. I think I'mma just run to the main building.
Keisa: Dean, don't be stupid.

Keisa: I'm sorry I haven't signed your yearbook yet. It's just... I don't know how to tell you... my parents are sending me to Oklahoma for the summer.
Dean: Wait. What?
Keisa: Broderick is really upset. I mean, I know he's gonna get a new girlfriend while I'm gone. After all, he's in high school next year. [sighs]
Dean: I thought you guys were mad at me.
Keisa: Why would we be mad at you?
Dean: 'Cause of what I wrote in your yearbook. You know, the "Love you." [Keisa sighs] All my friends said that it's weird that I'm friends with you and Broderick, and I thought it would be weirder if I put "Love you" in it.
Keisa: They're right. It would be weird if they did it. But not you.
Dean: Why's that?
Keisa: 'Cause most boys aren't as sweet as you, Dean. Unless "Love you" meant "I love you." Like "Love" love.
Dean: Ah, yeah. Love "love." I mean, yuck. [laughs]