Cory: Well, with mono, you never know exactly.
Topanga: You have mono? As in the kissing disease?
Cory: I beleive that's the one.
Topanga: Cory Matthews, WHO have you kissed?!
Cory: I-I feel so light-headed...Topanga, is that you?
Topanga: Cut that out!
Cory: Must sleep...don't know for how long...auntie Em! Auntie Em!
Topanga: This is NOT over.
Cory: There's no place like home! There's no place like home! Click! Click! Click!
Topanga: (storms out, slams door)
Cory: That was fun.
(Mr.Feeny is hanging posters)
Mr. Turner: Y'know, George, you'd think that a man of your stature would be able to find some underling to help you with this brainless grunt work.
Mr. Feeny: (handing posters to Turner) There you are, Mr. Turner. Make me proud.
Mr. Turner: Oh, man, how'd I not see that coming?
Eric: Hey, girls.
Cory: Eric, not now, okay? Anytime but now.
Eric: Why, because you got dumped twice?
Shawn: Three times.
Eric: Wow!
Cory: I don't see you with YOUR date.
Shawn:Yeah, where's Jaqueline?
Eric: Funny thing. Her old boyfriend came into town. Turns out things aren't over between them. She hopes I'll understand.
Cory: -do you?
Eric: Oh, yeah. Completely relaxed about the whole situation.
Random Guy with a Camera: Hi, want a picture to remember the dance?
Eric: DROP DEAD!
Cory: What was that all about? I thought she was "the one"?
Shawn: Ah, I panicked. I can't decide.
Cory: Fine, you know what? You take Stacy, I'll take Linda.
Shawn: No, I want Linda.
Cory: Fine, I'll take Stacy.
Shawn: Noo!
Cory: Shawn, you're being greedy.
Shawn: No I'm not!
Cory: Fine. I'll go out with Debbie.
Shawn: I want to go out with Debbie!
Cory: There IS NO Debbie!
Shawn: Somewhere there's a Debbie..
Cory: Y'know, I miss Linda already.
Shawn: I miss Stacy. And Linda.
Cory: And Debbie?
Shawn: And Debbie.
Cory: THERE IS NO DEBBIE!
Shawn: Well...then how come I miss her so much?
Cory: Because you're nuts?
Joey: "Poetry's about complex human emotion like uh, you know, whatever."
Harley: "What? You don't think I'm a sensitive guy? I should slap you around for that."
Jason: "You hold in your hand a subliminal skate-in-your-sleep-tape."
Eric: "But I don't want to skate in my sleep."