1.18 "Weapons of Class Destruction"
Aired Apr 12, 2005
Leo: Any chance I'm ever gonna get to see the inside of your apartment?
Veronica: And what, exactly, are you hoping to see? Our good china, the screening room?
Leo: Wanted to get a really good long look at your bedroom ceiling.
Veronica: Wow! College girls must be easy.
Leo: This is my 'A' material. They swoon.
Veronica: Ah, the pretend-to-be-digging-in-the-fridge-rather-than-spying-on-your-daughter ploy. Bravo.
Keith: Veronica, we need to talk.
Veronica: He's a fine gentleman, pa. He'll come up with the dowry to marry me, just you wait.
Veronica: What? Who? Alicia? Wallace's mom?
Veronica: On the bright side, if our parents get hitched, we could have bunk beds and stay up all night talking.
Wallace: You're truly sick.
Veronica: I've always wanted a little brother I could dress up like a little doll.
Veronica: A fire drill story! Someone alert the Pulitzer Committee.
Veronica: So what's the skinny on the fire drills, Mr C.? Faulty hotplate in the faculty lounge?
Corny: Hey I was thinking of busting out of here. Maybe go to White Castle. Wanna come with?
Veronica: There's no White Castle in Neptune.
Corny: It's kind of an expression.
Wallace: Clemmons. He wants to see you in his office, by the way.
Veronica: He does? I'm beginning to think he has a crush on me.
Mrs Murphy: Who would like to compare the character of the three Karamazov brothers? I'd like to hear from someone who hasn't spoken today. Ben?
Ben: I didn't read it. I thought maybe I'd wait for the mini-series.
Wallace: Uh, he's not...groping her or anything, is he?
Veronica: No, but earlier I saw him cutting a hole in the bottom of his popcorn bucket.
Veronica: Wallace, wait, do me a favour and just wait a few weeks.
Wallace: I gotta say, Veronica. I'm getting a little tired of doing you favours.
Veronica: Yeah, everything important is password protected.
Mac: Like I really care who you have a crush on.
Veronica: Hey, last night, you said something. Am I really your best friend?
Wallace: Who else do you see in the running? Quit smiling at me.
Wallace: I got you Norris's file.
Veronica: You're saintly.
Wallace: I get the top bunk.
Veronica Voiceover: A girl must prioritise. Wallowing in the grief of betraying an ex-boyfriend or following the guy most likely to blow up Neptune High. Hell, give me a stick of gum to chew and I'll do all three at once.
Ben: I wanna show you something.
Veronica: Why can't we do it someplace public? Frappacino anyone, my treat?
Ben: Is it all right if he goes outside? I'd like to talk to you.
Logan: Dream on, Jump Street. I'm not leaving you alone with her.
She's cutting off her hair again says "This is all of me."
After all, well, isn't this just a momentary thing.
It's not like it's permanent or any heavy thing.
Norris: My parents are a little nosy.
Veronica: It's probably more effective than the "Mind Your Own Beeswax" sign I have on my door. Although it does have a picture of an angry kitty on it.
Norris: So, this is my weapon collection.
Veronica: You must feel really safe at night, when the dragons come.
Veronica Voiceover: Huh. That was easy. I think it, it happens.
Veronica: Detention? Me? I think not, Mr Clemmons. Try filling out that form left handed.
Mac: What did you ever do before you met me?
Veronica: Ever see the first ten minutes of "2001: A Space Odyssey"? It was a lot like that.
Veronica: Mac, if you were planning the Apocalypse on a Friday, would you ask someone out on a date for that weekend?
Mac: Me? That's the only way I'd ask someone out.
Wallace: In case you were wondering, Mr Clemmons? Not pleased.
Veronica: I've lost sleep over it.
Wallace: Did you have to mention Norris's school records? Someone could have put two and two together.
Veronica: They will have to really speak sharply to me before I reveal my sources.
Veronica: Okay buckaroos, we're burning daylight in here. We need stories. Who's got something?