- Silas: Peace.
- Bart: Peace is meant to explain a state of tranquility. Ok? So why don't you try finding a way to say goodbye, now that you're among civilized people.
- Silas: Well, Mr. Civilized, peace can also be used interjectionally, as a request, greeting or farewell. So, try to find another way to be an asshole, if you don't know your, grammar, that is. Peace.
- Baby Powder: And i'm gonna tell you something, this pimpin' that I got in my blood, it came from a family tree. My granddaddy was a pimp. My great-great-great-granddaddy was a pimp. I'm talking 'bout pimpin' since been pimpin' since been pimpin'!
- Silas: This class is fucking boring I'm out of here.
- Dean Carl Cain: Uh, excuse me did I hear you say something?
- Silas: With all do respect sir, suck my dick.
- Jeffery: No sir, I'm not saying anything. It's... it's these guys.
- Silas: You're an asshole.
- Dean Carl Cain: Did you just call me an asshole?
- Jamal: No I said idiot.
- Dean Carl Cain: An idiot.
- Jeffery: No sir, no sir, I...
- Dean Carl Cain: What did you say?
- Jeffery: I said that this school has nice halls.
- Dean Carl Cain: This is not funny.
- Silas: You couldn't teach your way out of kindergarten class, dean.
- Dean Carl Cain: I think we had enough interruptions for today. I think you should leave.
- Jeffery: Sir...
- [gets ready to walk out of the class]
- Silas: This would have never happened if I were black.
- [class laughs]
- Silas: Midgets... dwarves... motherfucking unicorns... they don't want to see the black man make it.
- Baby Powder: We gotta get out there and find my bitches!
- Baby Wipe: Powder, can't we just call them employees?
- Ivory - Ghost: I'm taking you off my buddy list bitch! I hope you get a virus! You and your computer!
- Field of Dreams Guy: Damn, I'm hungrier than four dudes!
- PCC Agent: And I'm hungrier than five!
- Field of Dreams Guy: Well who are you, jack, and what you doin' in my house?
- PCC Agent: I'm the spokesperson for Pork-Chops-O-Chunky. Whether you're black or a honkey, you'll love Pork-Chops-O-Chunky!
- Field of Dreams Guy: Damn, that's Funky!
- Silas: [to Lauren] I loves Ben Franklin girl, and I can listen to you talk about his stinkin' ass all day long.
- Baby Powder: Now here I've got a twenty dollar money order...
- Hella Back: Twenty Dollars!
- End Table Ass: Money Order!
- Baby Powder: ...that you two bitches can split!
- Bart: [Jamal is rowing pathetically] What are you doing, Hip-hop hooray? Paddle! Paddle like a man, shoot the J, get jiggy with it... somethin'!
- Mamma King: [Mamma King appears in the sky] Jamal! What is ya ass doin' rowin' a boat? You're supposed to be in class.
- Bart: Who the hell is that woman in the sky?
- Jamal: I don't know.
- Mamma King: What's the matter, you've been smokin' too much ganja, huh?
- Spectator: [noticing her] It's so huge!
- Mamma King: Well, I guess you might as well come back home and live with me!
- Jamal: [Throws his hands up and stops rowing] OH HELL NO! Shit.
- Mamma King: Did you curse at me?
- Jamal: [Jamal starts paddling as hard as he can]
- [to Bart]
- Jamal: Row, motherfucker, ROW!