Please, it’s a secret underground landfill accessible only to garbage men… and the Mole People who live there.
I used to be one of them, but then I decided to join the surface dwellers and find my queen.
-“BB”-
Where’s my dollar?
It’s wrinkled. It’s worthless.
My new sheets from the Under A Dollar store feel so luxurious. Like maybe they could cost over a dollar. Maybe even two or three.
I bought these Star Wars sheets, but they turned out to be much too stimulating to be compatible to a good night’s sleep. I don’t like the way Darth Vader stares at me.
Just a little insomnia, but I’m not gonna lose any sleep over it.
[Jessie is taking caffeine pills ] Those pills are dangerous.
Yeah, well, so’s geometry!
My physics versus your geometry.
Oh! The Humanities!
This is my home room. You’ll speak as I like. I teach English. Now, if that’s a foreign language, you’re going to learn it.
[June is trying to make Chuey’s mother feel welcome, in spite of their language barrier ] Won’t you sit down? No, sit down. La mesa.
Come on, Squanchy, you know any place is a good place for you to squanch.
You can ask a lot of questions about the world and your place in it.
I always know where I belong, Alexis. But that’s the ladies’ room. Are you lost?
I’m not lost anymore.
Oh, I’m sorry, Mags. I lost the kid in the sun.
I should have seen this coming. As a cop, as a mother, should have seen this coming.
I know you’re nervous about talking to a cop, which I totally get, but rest assured, I’m one of the good ones.
I’ve seen all of the Police Academy movies.
There are over five thousand men in this city who know that being a policeman is an endless, glamorless, thankless job that’s gotta be done. I know it, too. And I’m damned glad to be one of them.
All we want are the facts, ma’am.