David: My dad always taught me that beautiful women like to be told that their smart, smart women like to be told that their beautiful.
Donna: So what am I?
David: You're smart ... and beautiful.
Steve: Andrea, this is California. Blondes are like the state flower or something.
Dylan: Look it was you two that gave me that dumb ultimatum. You said choose. I chose, and I chose you.
Brenda: (to Kelly and Dylan) Look I hate you both. Never talk to me again.