Mr. Feeny: How do you intend to drive to Hawaii?
Eric: I'm gonna drive until they start speaking Chinese, then hang a U-ey.
Eric: (On his graduation) I really don't think I could have done this without everyone in this room believing in me. That's why this diploma, which signifies my intelligence, belongs as much to you as it does to...I.
Mr. Feeny: Me.
Eric: I included you.
Mr. Feeny: Oh dear.