The Gang Gets a New Member

Charlie:butt, butt, butt...Open up the time capsule

Mac:I could watch him do that for hours

Dennis:Gregg Jeffries baseball card - 'Future All-Star, future All-Star'

Mac:It wasn't valuable then

Dee's letter to future self about Hollywood success with enclosed million dollar check

Frank:It's the fattening

Frank:Who's this jag-off?

Mac:You pushed him out of a moving car and yelled 'You're out of the gang!'

Dennis:Now, in hindsight, that does seem a little rash

Mrs. Schmidt:he's dead

Schmidty:What's up bitches?

Schmidty:He made me say it

Mrs. Schmidt:I made you say it, listen to you, mom

Charlie:Not that little, you know? Regular size. Maybe he, but... Not anymore.

Charlie:I tacked on mass, muscle mass

Mac:Who's this old son of a bitch?

Mac:Don't kiss him

Schmidty:Get on your knees and ask

Schmidty:Show some humility

Schmidty:I'm kidding

Schmidty:Come on, guys, have some dignity

Dr. Myers:I was drinking a lot back then, so if I did anything inappropriate...

Dee:May you rot in hell, you retched beast! That's what the villagers screamed at you

Dr. Myers:You were such a hideous delight in that show.

Dr. Myers:You were such a hideous delight in that show

Dr. Myers:No my dear, you must give up. You must. It's far too late for you

The countdown pressure into accepting the teaching job

Schmidty:Yeah, well, I mean, it's the MS that's really lame

Mac:Kind of a downer, that story, though

Frank:I am. I'm his living situation

Charlie:Yeah, we share a bed

Night Crawlers discussion and blanket strategy

Charlie:You take a piece of dirt.

Frank:Exactly, you can use it as a force field, or as a roaming base.

Charlie's embarrassing butt dance performance

Charlie:It is either him, or it is me.

Mac:Him.

Dennis:Yeah. I was going to say him, too.

Charlie:It is either him, or it is me

Dennis:Him

Mac:Yeah

Frank:I was going to say him, too

Dee:You-you may not have seen all of them or any of them.

Student:Yeah, said the turkey

Dr. Myers:You can, uh, read, pull out your phones, whatever. They do love their phones.

Dr. Myers:My enthusiasm in those days was fueled entirely by the alcohol

What's going on? You guys are gonna try and bang me afterwards or something?

Sterling silver clover ring ceremony

Schmidty:Why don't you just order what you want?

Mac:Uh, well, Dennis kind of has the best palate.

Dennis:Yeah, I have the most refined palate, Schmidty.

Dennis:Well, it's 'cause it's not a shrimp, Frank; it's a prawn.

Frank:Yeah, and I don't like prawns, so I eat around them.

Mac:I hate salad

Dennis:You hate salad? Where is this coming from?

Mac:Dennis, I hate salad.

Dennis:You hate salad? Where is this coming from?

Charlie:Bruce Jenner photo as résumé

Charlie:I'll swallow this eraser whole to prove my dedication to janitorial work.

Charlie:Well, I'm asking you if it's edible because it certainly smells of grapes.

Schmidty:What's crappenin', fellas?

Schmidty not wearing the ring and being late

Mac:Yeah, the Mafia, the Freemasons, the White House.

Dennis:The White House, they do it.

Mac:Mac's failed ceremonial roundhouse kick to the bell

Mac:Uh-oh, whiff! I just missed that.

Schmidty:Dude, you're not even close.

Schmidty:What are you doing, trying to push me out of a moving car again?

Dennis:Give me back the ring, all right? 'Cause you don't deserve it!

Mac:Get out of here! You're out of the gang, Schmidty!

Dee:Rise and shine, dickwad

Dee:Rise and shine, dickwad. This is a great teacher, but he is wasted on you.

Students · Dee:Students leaving when given the option

Dee:You get out of here, you stupid idiot.

Student:Hey, you want to go to the mall?

Dee:♪ My face composed of rotten flesh, roar, roar! A hideous beast with deadly clutch, roar, roar! Another's heart beats in my chest I'll never know a woman's touch... Roar! ♪

Dr. Myers:Oh, whoops. That's not... I am shattered to pieces! No, I'm not acting, you bitch! I think I've broke my hip.

Mac:And, uh, we pushed him out of a moving car for you.

Charlie:I'm content with being a janitor and refusing to rejoin the gang