Daria : You didn't make him die.

Jane : You're not the misery chick.

Daria : Allright then.

Jane : Allright then.

Trent : I need to ask you something.

Daria : Me?

Trent : Yeah, you.

Trent : If you lived here, you'd be home by now.

Daria : And bored out of your mind.

Trent : (laughing) Good one Daria.

Jane : Then how come you're so damn chipper?

Trent : Scary about Tommy Sherman.

Daria : Yeah, you knew him right?

Trent : We had a couple of classes together, I mean, we didn't see him much. You know, he didn't show up too often.

Daria : Not like you, huh?

Trent : I guess I might had missed few classes, now that you mention it.

Trent : A high school party? Please. Don't you think I'm a little mature for that?

Daria : Go get 'em, tiger.

Daria : The confinement has desperate, if I don't get out, I'm affraid I'll do something CRAZY.

Daria : There is no sadder sight on this earth, than a football player trying to think.

TV : Can monkeys surf the net and corrupt our kids? Chimpanzee chat rooms, next, on Sick Sad World.

Daria : If you don't mind, I'm gonna crowl back into myself for a while.

Daria : This is going to depress me, isn't it?

Daria : I don't think this is a good idea.

Daria : Allright, lets not get paniced, we're going to look at the situation calmly and objectively.

Daria : Oh oh.

Trent : Know Daria, sometimes it's hard to believe you're in highschool.

Daria : I find the situation unbelievable myself.

Trent : You're pretty cool.

Daria : Thanks.

Jane : I don't like the sound of that.

Daria : Don't worry, I don't have low self-esteem, it's a mistake. I have low esteem for everyone else.

Jane : I like having low self-esteem, makes me feel special.

Daria : Excuse me?

Trent : Eyes on the prize man, eyes on the prize.

Jane : How many fingers?

Daria : I've got one for you.

Jane : I think Trent's band might have an opening for a flygirl.

Daria : I think I might have an opening for a new friend.

Tattoo artist : I can't concentrate if you keep shaking.

Trent : I'll help you through this Daria, here.

Daria : Umm, what's that?

Trent : That's my hand, give me yours.It's pretty clean Daria.

Daria : No, I, umm, sorry.

Trent : The best thing to do is not think about it, then it won't hurt.

Daria : It doesn't hurt.

Trent : Huh?

Daria : What?

Trent : Daria?

Trent : Hey Daria.

Daria : (thinking) - Can't speak, must speak.

Hey.

Daria : I'm not going to pierce my bellybutton, it never did anything to me.

Trent : Daria, it would look really hot.

Trent : And you call yourself a musician?

Jesse : No, I call myself an interpretor of sound.

Daria : I just got blown-off by a guy I didn't even go after.

Jane : You should find a safe legal alternative to killing him.

Trent : You'd look good in that.

Daria : Umm, uh, thanks.

Jane : I hate to tell you this but there's a big greasy spot of peanut-buttery goodness on your butt.

Daria : Of course there is.

Daria : You did it? I'm... pierced?

Trent : Yup.

Trent : Uh, who are you?

Jane : You remember Quinn, Daria's sister.

Trent : Oh yeah, Daria's sister.

Quinn : Excuse me, I have a name.

Trent : Right, Daria's sister.

Jane : Daria, you did something stupid for a guy. Gee, you may join the human race after all.

Jane : So you did go out with Trent.

Daria : Shopping for your birthday present. Oops, he wanted to surprise you.

Jane : And you got me a hole in your navel, that is a surprise.

Trent : Would it help if we spell our name with 2 Y's?

Daria : (thinking) And I'll spell my name D-A-R-Y-A, and be crowned miss America.

It might.

Brittany : You, you... weasel !!!!

Brittany : Yeah, babe.

Quinn : Totaly humiliating.

Quinn : Why do I bother talking to you???

Helen : Hellooooooo...

Jake : There she is, miss american bookworm.

Kevin : Oh, maaan!

Kevin : Got any, like, words of wisdom or whatever?

Sandi : Excuse me? Are you saying we're shallow?

Tiffany : You're supposted to date jocks, not be one.

Stacy : If only you were popular enough to understand...

Upchuck : Urrrrr, feisty...

Upchuck : Va Va Va Vooooom!