The CW Quotes
Cheryl: I’d like us to find a way to work together in blissful harmony.
Ms. Appleyard: Cheryl, I’m the coach, you’re the athlete. The power structure couldn’t be clearer. As for your muffins, could I suggest a little less time baking and a little more time in the weight room?
Cheryl: My body is perfection, you crone! And you may be the coach, but I think you’ll find that the Vixens are mine. Forevermore.
Brett: Save your tears! No is watching.
Brett: You got your wish, Ponytail. Forsythe isn’t going to Yale. So, I guess it’ll just be you and me in New Haven.
[Brett leaves and Betty slams Jughead’s picture in the box]
Reggie: Stonewall sucks! The only reason why they’re undefeated is because they play dirty.
Reggie: Every team that’s gone up against them has suffered some major injury.
Betty: What do you mean?
Reggie: I mean, they don’t play to win. They play to hurt.
Cheryl: Look, I’m not sure what Honey told you, but we don’t need a coach. I run the show around here. Howevs, we are looking for a laundrywoman.
Ms. Appleyard: From now on, we’re going to change things up. The Vixens are a cheer squad, so we’ll be focusing on cheers, not signing and dancing to pop songs. Now, gather the rest of the girls and meet me out on the field, so we can practice some drills. Okay?
Cheryl: I’m sorry. Am I hallucinating or did you just give me an order?!
Ms. Appleyard: I led my last team to Nationals three years in a row. I think I know what I’m doing here.
T.C.: Black Lightning! Thunder! Oh, man!
Gambi: You shouldn’t be in here.
T.C.: Your system wanted to show it to me.
Gambi: It likes you better than me.
T.C.: No. Nah uh. It loves you.
Anissa: I need to lead this. Black Lightning is not the face of this resistance.
Jefferson: Who said it was?
Anissa: You did. The moment you came in and just took over. Now, I know you’ve done this a million times, but I am running this.
Jefferson: I didn’t just take over. Henderson asked for my advice and I gave it.
Anissa: Well, I have everything under control until you came in with your “male privilege” and pushed me aside.
Jefferson: Male privilege? What are you talking about? I’m your father. This isn’t about you.
Anissa: Yes, this is about me.
Jefferson: No! If you get this wrong, people die.
Anissa: Yes, Dad, I know that! And I also know that this is hard for you but I’m so much more than just your daughter and Thunder, and you need to see that. I am a leader and I can handle myself.
Lynn: My side effects are increasing. Hallucinations, agitations, sweats, dry mouth. I’m going to tweak the dosage and see…
[Lynn drops the vials and it breaks]
Lynn: No! Dammit! Look what you made me do, little girl! That was all I had! That was all I had!!! [Sobbing]
Jefferson: This is going to be hard to believe. Jenn and I were in alternate dimensions.
Gambi: What? How?! [Laughs] When?
Jefferson: We just got back.
Gambi: I have no memory of you being gone.
Jefferson: Right, that’s because there’s no longer any multi-dimensions. Each world, each dimension was wiped out one-by-one until there was nothing left. And then one world, one dimension, was created. We don’t have time to get into this right now because Jenn wants to kill Odell.
Mrs. Burble: Ms. Smith, Betty’s education, her relationship, her behavior, I think those thinks make you afraid. Afraid that Betty is growing; that may even be why you gave away her college money. Because if you can control her, you can hold onto her childhood just a little bit longer. Does that sound about right?
Alice: It’s just I’ve already lost two children. First Charles, then Polly, and now Betty. Growing up, leaving for college, moving out, moving on … it just feels like I’m losing you too.
Betty: Mom, that’s what happens. Kids grow up and they leave; I can’t be your only hope.
Alice: But I love you.
Betty: I love you too, but that’s not an apology. That does not justify the horrible, unhealthy things that you have done. How you keep suffocating me. And why me? Why are you doing these things to me?
Alice: Because I love you.
Betty: But you love Polly too! She’s in an asylum. She needs you; she needs your help. So, why can’t you do this to her?
Alice: Because I love you more! I love you most!
[Alice is shocked and runs away from the therapy session]
Mrs. Burble: Are you jealous of your sister?
Veronica: Absolutely not! She can have him; they deserve each other.
Mrs. Burble: Yet, I’m sensing animosity?
Veronica: Sensing?! I despise that man! I want nothing to do with him.
Mrs. Burble: But you willing live at home.
Veronica: Well, yes, but…
Mrs. Burble: You obediently come when he calls you. Veronica, I don’t think this is hate, it’s obsession. You and your father are obsessed with each other.
Veronica: You’re diagnosing me with daddy issues? How very “Intro to Psych”.
Jughead: Maybe I should put down the conspiracy theories and do the homework? You’re underpaid, aren’t you?
Mrs. Burble: And overqualified. Which means I don’t expect anyone to change habits overnight. If you’re going to see this mystery about the Baxter Brothers authorship through, don’t fall back on conjecture or righteous anger. Do the work. You know, investigate.
Mrs. Burble: Doesn’t that resonate with you? Because everything that you’ve told me feels like it could be fueled by grief-induced anger.
Archie: Like I said, Mrs. Burble. I’m just trying to help.
Mrs. Burble: But to do it safely, we just have to acknowledge and work on the anger…
[Archie gets up]
Archie: WHY?! I know I’m anger, Mrs. Burble! I’m not an idiot. Look at all the crappy things that have happened to me, to my friends, to my dad. They make me angry. You … talking to me like I’m a moron, that makes me angry.
Mrs. Burble: Understandably.
Archie: And it hurts. I hurt all the time. And all I want to do is make sure no one else does, but I’ve screwed it up.