Townie: [Rob Schneider] You can do it!
Townie: You can do it. Cut his fucking head off.
Bobby Boucher: Nice hit, Mama.
Mama Boucher: Thanks, baby. Now you go on and have some fun becomin' a man.
Bobby Boucher: Mama, something bad happened today.
Mama Boucher: [Pulls up a knife] Did somebody hurt you my boy?
Bobby Boucher: Excuse me, ladies, while I just go hang myself.
Vicki Vallencourt: [after Bobby has gotten his test scores back] Well, Bobby Boucher, welcome to manhood. I'll make sure to welcome you properly later.
Bobby Boucher: Once again, I'm not quite sure what that means.
Dan Fouts: Bobby Boucher sure knocked the poop out of him.
Brent Musburger: [Looks at Dan] Poop?
Bobby Boucher: [searching for #62] Sixty-two, sixty-two... there you are!
Guy Grenouille: I don't want that loser on the team. Everybody's gonna laugh at us.
Lyle Robideaux: Everybody already 'is' laughing at us. We haven't won a game since nineteen-ninety-FOUR.
Paco: Hey Walter! I bet you fifty bucks Guy Grenouille throws a touchdown pass on the first play. Check it out!
Paco: [Guy Grenouille throws an interception] Woo hoo hoo hoo! You owe me fifty bucks!
Walter: You said it was gonna be a touchdown pass, you crazy asshole!
Bobby Boucher: Good luck on the upcoming play.
West Mississippi Lineman: I'll be playing with your mama tonight.
Bobby Boucher: [stares at him] Sixty-two...
Dan Fouts: Last game of the year Brent, can't hold anything back now.
Brent Musburger: I know.
Mama Boucher: [to Bobby] You don't have what they call "the social skills." That's why you never have any friends, 'cept fo' yo' mama.
Walter: Let's kick some names and take some ass.
Guy Grenouille: Nice going, shithead. You lost us the football game.
Bobby Boucher: Sorry. Will you please still be my friend?
Guy Grenouille: No, get away from me.
Guy Grenouille: Needledick, Needledick, Needledick!
Mama Boucher: Are men supposed to wear pyjamas featuring a cartoon character by the name of Deputy Dawg?
Mama Boucher: [after Vicki Vallencourt mentions a football game] Foos-ball? Buncha overgrown monsters man-handlin' each other... 'Member when dat man wanted you to play foos-ball, Bobby?
