The Glee club is at Westside Hospital recuperating from a collective nervous breakdown.

Pierce: I assume you are familiar with the Greendale bylaws.
Dean Pelton: I am not.

Would that this hoodie were a time hoodie!

Luis Guzman: What the f*ck is that?
Dean Pelton: Oh that's a possum, once you spend some time with them you'll see they're just big gentle rats.

I have always dreamt of playing charades with you, Jeffrey. Just not like this. And not on dry land.

Abed: Here. Right next to the truck stop with three thumbs.
Pelton: Those aren't thumbs.

I don't remember anything you said before "rectum"!!!

Dean Pelton: I'm inclined to agree with the man in uniform.
Jeff: Shocker.

Dean Pelton: Well look at this group having some of meeting and being so diverse. There is just, boy! There is just one of every kind of you, isn't there?
Pierce: Well, we are missing a pipsqueak, but we don't want one, so beat it!
Britta: Ah, Pierce, that's the dean

Dean Pelton: If you had hit a small student, they could have died.
Chang: I wouldn't do that. I have a heavy flashlight for them.

Dean: Devil here! Just stopping by here for a little damnation orientation, here's the sched: at 10 you'll be buried neck deep in scorpions, at 11:15 lava enemas, followed by Pilates! Pilates is the demon that eats your genitals.

Did you know Greendale students are technically in the Army Reserve? Let's say a little prayer for peace.

Community Quotes

Abed: This is kinda like Breakfast Club, right?
Pierce: Is there breakfast?

The state bar has suspended my license. They found out my college degree was less than legitimate.

Jeff