Principal Onyx Blackman:
Jail, what do you mean 'jail'?
Chuck Noblet:
Well we did burn down a school and ... kill a few people.
Principal Onyx Blackman:
Oh yeah, we're going' to jail.
Jerri Blank:
I don't think so boys! You're comin' with me. Back to the streets where we'll fight like dogs for scraps of food and we'll sell our bodies for smack.
Chuck Noblet:
Beats teachin'.
Principal Onyx Blackman:
Lead on you stupid, junkie whore!
Jerri:
So you're really sane?!
Stew:
Jerri, if I wasn't sane would I be able to make these rapid mood swings?