Angus
1995
Rick: Isn't Angus a cow's name? Angus: Moo. (Punches Rick in the face)
Angus: I don't sweat. I rain.
Troy: Put it on a dead guy and bury it.
Angus: I can't dance. My limbs are lethal weapons. Innocent people got hurt trying to teach me dance.
Angus: I'm still here, adenoid.
Angus: I'm still here, ASSHOLE! I'll ALWAYS be here! (Begins to violently push Rick across the dance floor) Angus: You push me down and I'll get back up again, and Again, and AGAIN, And AGAIN, AND AGAIN! (Rick falls, hitting his head on the steps to the stage) Angus: I could beat you RIGHT here, RIGHT now! But I DON'T WANT to be better than you, Rick! I DON'T WANT to be better than ANYBODY! I just want to be who I AM: a FAT kid, who's good at science, and fair at football. That's who I AM! I can LIVE with that. Why can't you? Rick: Because it's not normal. YOU'RE not normal. Angus: And who is? You? Rick: You bet your ass. Angus: So to be normal, we all have to be like YOU? There are 400 people in this room who are NOTHING like you, Rick! Some of them are fat, some of them are skinny. Some of them are short, some of them are tall. Some of them have braces, some of them have birth marks, or scars, or frizzy hair, or EARS THAT STICK OUT! (Troy's head pops up out of crowd) Angus: But most of them walk through these halls EVERY DAY, never telling anybody what they really think, or feel, or believe, because people like you, NORMAL people like YOU, have them TERRIFIED of being who they REALLY are. If YOU'RE normal, what does that make all of them? So which is it, Rick? Are you normal? Or are you just one of us? Rick: Whatever I am, it's something you're never gonna be. Angus: Thank God.
Angus: I'm still here, asshole!
Troy: Oh, man. That's what I call getting a slice in the ol' dick pie.
Angus: My grandfather was as smart as they come... when he was awake.
Grandpa: These ARE my teeth! Angus: I guess - you paid for 'em.
Ivan: Don't mind what other people think. Angus Bethune: You don't know what other people think anyway. Your mind is shot!
(Angus is wearing a plum tuxedo) Angus Bethune: I look like Moby Grape.
Grandpa: Superman isn't brave. Angus: Did you take your pills this morning? Grandpa: HeHe. You don't understand. He's smart, handsome, even decent. But he's not brave. No, listen to me. Superman is indestructible, and you can't be brave if you're indestructible. It's people like you and your mother. People who are different, and can be crushed and know it. Yet they keep on going out there every time.
(After Angus is announced as the Winter Ball King) Troy Wedberg: Holy shit!
Angus: I get this pain in my stomach whenever I see her. Troy: You get a boner in your stomach?
Ivan: Why does she talk to me like I'm a child? Angus Bethune: Why does she talk to me like I'm an adult?