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during English: 

Marius: So we were like watching the Super Bowl at Erickson's house, and there was this player with gold cleats-

Mr. Jarvin: And there was this totally awesome writing assignment, so we all started on it and stopped talking! 

Peter: Mr. Tate-

Mr. Tate: Get away from me. 

Peter: But I'm like, so far away! 

later: 

Mr. Tate: come here, Peter. 

Peter: No, I wouldn't want to get too close. 

Mr. Tate: Stop staring at me, child of the corn. 

Sophie: Don't say that, Ms. Guilder always used to say that! 

Tate: I know, that's why I said it. Say, Victor, did she need a stepladder to talk to you? 

Victor: No, she thought she was eight feet tall. Kind of like those little dogs who bark a lot, you know?