Nia: [to Dana] Oh, you like spirit? You're about to become one!
Cody Martin: See, you'd never see Barbara trying out for cheerleading. She's way too intellectual for that.
Barbara Brownstein: Look, Cody! My pom-poms match my glitter!
Cody Martin: Barbara, what are you doing here?
Barbara Brownstein: Well, I'm in high school now and I wanna show people that there's more to me than just math and science.
[pushes her glasses up]
Cody Martin: Barbara, you don't wanna go out there, flouncing around, wearing some short, tight, little skirt.
[gets a look on his face like he's imagining what she'd look like in a cheerleading uniform and gasps]
Cody Martin: Go and get 'em, honey and don't take no for an answer!
Coach Little: [to Zack] Alright, your gonna be guarding #53.
Zack Martin: You mean the really, really big kid? You know, I'd rather get you another frosty grape soda.
Coach Little: No, he's not that big.
Zack Martin: Easy for you to say. You have your own zip code!
Mr. Moseby: Cheerleading has made me the man I am today.
Carey Martin: Short and fussy?
Mr. Moseby: Well-dressed and your boss.
Haley: I once hid four weeks with no one finding me.
Nia: I got a feeling no one was looking for her.
Coach Little: [to Zack] Free throws are your strength.
Zack Martin: What are my weaknesses?
Coach Little: Just about everything else.
Carey Martin: Fine. If the three of you want to enslave yourselves to the evil cult of cheer, go right ahead.
London Tipton: Whoa. Give me a B, give me a I, give me a T-E-R! What does that spell?
Barbara Brownstein: Biter.
London Tipton: I meant to spell "bitter."
Cody Martin: You know, that's pretty close for London.