Quinn: You have surgery when you get your Appendix out. Finn: If [Rachel] found out she'd break up with me. Finn: Because I love her and I don't want to hurt her.
I've been keeping a notebook just in case this day ever came: Welcome back Lissa Renna, I've missed you so much since your family packed their bags, loaded them in your mouth and skipped town.
[to Finn] Rachel's right, I haven't been fair to you. Just heard the news that trouty mouth is back in town.
Santana: Shut your potato hole, I'm here to apologize. I mean, at some point I must have liked that you look like a taco addict who's had one too many back alley liposuctions. Santana: Please stick a sock in it or ship yourself back to Scotland. Have fun riding on Rachel's coattails for the rest of your life, although, you know what, I would just watch out for her come holiday time if I were him, because if I were her, I'd stick a stent in one of those boobs and let the Finn blubber light the Hanukkah lamp for eight magical nights.
Santana: You may look, like the villain out of a cheesy 80’s high school movie, but you should know that I’m fully prepared to go all Danny La Russo on your ass.
If he doesn’t get it then he doesn’t deserve to have you as his campaign manager. Santana: Hey Andrew Mc Carthy, don’t know if you heard but Blaine may lose an eye, the same Blaine who was just besties with you not four months ago. Santana: Well sure, if he doesn’t care about seeing in three dimension. Bummer, about Blaine, he was pretty, he shouldn’t have gotten in the way though that slushie was meant for Kurt.