Tim:It’s when all the scared rats start running away from the sinking market that the true entrepreneurs come in, Billy. True visionaries.
Billy: I’m a visionary.
Herc: psh, look at ya!

Matt: There’s this new freshmen this year and everyone think he’s the next Peyton Manning or something, so I got placed.
Shelby: Oh Matt, I’m sorry. You don’t deserve that.
Matt: I didn’t really deserve the job in the first place. The only reason I was starting is cuz our quarterback, Jason Street, he got paralyzed in the middle of a game.
Shelby: Oh my god.
Matt: Yeah, it was pretty horrible. You know, they needed me and I stepped up, and I worked my ass off and I did everything I could, you know? But I guess it just wasn’t really enough.
Shelby: It sounds like you did a great job…ever think about just taking a break?
Matt: You can’t quit the team.
Shelby: Why, what would they do? Shoot you?
Matt: Probably. We do live in Texas.

(At the bank)
Jason: I’m pretty sure that I don’t have to explain to you what’s at stake, Billy. And I’m also pretty sure I don’t have to explain to you that tellin’ somebody something’s liquid when it’s not quite liquid is a pretty dumbass thing to do!
Billy: Hey! Let’s not start with the name callin’. Otherwise, I’ll walk right outta here. It’s not fair. And I can’t punch you. You’re in a wheelchair.
Jason: Oh, I’ll swing back! Just ask your brother. You wanna take this outside, shorty?

(Coach Taylor walks into Matt freaking out in the locker room)
Coach Taylor: Hey! What the hell are you doing?
Matt: I did whatever you asked me to. I helped you win a state championship, I got you to 3-1 this season, I worked my ass off in practice. I do everything that you say! If it’s cause J.D. is better than me, tell me that!
Coach Taylor: My job is to field a team out there that wins games. Right now, that means J.D McCoy. Yes.
Matt: Okay. Then I quit.
Coach Taylor: You’re not quitting this team.
Matt: Yes, I am.
Coach Taylor: No, you’re not quitting this team and I’m not gonna let you quit. I know you. You quit this team you’re gonna hate yourself. You wanna be pissed? Fine, you go ahead, you be pissed. I don’t give a damn. But you are not quitting this team.
Matt: Fine. Fine, I’ll sit on your bench. I’ll come to practice and I’ll do whatever you tell me to do. But I’m gonna hate it. And you’re gonna hate it. Good talk, coach.

(Eric is contemplating about starting JD McCoy instead of Matt Saracen)
Tami: I love that about you.
Eric: What? That I can’t make a decision to save my life?
Tami: No. That you make the decision with such a conscience. What other coach would think like that? I think it’s because you’re a teacher first. You–you are a molder of men. And I find that admirable, and I find that very sexy.

Eric: I need a drink.
Tami: We got wine at the house.
Eric: I need a scotch flavored drink.
Tami: Let me call Jules.

Coach Taylor: There’s no doubt that J.D. McCoy, he wins when it comes to physical skills. I understand that. Hell, he’s got the best arm of any high school quartrback I’ve ever seen. And that includes Jason Street. And then you’ve got Matt. Hell, Matt’s got the experience. He’s got three seasons under his belt. The team knows how to play with Matt. I know what I’ve got with Matt Saracen.
Tami: That’s a hard decision, babe.
Coach Taylor: After everything that kid’s been through, I bench him half way through his senior year? It’ll kill him.
Tami: I know. And he’s like family.
Coach Taylor: I can’t make a decision based on that.

Coach Taylor (to Smash): Right here, right now, God has placed you to do what you do best. Go all the way.

Smash (his final words): Where you at, baby? Where you at?

Tim: You are coming over tomorrow night, correct?
Lyla: Mindy and Angela are gonna be there.
Tim: (confused) OK, no Mindy, what.. No.
Lyla: I don’t know if you notice or not, but Mindy and Angela hate me.
Tim: What? They don’t hate you. They don’t even know you. If they did, they’d love you. And you know what? Somebody wants his girlfriend to be there. Okay? And you know what? If they even look at you wrong, and you don’t see it, and I do? I’m gonna blindsight them with the worst block they’ll have ever seen. So what I want from you right now is for you to say, “Yes, Tim, I can’t wait to see you and hang out with you tomorrow night”.

Matt: I’m just trying to worry about beating Arnett Mead on Friday. That’s all I wanna be thinking about, okay? And, and that’s hard. I don’t know if you’re aware, but we never beat Arnett Mead. I mean, not even Jason Street ever beat Arnett Mead ever, okay? So, I’m trying to worry about that, meanime I got some freshman named Joe Doyle breathing down my neck and it’s – look, if I hear anyone talk about this 70 yard pass he threw like ever again I’m gonna lose it because I don’t even care. It was in practice, it wasn’t defenders, it was no- I can throw a ball 70 yards if noone’s like, running at me. It’s harder to do – Sorry, you don’t care about this.
Julie: No, I do care.
Matt: No, you shouldn’t. I’m just, I’m just ranting. I apologize.
Julie: You’re really adorable when you rant.

Coach Taylor: (trying to reassure a worried Matt who’s been watching J.D. practice) You listen to me. That is not my quarterback, you are my quarterback. You understand that? I want you concentrating on Friday night. You go out there and you play with what we’ve taught you and what you know everything is gonna go just fine.
Matt: Yes, sir.

(Tim trying on a jacket)
Lyla: Ok, take it off, take it off, come on.
Tim: Lyla, I know how to dress myself.
Lyla: No, you only know how to put on a pledge shirt one button per button.
Tim: You know what would be great? We just leave, cause I don’t wanna go to this dinner in the first place.
Lyla: Yeah well, if you only did what you wanted to do, your life would be all about football, beer and sex, wouldn’t it?
Tim: And whats the problem with that?

Grandma Saracen: I saw that game tonight. You played great, you just played great.
Matt: Thanks.
Grandma Saracen: You’ve always loved football, Matty. I remember when you were two years old, you were trying to throw a football and it was bigger than you were. And you were such a sweet baby, such a sweet, sweet baby. But here you are all grown up taking care of everything. I don’t know what I’d do without you. I don’t know. Matthew? I love you.
Matt: I know. I, I love you, too, grandma. (she starts crying) Grandma, hey.
Grandma Saracen: You are such a good boy.
Matt: That’s because I was raised by you.