- Phoebe: Helga.
- Helga: Phoebe!
- Phoebe: I couldn't help but overhear what you were saying.
- Helga: Oh. That. I was just, uh, practicing for this, uh, play.
- Phoebe: I'm sorry, too, Helga. I suppose I should've considered your feelings before abandoning you.
- [crying]
- Phoebe: Oh, Helga, it was awful! They took complete advantage of me. I feel so used. You were right. Going to the sixth grade was a stupid idea. I made a total fool out of myself. So, I've decided to go back to the fourth grade.
- Helga: Come on, Pheebs, just because it didn't work out doesn't mean it was stupid. It was smart. You're smart. I was the stupid one for thinking I could ever replace you.
- Phoebe: You mean it Helga?
- Helga: Of course, Phoebe. I mean, you're more than just my sidekick, you're my best friend.
- [they both smile]
- Helga: I guess I forgot that.
- Phoebe: Thanks, Helga. You're my best friend, too.
- Helga: Sheena, what is this junk? Where's my burger? Where's my double chocolate milk with the two bendy straws?
- Sheena: But the health food plate is much more binding.
- Helga: I don't need binding, Sheena.
- Sheena: It's okay, Helga. I know all about your gastrointestinal disorder. What with your constant trips to the bathroom and all.
- Helga: That's it, Granola girl! You're dismissed! And take this health crap with you!