- Mr. Buchiner: Imbeciles. I wish the Earth would open up and swallow their substandard tests.
- [Rex, Gabriel and Michael crash through the ceiling then through the floor]
- Mr. Buchiner: I should've wished for a pony!
- Rex: It was pretty nice. I was in school for a week and I was like a regular kid. I even took a pop quiz and I got an "A."
- Dr. Holiday: [Holiday slurps her coffee] I'm glad Rex. Because that's got me thinking. I've been too linent in your academic education.
- Rex: Oh no! Wait a minute!
- Dr. Holiday: Starting today - more regular lessons: Science, History, Spainish.
- Rex: Spainish?
- Dr. Holiday: Oh yes! And I saw that Trig Quiz. 98%? Do you know how that reflects on me? I know you can do better. And you will!
- Principal Rothberger: Wrists looks a little skinny. You need to have powerful wrists to get a good back spin.
- Rex: [Rex displays his one of his builds] 7500 horses powerful enough for you?
- Principal Rothberger: Well, everything seems to be in order, son.
- Principal Rothberger: [Buchiner's giving a pop quiz] What the devil is Buchiner thinking? This could be a table tennis killer!
- Noah: We are so hosed!
- Coach: You boys going Evo is the greatest gift to Table Tennis I've *ever* seen. I hate watching you waste it.
- Gabriel: We didn't ask for it.
- Michael: Gabe!
- Coach: What are you saying?
- Gabriel: It - it would be nice to do normal things, you know? And have friends.
- Coach: Friends? Table Tennis is what you do. And you do it better than anyone else! When you're a champion - nothing else matters!
- Gabriel: Yes, dad.
- Coach: You inspire fear and respect. You don't need friends.