Daria

Daria: You don't have to tiptoe around me like I'm some sort of hysterical nut-job. Jane: There are many words I could use to describe you. Hysterical is not among them.

(Daria and Jane are walking home from school when Tom drives up) Tom: Anybody want a ride home? Daria: That's very thoughtful of you. But since I live two houses down, I guess I'll pass.

Jane: (stunned) You want to do a class project with me? Brittany: Well, not really, but I mean, you're right here and all.

Jodie: Daria is the inside person; I'm the outside person. (the banker looks Daria up and down) Banker: Very wise decision.

Daria: Are you comparing Kevin and Brittany to you and me? Jane: There's, like, sixteen possible combinations there, and not a single one of them works.

Helen: (on the phone) No, no, absolutely not! It's unethical, it's immoral, it may well be illegal, I'll have no part of it. (pause) Okay, I'll do it.

(Trent walks into Jane's room and finds Brittany there instead of Daria) Trent: Hey, Janey. Hey, Dar...Whoa!

Brittany: Go on, tell us, Mack. Mack: Could everyone stop saying my name like that? It's creeping me out.

Daria: I hate everybody.

Brittany: I'm here with my friend Jane, who respects my intelligence. Jane: She's embellishing a little.

Jodie: What should we call our company? Daria: "Brink of Bankruptcy, Incorporated"?