Hannah Montana

(the crowd is chanting Jackson's name) Hannah: (hurt) Thanks a lot. Jackson: Wait...Everyone, I've got something to say! (chanting stops) Jackson: Hannah's not the bad guy here. I am. I just...I wanted a taste of the good life, and Hannah pretended to go out with me so I could get it. The truth is...there never really was a Jacksannah. (the crowd expresses amazement) Wendy: (to Jackson) So, you're saying that all of this was just pretend? Jackson: No, not all of it. I do love Hannah...but more like a sister. (to Hannah) And I was kinda hoping we could get back to that. I really am sorry. Hannah: Ok. I forgive you. Wendy: Awwww. (chanting) Hug! Hug! (crowd starts chanting "Hug! Hug! Hug!"; Hannah and Jackson hug; the crowd cheers; Jackson points at his watch in mid-hug) Hannah: Stop pointing at the watch.

Jackson: Madonna's a cat. I'm at a birthday party, in a tent, for a cat!

Hannah:(to talk-show host, Wendy) You want to hear what I'm going to say? Wendy: Yes, yes! (crowd starts chanting) Hannah:(turns to Jackson) You make me sick!! (crowd and Wendy gasp) I hate everything that you've become! We never should have started this dating thing! It was a huge misunderstanding!

Jackson: The public doesn't want me, they want us. I'm nothing without you. You complete me! Miley: And you completely creep me out! Jackson: Okay, okay, okay, okay! What about family helping family? Miley: I tried to help you, but all it's done is turn you into an obnoxious self-centered jerk who took advantage of his sister and blew off his best friend! Dude it's over! Snoop Dorky Dork. Jackson: Hey, hey, I did not blow him off! I'm sending him a nice fruit basket!

Hannah: (pretending to be Traci) Yes, This Week in Hollywood? Hi, it's Traci Van Horn, and you'll never guess who's at my party. Hannah Montana and her new beau. That's right. Ooh, and you better hurry! Ciaaooo!

Jackson: All right, look, I admit it. I may have gotten a little carried away, but, Dad, some guy loaned me his convertible for the week just because I'm Hannah's boyfriend. Robbie: I don't care what the reason was. You were supposed to help your sister-- Jackson: It's the Vivetti Twin Turbo. Robbie: You and I are gonna take a long ride and talk about it. I'll drive! Hannah: Dad, what about me? Robbie: Oh, honey, there's no back seat and you've already had a ride.

Oliver: (to Lilly) I'm her Big Daddy Oken. Sarah: Big Daddy, I've got to be honest, without the baby we've got nothing to talk about, you're boring and you use petroleum based hair products. It's over. Bye Lilly!

Jackson: You'd feel the same way if you had to sit backstage and listen to songs you've heard a thousand times. I get it, you got nerve. Hannah: Yes I do.

Jackson: (To Hannah) You are the best girlfriend I've ever had! (Hugs her) Robbie: This is weirder than a 3-eyed billy goat in a flatbed truck in the middle of Manhattan.

Jackson: Come on, Miles, what's the big deal? Hannah: Don't even talk to me! Robbie: Sounds like you two are still a couple. Hannah: Not just any couple. According to Jackson, we're the happiest couple in Hollywood! Robbie: Jackson, I'm gonna ask you a question I've never had to ask one of my kids before: why didn't you break up with your sister?!

Hannah: Isn't that woman wearing the same dress as you? Traci: (Gasps) Oh, she has got to go! Security, escort my mother out!

Stavros: You're Hannah's new dude? Awesome. Jackson: Yeah, great. Whatever. Stavros: Hey, I'm Stavros. I'm dating Ashley. Jackson: Which Ashley? Stavros: Like it matters.

Traci: (About Jackson) You better be careful. Someone's going to steal him. Hannah: Make me an offer!

Hannah: Okay, so, um, we're clear on the plan, right? We get in front of the press and I say, "Jackson, what are you trying to say to me?" and you say... Jackson: "See ya, wouldn't wanna be ya!" Now, where's the free shrimp? Hannah: Jackson, you're breaking up with Hannah Montana. Can't you do it with a little more class? (Jackson burps) Hannah: Apparently, not.

Sarah: Oliver, I'm worried. I think he looks a little pale. Lilly: Of course he's pale! He's bleached flour!

Lilly: Oliver, the assignment is to raise a fake baby. You don't get extra credit for turning into Daddy McDork.

Miley: Dad, please no lectures. The entire world now thinks I'm dating Jackson. Isn't that punishment enough? Robbie: I'm afraid this time you're not going to be able to joke your way out of it. Miley: Who's joking?!

Robbie: So, when exactly were you two going to tell me you were dating? Miley: Come on, Dad, it's not funny! It's horrible! Jackson: Yeah, how could anyone believe that I would go out with someone like her? Miley: Jackson, it would be the happiest day of your life if you got to date Hannah Montana and what am I saying?