Kyle XY

Amanda: Kyle, it's okay if you don't wanna go with me to the dance. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable by asking you. Kyle: I do wanna go to the dance with you. Amanda: Then why are you acting so weird? Kyle: Nicole says it's 'cause I like you. Amanda: You do? Kyle: Of course. Don't you like me? Amanda: Well, yeah. Yeah, I do. I like you. So, we're going to the dance together. And you're okay with that? Kyle: It's the best thing that's happened to me in a long time.

Nicole: What's the matter? Kyle: I have a date with Amanda. Nicole: Well that's great. Kyle: No, it's terrible. Nicole: Why? Kyle: Because I feel sick. Nicole: When did that start? Kyle: When I found out it was a date.

Josh: Sweet. Pizza. Nicole: I thought you liked when I cooked. Josh: Yeah, but ever since you got good at it, we never get cool food. Nicole: I'll try to remember that.

(Getting more flyers to hang) Lori: Hillary and I are going to wrap the flagpole. She wanted to chain herself to it naked with the words "I Heart Gay" written on her body, but this seemed like a better plan.

Josh: (explaining why he can't go to the dance) I got nabbed trying to borrow the stereo from the drunk driving car. Andy: You tried to steal a dead person's radio?

Andy: Let's just say that I don't have a lot of tolerance for other people's closed-minded crap. Lori: I don't understand how you tolerate my brother, then. Andy: I like to think of Josh as a perpetual work in progress. Lori: Changing the world one moron at a time, huh?

Amanda: My mom said I'm supposed to be in bed by ten while she's out of town. Kyle: It's eleven. Amanda: Exactly.

Nicole: (Talking about Jessi) Since when are you two friends? Lori: She's not my friend, she's my frienemy.

Lori: (to Kyle) Hi mood swing, what's got you all peppy? Kyle: I'm going to the dance with Amanda. Hillary: Oh the hypocrisy.

Josh: Nice rims! Lori: Josh, the car is not on display for you to admire its accessories. Somebody died in it. Josh: Somebody who shouldn't have guzzled a bucket of vodka before driving.

Charlie: When did you two hop on the lesbian granola bus? Lori: Ooh, I don't know, Hils, you wanna give it a try? Hillary: Yeah, I've always wanted to be a granola lesbian. (They kiss) Lori: (To Charlie) If only to never kiss homophobic cheating jerks like you.

(Running up to Lori and Hillary) Andy: Hey potentially-sane Trager and perky blonde girl. In the mood for a little civil disobedience? Lori: Does it involve drinking? Andy: Only if rehab is your idea of social activism.

Lori: The stupid school won't sell us same-sex couple dance tickets. Nicole: What? Well, that's ridiculous. Kyle: What's wrong with same-sex couples? Josh: Nothing, if they're girls. Lori: Neanderthal. Kyle: Why are girls ok and not guys? Nicole: Both should be ok. Kyle: Then why is the school saying no? Lori: Because apparently they're still living in the 20th century.

Lori: You have a date with Amanda? Kyle: Oh no, it's not a date. Lori: How do you know? Kyle: She told me she's doing me a favor. Hillary: A favor? Kyle: Uh huh. Lori: Kyle, what exactly did she say? Kyle: She said: 'You've been such a good friend to me through everything and I was thinking - maybe – that I should return the favor. I thought we could go to the spring fling dance together. I mean, if you wanted to.' And then she said something about a cat. Hillary: Aw, sweet, clueless little muffin. You better put on your dancing shoes, 'cause you have a date. Kyle: I do? Lori: You totally do.

Josh: Go ahead. Throw the trash at my feet again. (Andy throws trash at the trash can) Josh: What are you doing? Andy: I think it's called cleaning. Josh: No, you're being nice. You're never nice. Andy: I'm totally nice. Josh: You make fun of me, you put me down, and you always have to have the last word. Andy: I thought that was our...thing. Josh: We have a thing? Andy: Well not like a thing thing. But you know. A vibe. A pattern. Josh: A thing. Andy: Yeah. Josh: Cool. Oh yeah your dates, they're... Andy: Gay, yes. Josh: Actually I was going to say they're pretty cool guys. (sighs) Go ahead, get in the last word. Andy: No need. (Andy kisses Josh on the cheek)

Hillary: How's a girl supposed to combat PMS when the chocolate machine's on the fritz?

Kyle: A single bright moment in an otherwise dark time. With Foss not around to dictate my days, I could finally pursue the very thing he wanted me to give up - a life.

Jessi: Hi. Kyle: Hi. Jessi: You're Kyle. Kyle: You're in my tub. Jessi: It's comfortable. Kyle: You don't think it's strange I sleep in a tub? Jessi: Is it? Kyle: Maybe a little.