Mr. Tuttle says that he had been next in line to be principal before Mr. Belding got the position.
(Eagerly ready to drive the driver's ed car)
Slater: Can I try now, Mr. Tuttle?
Tuttle: Pushy, pushy. Move your tushy.
Mr. Tuttle: Miss Turtle, what is the first thing we do when we get behind the weel?
Lisa: Adjust the mirrors.
Mr. Tuttle: Correct. And for what purpose?
Lisa: To check my make-up.
Mr. Tuttle: Miss Turtle, I suggest you study harder, or start practicing how to say taxi!
Mr. Tuttle: Okay Lisa, listen up. Why do you put your left arm straight out the window?
Lisa: That's easy. To dry your nails.
Screech: Once, my dad let me back his car out of the garage. Then he got mad at me.
Mr.Tuttle: Well Screech, your father was probably just nervous.
Screech: Well, he had a right to be - I forgot to open the garage door.
Lisa: I hope your dad had "dork" insurance.
Mr. Tuttle: (after Zack has been caught and forced to reveal his scheme) Wow! Good plan!
Slater: I was in the seat, I'll take the heat.
Zack: ANY yo-yo can learn to drive!
Mr. Tuttle: And perhaps that's why you here!