Maggie: Why can't I just stay here and keep everything under control?
Mrs. Pesky: Well, this isn't up for discussion, young lady. You can't control everything in your life.
Maggie: But that's not fair!
Mr. Pesky: Raccoons aren't fair! We're evacuating and I don't wanna hear another word out of you!
Mr. Pesky: Not one word!
(Maggie walks up the stairs mumbling)
Mr. Pesky: Well, I suppose that's not a word, technically.
Maggie: Uh, this is hopeless! Where am I gonna find someone who is desperate for a friend just like I am?
Maggie: I have no clue what you just said, but you wanna be best friends?
Maggie: Sweet! Mama, we've got a winner!
Peststrip: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Buzzdale's most glamourous night! Who will win best wings? Best school spirit? Squarest head?
Rayna: You called! What is it? Boys? Pizza?
Maggie: Even better.