- Dr. Rand: I'd like you to meet your new lab partner.
- Joey: Him?
- Pacey: Her? Dr. Rand, I'd like to lodge a formal protest. You never told me I was going to be working with a repressed control freak.
- Joey: Yeah, and you never said my grade was dependent upon some remedial underachiever.
- Dr. Rand: I see introductions are unnecessary.
- Joey: Wait a second. You're taking romantic advice from a guy who spent his evening trying to get 3 snails to sleep together?
- Joey: Let me get this straight. You've tried to create some sort of a snail menage-a-trois?
- Pacey: Well, it sounds stupid when you say it out loud, but I just saw this really pretty snail in the tank over by the window, and I don't know. Last night it just seemed really brilliant.
- Joey: Let me fill ya in on something here. You know this pretty little snail over here by the window? It's what you call a carnivorous snail, and do you know what carnivorous snails eat?
- Pacey: Other snails.
- Joey: Yeah, other snails. Other snails such as our snails, such as the snails we are desperately relying on to raise our marine biology grades.
- Pacey: Please, summer school?
- Joey: Yeah.
- Pacey: It'll never happen. Only morons go to summer school.
- Joey: Oh yeah? Well, the last time I checked you were pulling a stellar F-minus, so without this extra-credit project, Pacey, I'm very well certain that your grade will not only place you squarely among the morons, but you may very well be their leader.
- Joey: You take one more step in this direction and I can almost guarantee you a permanent disability.