Steve Coogan credited as playing...
Dana Marschz
- [last lines]
- Dana Marschz: Chuy, you're going to have a magical life. Because no matter where you go, it'll always be better than Tucson. Come on!
- Dana Marschz: We are putting on this play! And if you don't like it, then tough titties, you ass-turd monkey fucker!
- Cricket Feldstein: Well, this play is gonna bitch-slap Broadway like a cheap hooker at a gangbang.
- Dana Marschz: Uh... yeah.
- Cricket Feldstein: Y'know, and those Bible-humping protesters can suck a bag of dicks, 'cause all I ended up doing was giving you free publicity.
- Dana Marschz: Yeah, and did you see my dressing room? It has a bidet!
- Elisabeth Shue: That was a sink.
- Dana Marschz: It was?
- Cricket Feldstein: No one is shutting down this play. The Justice Department and the so-called Supreme Court can suck my balls.
- Dana Marschz: Why do they have to do this?
- Cricket Feldstein: My balls?
- Dana Marschz: You can't let your ethnic narrow-mindedness stop your son from thriving in our culture.
- Mr. Marquez: I have to take exception to that characterization.
- Dana Marschz: Heywood's a bad boy. He's a gangbanger. A deadbeat. But he also has a gift.
- Mrs. Marquez: Who is Heywood?
- Dana Marschz: Your son. Heywood Jablome.
- [realizing]
- Dana Marschz: Oh. I just got that.
- Dana Marschz: [to the class, about Elisabeth Shue] Oh, come on, you guys. Could you not even Google her? "The Karate Kid"? "The Crane"? "Wax On/Wax Off", "Soapdish", "Dreamer" with the fucking horse. Any of that shit ring a bell?
- Dana Marschz: It's a slippery slope... beer, liquor, dope, coke, meth, chicks with dicks, then jail!
- Dana Marschz: [in commercial] I'm having a herpes outbreak, right now--but you'd never know it. Thanks, Herpocol!
- Epiphany Sellars: What about the acting?
- Rand Posin: [reading their play's review] "It is perhaps best not to mention the acting. In the theater, actors endeavor to simulate human emotion. Rand Posin and Epiphany Sellars flap their lips and wave their arms like malfunctioning wind-up toys..."
- Dana Marschz: That's enough! Every trimester we get fisted by this guy!
- Epiphany Sellars: [to Rand] What's "fisted"?
- Rand Posin: [genuine or feigned confusion] What?
- Dana Marschz: I have so much anger. I feel like I've been raped. In the face!
- Dana Marschz: I feel like I'm in a cage! And I feel like Nicolas Cage in Leaving Las Vegas! Starring my good friend, Elisabeth Shue!
- Rand Posin: Are you mad at me?
- Dana Marschz: No. No.
- Rand Posin: I don't know, you've barely spoken to me all day. Is it because of my resistance to these gangbangers?
- Dana Marschz: Hey, hey. Just because they're Latinos doesn't make them gangbangers. Got it?
- Rand Posin: Yeah, I'm sorry. I love class so much and I just don't want anything to change.
- Dana Marschz: Rand, you're teacher's pet. What more do you want? Come on, let's go hang with the gang.
- Rand Posin: You mean--Latinos.
- [being shown the warehouse where the class plans to stage the play]
- Dana Marschz: Let there be light!
- [the stage lights are turned on]
- Dana Marschz: My eyes!