and i'm taller than you
R: We can't compete with Vocal Adrenaline with these steps.
R: He's not coming.
F: What happened?
R: They're my famous sugar cookies. I bake them for the poor during Christmas time but I whipped up a special batch just for you. I wanted to say how sorry I was for what I said.
W: Don't be. You were right. You know the truth is, Rachel, if you weren't so hard on me I never would have had the guts to start Acafellas.
R: But we need you, Mr. Schue. You've missed six rehearsals in the past couple of weeks. And when you're there, you're not really there.
W: Which is why I think you should go ahead and hire Montana.
R: Dakota.
W: Whatever. You know, I'll still be there to help you guys sing and stuff but I just don't have time for all of it anymore.
F: Of course he doesn't want to have anything to do with us after you kicked him in the nads.
R: Then why did he thank me?
S: The goal is to win and now that Mr. Schuester has agreed to let us hire Dakota Stanley, we can.
F: But he doesn't want us to. He just doesn't have the confidence to coach us anymore. Guys are real sensitive when it comes to this kind of stuff.
R: And that's my fault?
F: You see anyone else in here with a plate of 'I'm sorry' cookies? I don't. Just you.
Q: I'm bored. All those in favor of hiring Dakota Stanley...
F: Hey, wait up. You can't do this to Mr. Schuester.
R: What? Make him a hero? Once we hire Dakota and win Nationals, he'll thank me for it. You heard Santana, it's all about winning.
F: Since when?
R: Look, you have your popular clique, and your football, and your cliché of a blonde girlfriend. Glee is my one shot. If this doesn't work out then my whole high school will be nothing but an embarrassment.
F: What's a cliché? Is that a bad thing? Wait, wait, wait. Is this one of those chick thing where you're pissed about one thing but you're just pretending like you're pissed about something else?
R: I don't know what you're talking about.
F: Well, for awhile there you were kind of all over me and now you just yell at me all the time. Make me think you're still upset about what happened in the auditorium.
R: I'm not. I moved on and I'm focusing on my career now.
F: You want to talk about it?
R: No. And neither do you. It's kind of ironic how you're Mr. Popular and I'm just this nobody that everyone makes fun of. But I have enough confidence to say out loud that what happened between us in the auditorium was real. You have feelings for me and you just don't have the guts to admit it. We're hiring Dakota Stanley.
F: Even if it means me quitting?
R: Yes.
R: Vocal Adrenaline rehearses everyday from two-thirty until midnight.
R: Guys, that's Andrea Cohen. She won outstanding soloist last year in Absolutely Tampastic
G: You can't leave rehearsals for any reason. That includes heat exhaustion or Crohn's disease.
R: Are you guys Vocal Adrenaline? We would like to talk to Dakota Stanley about choreographing for our Glee club.
G: Don't. He's a monster.
D: Get off my stage!
R: Mr. Stanley, we're the McKinley High Glee club.
D: No interviews.
T: We would like you to choreograph for us.
D: Look, my fee is eight thousand dollars per number. Plus, a ten thousand dollar bonus if you place in the top three. And with Dakota Stanley, you will place in the top three. Move it.
R: How are we going to get eight thousand dollars?
R: We need to have a gayvention. That's a gay intervention
T: It's K-K-Kurt. He's lady fabulous.
R: It's obvious you like him. We just don't want you to get hurt by feeling he can't reciprocate.
M: Look, just because he wears nice clothes doesn't mean he's on the down low.
R: He wore a corset to second period today.
T: You can do better, Mercedes.
M: Really? Well, what if I can't? You know, there's not a lot of guys around here knocking down my door for a date. Or yours for that matter. Nobody notices us. Hello? We're in Glee club.
M: And I'm tired of being lonely. Aren't you? And Kurt? Kurt is sweet to me. And he likes who I am. And I like how I feel when I'm with him. And he's in our group. He understands what I'm going through. Now maybe that's not enough for you guys but it's enough for me.
K: I'm in love with someone else.
M: Rachel?
K: Yes. For several years now.
D: Okay, please examine your personalized menus. This is what you'll be eating for the next six months.
R: What's smelt?
D: A pungent, low-carb, fresh water fish.
D: Uh, you... nose job.
F: Now, just hold on a second.
D: What was that, frankenteen? Why don't you wipe that dopey look off your face and get some lotion for those knuckles you've been dragging on the ground.
F: What's wrong with you?
D: What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me is that you're freakishly tall. I feel like a woodland creature!
D: Am I hurting your feelings? Did I say something wrong? Because I thought you wanted somebody who respected you enough to tell you the truth. But maybe you don't have the confidence to hear it. Maybe you need somebody who's going to lie to you. And tell you things like 'You got what it takes'. But as far as I see, you don't. So, why don't you take a second, take a breather, and ask yourself 'Do I want to be a winner or not?'.
F: Screw this. I quit.
T: Me t-t-too.
M: Let's roll, Artie.
D: No, great, great! You know, separate the wheat from the chaff. That's perfect.
R: Wait. Barbra Streisand. When Barbra was a young ingénue, everyone told her in order to be a star, she would have to get a nose job. Thankfully, she refused.
D: Where's this going, yentl?
R: Where it's going is that we don't need you.
R: Let's face it, we're never going to be as good of dancers as Vocal Adrenaline. We're going to win because we're different. And that's what makes us special.
F: Jim Abbott.
K: I have no idea who that is.
F: He was an one-armed pitcher for the Yankees. Pitched a no-hitter.
D: Okay, so, you know, misfits, and spazz heads, and cripples can make it too. That's great. What's your point?
R: Our point is that you're fired.
R: And I'm taller than you.
D: ... barely.
W: What do you guys think?
R: Mr. Schuester?
W: Yes, Rachel.
R: It was really good.
I ♥ Rachel Berry.