My own "Wheels" picspam
Because I just can't get over all the cuteness of Quick. ♥
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Puck: I didn't even know we had a home ec. room. What's all this?
Quinn: Ingredients for cupcakes... for the stupid bake sale.
[Puck grabs her hand and puts money on it]
Quinn: What's this?
Puck: It's what I have left over from my pool cleaning money. After I bought dip, and nun-chucks, I was getting that you kinda need money... for our kid.
Quinn: For my kid. [looks at money] Eighteen dollars.
Puck: How much has Finn given you?
Quinn: Just stop. I told you before, I don't care if that baby comes out with a mohawk, I will go to my grave swearing it's Finn's. [grabs his hand and gives back money]
Puck: It would be pretty awesome if it came out with mohawk.
Quinn: You are such an egg head.
Puck: I'm not.
[food fight starts and continues until Finn walks in]
Finn: What the hell?
Quinn: [laughs] We're baking!
Finn: I can see that.
Puck: I'm gonna go change.
[walks out of the room, Finn staring at him, suspicious]
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Puck: I knew I had to do something to help Quinn out with our baby. I don't know what kind of stuff you need for a baby that's still in your stomach - bottles, diapers, that kind of thing, I guess - but my baby mama was gonna get it all.
Puck: Wait up! I cracked open the piggy bank. It's for you. [hands money] Well, it's for it.
Quinn: It is a she.
Puck: Cool... I told you I wasn't a dead beat.
Quinn: Look, Puck, this is really sweet but...
Puck: I-I can get more. [looks down] People call me a screw-up because... I think school is for suckers but... I got ambition. Get us a house, some stuff, furniture, we can be a family.
Quinn: Finn is your best friend...
Puck: He'd be pissed for a while, but then he'd realize he didn't have to deal with all this he'd bake me a damn cake.
Quinn: You stole from the cupcake fund.
Puck: No, I didn't. Fine, I did, I made all those cupcakes. I'm all about being a team player but my family comes first.
Quinn: I get it. And I'm sorry. I should have never called you a lima loser. You're not. You're special, and romantic... and a good enough person to realize that we are not gonna take money from a friend in a wheelchair.
[Finn walks up and Puck shoves the money down his pants]
Finn: Hey! [rolls up] Here.
Quinn: What's this?
Finn: I got a job. I'm gonna need to stay in my wheelchair as long as I'm working there but... screw it. It's worth it. Can I give you a lift to rehearsal?
[Quinn sits on his lap. They roll away and Quinn looks back at Puck standing alone]
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Puck: I didn't even know we had a home ec. room. What's all this?
Quinn: Ingredients for cupcakes... for the stupid bake sale.
[Puck grabs her hand and puts money on it]
Quinn: What's this?
Puck: It's what I have left over from my pool cleaning money. After I bought dip, and nun-chucks, I was getting that you kinda need money... for our kid.
Quinn: For my kid. [looks at money] Eighteen dollars.
Puck: How much has Finn given you?
Quinn: Just stop. I told you before, I don't care if that baby comes out with a mohawk, I will go to my grave swearing it's Finn's. [grabs his hand and gives back money]
Puck: It would be pretty awesome if it came out with mohawk.
Quinn: You are such an egg head.
Puck: I'm not.
[food fight starts and continues until Finn walks in]
Finn: What the hell?
Quinn: [laughs] We're baking!
Finn: I can see that.
Puck: I'm gonna go change.
[walks out of the room, Finn staring at him, suspicious]
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Puck: I knew I had to do something to help Quinn out with our baby. I don't know what kind of stuff you need for a baby that's still in your stomach - bottles, diapers, that kind of thing, I guess - but my baby mama was gonna get it all.
Puck: Wait up! I cracked open the piggy bank. It's for you. [hands money] Well, it's for it.
Quinn: It is a she.
Puck: Cool... I told you I wasn't a dead beat.
Quinn: Look, Puck, this is really sweet but...
Puck: I-I can get more. [looks down] People call me a screw-up because... I think school is for suckers but... I got ambition. Get us a house, some stuff, furniture, we can be a family.
Quinn: Finn is your best friend...
Puck: He'd be pissed for a while, but then he'd realize he didn't have to deal with all this he'd bake me a damn cake.
Quinn: You stole from the cupcake fund.
Puck: No, I didn't. Fine, I did, I made all those cupcakes. I'm all about being a team player but my family comes first.
Quinn: I get it. And I'm sorry. I should have never called you a lima loser. You're not. You're special, and romantic... and a good enough person to realize that we are not gonna take money from a friend in a wheelchair.
[Finn walks up and Puck shoves the money down his pants]
Finn: Hey! [rolls up] Here.
Quinn: What's this?
Finn: I got a job. I'm gonna need to stay in my wheelchair as long as I'm working there but... screw it. It's worth it. Can I give you a lift to rehearsal?
[Quinn sits on his lap. They roll away and Quinn looks back at Puck standing alone]
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