(watching a replay in which Beavis' mooning is pixelated) Hey Beavis...what's all that fuzzy stuff on your butt?
I don't know...is it still there? (mooning Butt-head)
Uh, no...but it wouldn't hurt to wipe once in a while.
Uh...heheh, oh yeah, sorry. I was in a hurry.
Beavis, get your butt out of my face and into that bathroom. Now.
(In the DVD cut, after Beavis moons Butthead he goes straight to simply responding "Beavis, get your butt out of my face now" and the episode ends.)
[acting as a waiter] Uh, hi, Butt-head.
I was suppose to introduce me, bunghole! Uh, welcome to a restaurant. Would you like to take my order?
Yeah, get me some nachos, buttwipe!
Mr. Manners [grabs Butt-head by the collar]: Listen, you little...t-t-twerp! This is my job, this is how I make money! Don't screw with me! [goes back to his place] Now, how about using some manners?
Hey Butt-head. Don't "screw" with him.
Yeah, he sure does like to touch.
He tried to touch my weiner!
MMr. Manners
WHAT? YOU LITTLE LIAR! [starts strangling Beavis]
MMr. Manners
[David Van Driessen comes in] He's lying!
Hey! Don't you dare lay a finger on my students! [breaks them up] Beavis, did he hit you?
Heh. Um. Heh. Yes, sir. Heh. He did. Heh. Thank you for your concern.
MMr. Manners
What?! you little dirtball!! [goes to attack Beavis, but Van Driessen's hand stops him]
You want to touch my students, I'll touch you!!! [Van Driessen and Mr. Manners get into a smack fight, the students start cheering]
MMr. Manners
I'll get you, you little punks!!!
Yeah. Thank you. Drive through.
Stop it! [throws a punch] Stop it!
MMr. Manners
You're dead, hippie.
You're going to jail, jackass!
MMr. Manners
You're going down, Woodstock!
[throws another punch] Take that, you Fascist!!!!
MMr. Manners
You're hurting me! Security!!
[in the bathroom, Beavis and Butt-head are sitting in toilet stalls next to one another; Butt-head groans, strains, and pushes in vain]
Please come out. Please! [laughs in relief as a excrement drops into the toilet]
Yeah, me, too! [grunts, strains, and pushes, but nothing emerges] Hey, Butt-head, it won't come out. [continues straining without result]
Maybe you should try using manners.
Oh, yeah! Umm, please come out of my butt. [groans and strains] Please! [feels relief as the excrement drops] Thank you, drive through.
Manners. Hey, Beavis, will you please wipe my butt?
I wonder if they're like, pipes for water, or pipes for crap?
It would be cool if they had pipes with crap and turds running through them.
They do, dumbass. How do you think all that crap gets out of your house?
It doesn't. It's in my basement in little jars.
Thats pretty disgusting, Beavis.
Now, Butt-head! You've waited your whole life to say this in class without getting in any trouble. Our topic for today is? [SEXUAL INTERCOURSE is written on the board]
[with mouth wired shut, unable to talk clearly] SEFUAL INTERCOWSE!
Say it, you pantywaste! Say it!
[still muffled] SEFUAL INTERCOWSE!
Get out of my class you insuboridnated maggot! Beavis! What does this say?
[wearing unneeded glasses, cannot read] Uh...uh...uh...
