Quinn Fabray quotes from Glee

Lauren

It's not like I'm getting married.

Quinn

Oh, you can get married as many times as you want, you only get one shot at your junior prom.

Rachel

[goes after Quinn] Quinn, you need to calm down.

Quinn

This is your fault! Nobody would vote for me because they knew he would rather be with you.

Rachel

That's not true.

Quinn

[slaps Rachel across the cheek]

Rachel

[gasps and touches her cheek]

Quinn

[whispers] I'm so sorry.

Santana

[crying] How could my running mate win and I didn't? I mean, just because I hate everyone doesn't mean they have to hate me too.

Brittany

It's just a stupid crown. You can buy it at the Party Store.

Santana

Can't I just have one night when I'm queen?

Santana

Where I'm accepted?

Kurt'

No way.

Quinn

There's no way I'm staying here. I'm going to transfer.

Santana

As soon as we get to New York I'm bailing to live in a lesbian colony, or Tribeca.

Rachel

[checking her cheek] Most girls would be upset about getting slapped in the face, but…I happen to appreciate the drama of it. [gets a paper towel]

Quinn

[leans against the sink] I know you think it's hard to be you, Rachel, but at least you don't have to be terrified all of the time.

Rachel

What are you so scared of? [offers a paper towel to Quinn]

Quinn

[takes the paper towel] The future. When all this is gone.

Rachel

Look, you have nothing to be scared of. You're a very pretty girl, Quinn. You're the prettiest girl I've met Quinn but...you're a lot more than that.

Finn

Rachel and I should sing a duet. We killed it last year at regionals with "Faithfully".

Quinn

Yeah, killed us. We lost.

Finn

[Crying] Don't you feel anything anymore? This is real. This is happening.

Quinn

[Tear rolls down her cheek] Are you happy now? Is this me feeling enough for you?

Finn

I-I'm sorry, I still love yo-

Quinn

Just don't touch me!

Quinn

You might want to check the dates on those, Rachel, 'cause Cats closed about eleven years ago.

Rachel

He did seem crazy. He charged my credit card through his butt crack.

Brittany

Yeah, totally.

Quinn

[grabs her jacket] We gotta get out of here.

Rachel

Wait, no, no, no. Mr. Schue gave us explicit instructions.

Quinn

To write a song and our problem is our only inspiration are mattresses and bathroom cups.

Quinn's right. We're in the artist capital of the world. Poets, musicians, actors, playwrights. Every dreamer that's lived has passed through this city. And if we want our dreams to come true, we need to be there out with them, not stuck in here.

Finn

Guys, I don't think this is a good idea. I mean, we've still got those songs to write and if we don't write them then we're gonna lose.

Lauren

No, they're right! Can't you hear the city calling to you?

Quinn

We don't need to write songs for Nationals. New York's going to write them for us.

Santana

[groans and knocks on the bathroom door] Quinn, quit hogging the bathroom! I needs to re-pencil my eyebrows on. [turns to Brittany] I mean, doesn't she-

Quinn

[opens the door and walks out] It's all yours.

Santana

Everyone's already in the other room working.

Quinn

Oh yeah? Is Mr. Schue in there? Because I think I'm going to tell him that Rachel and Kurt keep sneaking off together.

Brittany

You can't do that. He'll have to suspend them.

Quinn

And there goes our chances at nationals. Darn!

Santana

You know what? We get it. You're pissed about Finn dumping your sweet ass. Get over it.

Quinn

I don't want to get over it! Okay?

Santana

The only person that you're sabotaging is yourself.

Quinn

I DON'T CARE ABOUT SOME STUPID SHOW CHOIR COMPETITION!

Santana

Well you should because this is the one chance that we have to actually feel good about ourselves!

Quinn

[begins to cry] Aren't we suppose to be the popular girls? So why can't we have our dreams come true? Rachel has Finn, Tina has Mike, and even Lauren's hooked up. [sits on a bed and Santana and Brittany sit next to her] I just wanted for somebody to love me.

Santana

I think I know how to make you feel better.

Quinn

I'm flattered Santana, but I'm really not that into that.

Santana

No, no I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about a haircut.

Brittany

Yes, totally.

Quinn

Senior year and I've finally found myself. Not sure what the tipping point was; dyeing my hair, the nose ring, my ironic tattoo of Ryan Seacrest. But one thing I know, I'm never going back.

Santana

Quinn, look, this is our senior year. And frankly, being on the Cheerios isn't the same without you.

Quinn

You guys are such suckers for going back to Sue Sylvester.

Santana

Come on, screw her. This is for us. We can win two National championships this year. We joined Cheerios together, we joined Glee club together, we all slept with Puckerman the same year. We're like besties for life.

Brittany

Yeah, come on, Quinn. We used to be the Three Musketeers. Now Santana and I are like Almond Joy and you're like a Jolly Rancher that fell in the ashtray.

Quinn

You guys never understood the pressure I was under. It sucked. I'm not interested in the boys, or the makeup, or the polyester outfits.

Santana

Look, I've got a bar of soap and a bottle of peroxide with your name on it in my locker. Come on, Quinn. You can't break up the Unholy Trinity.

Quinn

People grow apart. Deal with it. I've got new friends now, and they accept me for who I am.

Rachel

Hey, Quinn. [turns to Quinn's friends] Uh, hello...skanks.

Your friend stinks of soap, Quinn.

Rachel

[to Quinn] We were friends once. Okay, and maybe when you cut off all of your hair last year and thought it would solve all of your problems, I should've spoken up. Maybe when you dropped out of society and started dating that 40 year old skateboarder, I should have said-

Quinn

I'm not coming back to glee club.

Rachel

We need you, okay? Have you seen those purple pianos around school? We're planning this big recruiting and it's a tribute to the Go-Gos. I mean, who doesn't love the Go-Gos?

I prefer the Bangles.

Rachel

Okay. We need your tremulous alto and your Belinda Carlisle glamor.

I'll give you ten bucks if you let me beat her up for you, Quinn.

Rachel

I'm sorry you're so sad, Quinn, and maybe you're not going to believe me because we were never really close but I'm sad not seeing you in the choir room and we've all been through so much together, we're a family, and this is our year to get it right. We would love to have you back in the Glee club, whenever you're ready, okay?

Quinn

Did you come here just to torment me about seeing my baby?

Shelby

I want you to be a part of Beth's life...but not like this.

Methol 100s? Really, skank?

Quinn

You can't be in here. It's the girls' bathroom.

I'm always here. The stalls are cleaner. Hey, you need to lose the skank act and get it together.

Quinn

Everyone needs to leave me alone because this is who I am.

You look like a Real Housewife of Reno. I saw Beth.

Quinn

So?

She's perfect. She looks just like you. Well, the old you.

Quinn

Yeah, well it doesn't matter. We're not parent material.

We can be.

Quinn

We're never going to be together.

I don't care about you, I care about her. I don't want her having questions, or being messed up. She needs you in her life.

Will

Miss Fabray! Wait. You know, there's only one person in this world that you care about. And that's yourself.

Quinn

You have no idea...

Will

[hammers his hand at the table] I'M NOT FINISHED!

Becky

Woah, woah, woah.

Will

You're not a little girl anymore, Quinn. How long are you planning on playing the victim card? Since day one, you've done nothing but sabotage the same Glee club that's been there for you over and over again, when you got pregnant, when your parents kicked you out. You know, Mercedes even let you live in her house! And I don't recall ever hearing so much as a "thank you". So now you're a train wreck. Well, congratulations. But you stride into my office and tell me it's my fault? Well, then I have something to say to you, grow up.

Mercedes

Move your busted creeper ass…

Tina

…now!

Easy girls. I'm just trying to make her normal.

Brittany

She is normal.

Quinn

It's not a choice, idiot. But even if it were you would be our last choice.

Oh, I get it. So you're all a bunch of lesbos.

Rachel

So what if we are. You don't stand a chance either way.