[opens the envelope, takes out a picture of Finn and gapes in shock] Oh my God! [covers Finn's privates in the picture] That thing is photoshopped! His thing is not that small, or brown!
Just think, from now until eternity, every time someone Googles 'Finn Hudson', they'll be treated to that. And dozens just like it. That's the beauty of the internet. It stays with us forever.
I want a guaranteed Regionals win so I want you to drop out. McKinley gets home court advantage this year, and you're gonna come down with Asian bird-flu, or whatever Tina Blowhen-Wang just had.
I feel sorry for Karofsky, but what he did was selfish. He didn't just want to hurt himself, he wanted to hurt everyone around him. I went through the wringer, but I never got to that place-
Quinn, please. Sure, you had a baby when you were sixteen, and you had a bad dye job for two weeks, but seriously? The world never stopped loving you. And you're going to Yale. You've no idea what Karofsky was struggling with.
When you were singing that song, you were singing it to Finn and only Finn, right? He really does make you so happy. I want to support you, Rachel, and Finn, and come to the wedding. If it's not too late.
No, it's not okay. It's like you said on Valentine's Day, I made your life a living hell for months. But when the same thing happened to me, I couldn't take it for a week. My supposed best friend telling me he never wants to talk to me again, my mom telling me I have a disease… and maybe I can be cured. I don't know what to do. I can't go back to that school.
Then go to another school. I'm not gonna lie to you, it isn't going to be easy. And there will be days when… life just sucks. But you're gonna get through this. ‘Cause I'm gonna help you. And so is everyone who loves you and accepts you for who you are. And if they can't accept that, then… screw ‘em, right?
We will all say "we do". [in singsong] With feeling! Burt! You will run interference with Finn! Carole! You will distract the Justice of the Peace with your feminine wiles. [Carole throws her arms up in annoyance] I will hustle Rachel out the side door and into our waiting car where you, Leroy, will drive, I don't drive, straight to Broadway! And if that doesn't start to get our baby girl back on her career track, I don't know what will. Are we agreed?
