1x22 - Leave it to Beaver

Veronica: Why would Madison do that? [write "slut" on Veronica's car]
Luke: I don't know. 'Cause she's a horrible human being?

Veronica: You can keep asking, but you're not the fairest. Trust me.
Madison: Well, I can tell you who the pastiest is. What's the deal -- can't buy bronzer with food stamps?
Veronica: You wrote "slut" on my car last year at Shelly's party. Why?
Madison: Because "whore" had too many letters.

Keith: Veronica, what if you started looking for another job? Selling clothes or something?
Veronica: What?
Keith: I just can't help think that your life would be better if you weren't working for me.
Veronica: Are you kidding me? You're the best father in the world. I mean, come on. Look at me. I'm healthy, happy... good grades. All my own teeth. Fancy shoes. I never would have gotten through this past year if it wasn't for you.
Keith: If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have to.

Veronica: Beaver. Damn -- you don't look happy to see me.

Keith: You see another special on dust mites?
Veronica: They're disgusting, they're everywhere, and they must be destroyed.
Keith: Do I have any messages or did you boil them?
Veronica: Just a fax. Apparently, that package you've been waiting for is in Vegas. Is it a white Bengal tiger?

Meg: You don't want to drink that.
Veronica: Why?
Meg: I'm betting Madison gave you a trip to the dentist. It's her thing. She does it to people she doesn't like. She spits in her cocktail and calls it a trip to the dentist. 'Cause we're in eighth grade.

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