Jack

Eric:
When I grow up, I want to be a gynecologist

Miss Marquez:
You need to give a reason

Eric:
Your the reaSon, Miss Marquez

Jack:
What do I want to be when I grow up? Alive.

Angry Man:
I'm a loser? You're a son of a b*tch!

Jack:
I can't believe you said that! You cussed! You said the B-Word!

Jack:
I'll have a Shirley Temple and some merecino cherries.

Paulie:
Get him a Madonna.

Paulie:
Know who Madonna is right?

Jack:
Who?

Paulie:
Shirley Temple without the cherry.

Dolores:
Since when is being bad, bad?

Jack:
I'm not a freak, you're a freak, four eyes!

Jane:
He's ten.

Louis:
Hey, you, you shoot hoops?

Jack:
Who, me?

Louis:
No, the 40-year-old kid behind you.

Brian:
I remember when you first learned to ride a bike. You were so determined to ride, even though you kept wipin' out and you almost took out some of the neighbors, but eventually you got it and now you're riding like a pro.

Miss Marquez:
We're gonna have to change your name from Jack to Shaq.

Jack:
He had the sqirts. He had Diarrhea.

Dolores:
Well, that was more than I needed to know.

Mr Woodruff:
You know why I like to teach children, Jack? So I don't get so wrapped up in being an adult. So I can remember there are other things that are important in life - like riding a bike, playing in a treehouse, splashing in water with your good shoes on. And you my friend were my most special student, and, until recently, you were everything I ever wanted in a student. You were a shooting star amongst ordinary stars. Have you ever seen a shooting star, Jack?

Jack:
No...

Mr Woodruff:
It's wonderful. It passes quickly, but while it's here it just lights up the whole sky - it's the most beautiful thing you'd ever want to see. So beautiful that the other stars stop and watch. You almost never see one.

Jack:
Why?

Mr Woodruff:
Because they're very rare - quite rare - but I saw one. I did.

Jack:
I just want to be a regular star.

Mr Woodruff:
Jack, you'll never be regular. You're spectacular.

Jack:
[his speech at the graduation] I don't have very much time these days, so I'll make it quick. Like my life. You know as we come to the end of this phase of our lives, we find ourselves trying to remember the good times and trying to forget the bad times, and we find ourselves thinking about the future. We start to worry, thinking "What am I gonna do?", "Where am I gonna be in ten years?". But I say to you, "Hey, look at me". Please, don't worry so much, because in the end, none of us have very long on this earth - life is fleeting. And if you're ever distressed, cast your eyes to the summer sky when the stars are strung across the velvety night, and when a shooting star streaks through the blackness turning night into day, make a wish and think of me. Make your life spectacular. I know I did. I made it, mom! I'm a grown up.

Louis:
I want to be just like my best friend when I grow up. He's only ten but he looks much older. He's like the perfect grown up because on the inside, he's still just a kid - he's not afraid to learn things or try things, or to meet new people the way most grown ups are. It's like he's looking at everything for the first time - because he is. And most grown ups aren't like that.