Hey Arnold!, Season 5

Helga:
Look Phoebe, you gotta snap out of this. I mean, criminy, it's not like it's the first time you ever farted. Heck, when you sleep over you do it all the time. You rip 'em all night long, they stink to high heaven. It's all I can do to keep from passing out.

Phoebe:
[Points to door from under blanket; irritably] Just get out.

Helga:
[Passing Arnold as she leaves] Well, it's all up to you now, football-head.

Arnold:
Phoebe? Do you feel any better?

Phoebe:
[Emerging from the blanket] Actually, Arnold, I feel worse. I know now that no one is ever gonna forget what I did. From now on, when people look at me, the only thing they'll see is a girl who flatulated.

Arnold:
That's not true.

Phoebe:
Get real, Arnold! Nine years of living have been reduced to one... to one, solitary fart!

Arnold:
Come on, Phoebe. You know there's more to you than that.

Phoebe:
Well, of course there is, Arnold! I'm smart and funny! I'm neat and clean and organized! I have a perfect attendance record, and I'm very good at checkers!

Arnold:
Well, then you have to do something to make people remember all those things. You have a choice to make. You can run away from your problems, sit in your room and hide from the world, or you can go back to school and stand up for yourself.

Phoebe:
I can't do that, Arnold. I can't face them.

Arnold:
If you can't face the class, how are you ever gonna face yourself?