Beverly Hills, 90210, Season 4

Katie Destable:
So, I gotta ask, do you know any movie stars or kids of movie stars?

Brenda:
Just Samantha Sanders' son.

Darla Hansen:
Gosh, I guess he's pretty screwed up, huh?

Brenda:
No, actually Steve's a really good guy.

Darla:
He's not a snob?

Brenda:
He's my brother's best friend.

Katie:
Is he spoiled?

Brenda:
No more than anyone else.

Jan Myler:
Anyone from Beverly Hills, that is.

Katie:
So, what kind of car does he drive?

Brenda:
He drives a corvette. And my ex-boyfriend drives a Porsche. And most of my other friends drive BMW convertibles. They shop on Rodello Drive and they're all incredibly shallow, phony, and braindead. Are there any other stupid questions that I can answer?

Donna:
Well, maybe somebody else has... the exact same porsche.

Cindy:
Dinner is almost ready.

Brenda:
I'm too tired to chew.

Brandon:
[to Steve] Admit that you're a horse's ass.

David:
Say goodnight, Donna.

Donna:
Goodnight, Donna.

Mr. Pitts:
Uh, David, uh... what's with, uh, you and Donna and the old mattress mambo?

David:
Well, I just want us both to share the intimacy of a real relationship.

Mr. Pitts:
Wow. Wow, what a rap! Dr. Martin, Felice... you buy that?

Dr. Martin:
Well, as a doctor I'm familiar with the hormonal drives of young adults... but I leave all the parenting to Felice.

Felice Martin:
And I don't buy it. Call me old-fashioned, but... I don't believe in the motives of young men who wear earrings.

[David takes off earrings.]

Mr. Pitts:
What earring? Look at this, the guy's willing to sacrifice for a shot at your daughter.

David:
Dr. Martin, Mrs. Martin, I love Donna. Not just for her body, but for her mind.

Mr. Pitts:
Woah.

David:
And... if she has sex with me, I promise, I'll marry her.

Mr. Pitts:
Woah, I think we've exposed some raw honesty, I'll tell you what... I'll spring for the condoms, what do you say, Felice?

Felice:
Well, I guess in that case, it's alright! Donna, if you're listening, sweetheart... we give you our blessing to do the wild thing with David.

Donna:
Don't look now, but you're standing under the mistletoe!

Dylan:
Well, signed, sealed, delivered, I'm here... I'm yours.

Donna:
David, is that you?

David:
No, it's Saddam Hussein.

Brenda:
How did they do it? how did they stay together for 20 years?

Brandon:
Well, they still lock their door every Sunday night.

Lucinda:
Of course, like the aborigines I am a firm believer in body language.

Brandon:
Fortunately, I'm fluent in aborigine.

Steve:
Marriage, blackjack. It's all a crap shoot.

Andrea:
Whoever said pregnancy was a blessed event never had morning sickness.

Jim:
Well, I think I invented a new tax loophole: declare yourself a hostage and deduct the ransom.

Kelly:
[to Brandon] Whoever said all the good ones were taken obviously never met you. You've got to be the best catch on campus.

Brenda:
Why is it that I can keep any relationship going since I broke up with you?

Dylan:
I guess you just gotta find the right guy.

Brenda:
I had the right guy and I lost him. I've never really gotten over you, Dylan. How can I fall in love with someone else when I'm still in love with you?

Brandon:
For the past few hours, I've been thinking how much nicer it is to be square dancing with you than hiding out with Lucinda.

Kelly:
If that's a line, then you know how to pick 'em.

Brandon:
It's not a line.

Brenda:
This is totally immoral. We might as well eat our young!

Brandon:
There's a guy at school named Josh Richland. He's a junior and he writes for the newspaper and... uh... he's been doing a little digging about me.

Jim:
What skeletons could he possibly find in your closet?

Brandon:
The female kind.

Jim:
What's wrong with that? You're 19, you're single.

Brandon:
And she's 26 and married.

Jim:
I see.

Brandon:
Actually, if you want to get technical about it, she got divorced, but that's not the worst about it.

Jim:
Okay, go ahead and hit me. Nothing could shock me now.

Brandon:
She's on the faculty.

Jim:
I'm shocked.

Dylan:
What is your problem?

Kelly:
You want to know what my problem is? I am sick and tired of stepping aside every time Brenda comes running to you with another crisis. Every time you call, he runs whether it's Palm Springs in the middle of the night or jail, he runs. He's not your boyfriend anymore.

Brenda:
And obviously you're not my friend anymore.

Brenda:
[crying] I love Dylan.

Clare:
[about turning 18 years old] Somehow magically overnight, the words "jailbait" just kind of vanished from my forehead.

Brenda:
You ever wanted something so bad and then you finally get it and it turns into a complete nightmare?

Andrea:
To be crazy about Brandon Walsh is not to be nuts.

Brenda:
Dylan, I love you. I've never stopped loving you and I know now I never will.

Dylan:
I'll applaud you from afar.

Brenda:
I want more than your applause. I won't be gone forever, Dylan. Give me something to come back to.