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Community (2009–2015) is an American sitcom that premiered on NBC and Yahoo Screen about students at a community college in the fictional city of Greendale, Colorado. The show would run for six seasons on NBC and Yahoo Screen, hence the #sixseasonsandamovie hashtag.

Dean Craig Pelton: [Giving a public speech to welcome new students at Greendale Community College] Uh... good morning! Uhh, many of you are halfway through your first week here at Greendale and, as your Dean, I thought I would share a few thoughts of wisdom and inspiration. [reading from his notes] What is community college? Well, you've heard all kinds of things. You've heard it's "loser" college for remedial teens, 20-something dropouts, middle-aged divorcees and old people keeping their minds active as they circle the drain of eternity. That's what you've heard; however, I wish you luck! [Awkward silence] Okay, you know- Uh, oh. There's more to this speech, so there's actually a middle card that is missing, can we all look around our immediate areas? 'Cause I really wanted to...

Abed Nadir: I'm only half arab actually, my dad is Palestinian but he's a US citizen so he's not a threat to national security or anything, a lot of people want to know that after they meet him because he has an angry energy, but not like angry at America, just angry at my mom for leaving him, although she did leave him because he was angry and he was angry because she's American, my name's Abed by the way.
Jeff Winger: Abed, uhhh, nice to know you and then meet you, in that order. Now, about that question that I asked?
Abed: Oh, uhh, five after eleven when you asked.
Jeff: [Spots Britta Perry in the distance] Abed.
Abed: Yeah.
Jeff: What's the deal with the hot girl from Spanish class? I can't find a road in there.
Abed: Well, I've only talked to her once while she was borrowing a pencil, but...her name is Britta, she's 28, birthday in October, she has two older brothers and one of them works with children who have a disorder I might wanna look up. Oh, and she thinks she's going to flunk tomorrow's test so she really needs to focus and she's sorry that makes her seem cold.
Jeff: Holy crap. Abed, I see your value now. [Walks away]
Abed: That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me.

Jeff: Uh, I am in a bit of a jam. The state Bar has suspended my license. They found out my college degree was less than legitimate.
Dr. Ian Duncan: I thought you had a Bachelor's from Columbia?
Jeff: And now I have to get one from America. And it can't be an e-mail attachment.

Jeff: You know what makes humans different from other animals?
Troy Barnes: Feet!
Pierce Hawthorne: No, no, no, come on. Bears have feet.
Jeff: We're the only species on Earth that observes Shark Week. Sharks don't even observe Shark Week, but we do, for the same reason I can pick up this pencil, tell you its name is Steve, and go like this! [Snaps pencil in two to the discomfort of the others] And part of you dies, just a little bit, on the inside. Because people can connect with anything. We can sympathize with a pencil, we can forgive a shark, and we can give Ben Affleck an Academy Award for screenwriting.
Pierce: Big mistake.
Troy: Got a point.
Jeff: People can find the good in just about anything but themselves. Look at me. It's clear to all of you that I am awesome, but I can never admit that because that would make me an ass. What I can do is see what makes Annie awesome. She's driven. We need driven people or the lights go out and the ice cream melts. And Pierce. We need guys like Pierce. This guy has wisdom to offer.
Pierce: The Dalai Lama and I-
Jeff: We should listen to him sometime. We wouldn't regret it. And Shirley. Shirley has earned our respect. Not as a wife, not as a mother, but as a woman. And don't test her on that, because that thing about the jukebox was way too specific to be improvised. And Troy. Who cares if Troy thinks he's all that? Maybe he is. Do you think astronauts go to the moon because they hate oxygen? No, they're trying to impress their high school's prom king. And Abed. Abed's a shaman. You ask him to pass the salt, he gives you a bowl of soup because you know what? Soup is better. Abed is better. You are all better than you think you are. You are just designed not to believe it when you hear it from yourself.
Pierce: Soup?
Pierce: [raising a glass] To the empowerage of words.
Jeff: To the irony of that sentence.

Jeff: Hey, you know what today is? [Hands Britta a card] It's the two week anniversary of my horrible first impression.
Britta Perry: There's a card for that?
Jeff: Not specifically, but if you think of grandsons as a metaphor for friendship, I think you'll agree with this Transformer here that it's time for ours to become a man, by reading from the Torah.
Abed Nadir: I'm interested in making movies, but my dad says all media is Western propaganda that negatively stereotypes Arabs.
Troy: He should see Aladdin. Jafar was a badass!

Jeff: Hey, Troy sneezes like a girl!
Troy: And how 'bout I pound you like a boy! That didn't come out right.

Abed: [Filming Jeff with a videocamera] Jeff, I think you should play the role of my father.
Jeff: I don't wanna be your father.
Abed: Perfect, you already know your lines.
Annie Edison: This is really important to me, Abed. Could you please go as my friend? My really good friend?
Abed: Well, I didn't realize we were really good friends. I figured we were more like Chandler and Phoebe; they never really had stories together. ...Sure, I'll do it Chandler.

[Annie walks into the study room where Troy and Abed are already sitting down]
Troy: Hey, sorry for bailing on the psych experiment.
Annie: That WAS the experiment, Troy. We were testing to see how long people would wait in the room.
Troy: [Suddenly realising] Whoa!
Abed: Oh. Gotcha.
Annie: "Gotcha?" That's all you have to say?
Abed: Yeah.
Annie: You sat in a room for 26 straight hours. Didn't that bother you?
Abed: Yeah, I was livid.
Annie: Then why didn't you leave?!
Abed: Cos you asked me to stay and you said we were friends.
[Annie starts to feel guilty and sits down]
Troy: Wait. Is this still part of the experiment?
Jeff: ...no, no. He’s more like a puppy with a fish mouth.
Shirley : Right, right, right. Like this... [Shirley does a Vaughn face. Jeff laughs. Pierce opens the door to the study room and strides in]
Pierce: That’s right. Laugh it up. You guys want to know what they’re doing right now? Making fun of all of us. I heard you with my own Ear... Noculars.
Jeff: Pierce, we--
Pierce: Calling me “Hacky Sack,” ripping on my six pack abs and my moist hair. And apparently someone got a hold of my poem. And that face she was Just making?... [Imitates Shirley’s “fish” face] That was obviously Annie.
Troy :Okay, this is definitely part of the experiment.
Shirley: Pierce, we weren’t making fun of you.
Jeff:We were talking about Britta’s boyfriend, Vaughn.
Pierce: [on a dime] Oh, okay. Good. [sits down; rubs hands together] But if we’re gonna do something, let’s do it as a team. I’ll get the ball rolling. Maybe he has a tiny penis.
Troy: Who is this guy?
Shirley: Oh, you all have to see him.Everything’s, “no worries, no worries.” And he always has to say three greetings in a row. And show them the poem.
[Shirley takes Vaughn’s poem print out from Jeff and hands it over]
Jeff: Oh, maybe don’t show that. I don’t think we should--
Britta: I should be done in an hour.
Shirley hears Britta and hides the poem printout under a bag.
Britta and Vaughn are now standing in the entry way.
Vaughn:No worries.
Troy: He just said it!
Britta: Hey guys, you’ve met Vaughn, right? Vaughn: Hey. What’s up?. Hi.
Shirley: holds up three fingers. The group tries not to laugh but can’t hold it in.
Pierce: (whispering too loud) He’s a fool. Vaughn: Whoa, this group’s got a case of the giggles. Tight. Vaughn sits down at the table, moving the bag out of his way. His poem is revealed.
Vaughn: Is that?(to Britta) You showed them my poem?
Britta: No.
Pierce: (laughing; hands poem to Vaughn)Read it.
Vaughn: You guys are laughing at me, aren’t you? That’s uh, wow. (to Britta)I thought you were cooler than this.
Vaughn leaves. Britta is pissed.
Britta: (to Jeff)I can’t believe you.
Shirley: Honestly Jeff, how dare you? Jeff shoots Shirley a look.
Britta shakes her head at Jeff and goes after Vaughn.
Pierce:(with Ear-noculars) He’s crying. And now he’s barking.
An angry Jeff walks across the quad. Shirley catches up with him.
Shirley: Jeff, wait! I’m sorry I sold you out. Jeff: Britta’s never going to forgive me.I can’t believe I showed you that poem good lord, when did my life become an episode of Degrassi High?
Shirley: (indicates nearby bench) Can we talk? (Jeff sighs and sits with Shirley.) Jeff I have a gossip problem.
Jeff: I’m not a real supporter of this word but... duh.
Shirley : I stir the pot, Jeff. I’m a pot stirrer. This isn’t the only study group I’ve had this year. See those ladies over there?
One of them gives Shirley a dirty look.
Shirley: I was in that group until they kicked me out. They call me “Tattle-ina.” (then)It’s a bumblebee nickname. It’s cute but it stings. Jeff looks over at Shirley’s former study group.
Troy: The only difference between Señor Chang and Stalin is that I know who Señor Chang is.

Jeff: She confessed to protect her classmates, because you were threatening to flunk everyone!
Duncan: [Incredulous] You did what?
Ben Chang: Oh, shut your pompous vortex of overlapping fangs!
Duncan: Hey, British dentistry is not on trial!
Jeff: Abed, it makes the group uncomfortable when you talk about the group like we're characters in a show you're watching.
Abed: That's sort of my gimmick, but we did lean on that pretty hard last week. I can lay low for an episode.

Jeff: I'm saying, you're a football player. It's in your blood!
Troy: That's racist.
Jeff: Your soul.
Troy: That's racist.
Jeff: Your eyes?
Troy: That's gay?
Jeff: That's homophobic.
Troy: That's black.
Jeff: That's racist.
Troy: Damn.

Troy: How did you know that my nickname is T-Bone?
Jeff: Because you're a football player and your name begins with T. [Slowly] Your name. Begins. With T.

Troy: Hip, hop, body don't stop. Riverside got the broom, don't need a mop. Put your team in the box, put a ribbon on top, we're not John Kerry 'cause we don't flip-flop.
Annie: Troy, why are you doing our politically conservative high school's shamefully outdated fight rap? [Pause]
Troy: Bing, bong, sing along. Your team's Al Gore 'cause your views are wrong.
[Jeff confidently walks up to Professor Slater and sits at her table]
Jeff: [with a serious face] Please sleep with me. Please. Pretty please. I am so lonely. I haven't slept with anyone in a very long time, and you are so good-looking. Please do me the favour of having sex with me.
Professor Slater: [after thinking about it] Okay, but stay three steps behind me and promise you won't tell anybody.

Jeff: Batman, are you staying for the party?
Abed: [In Batman costume] If I stay, there can be no party. I must be out there in the night, staying vigilant.
Wherever a party needs to be saved, I'm there. Wherever there are masks, wherever there's tomfoolery and joy, I'm there.
But sometimes I'm not cause I'm out in the night, staying vigilant. Watching. Lurking. Running. Jumping. Hurtling. Sleeping. No, I can't sleep. You sleep. I'm awake. I don't sleep. I don't blink. Am I bird? No. I'm a bat. I am Batman. Or am I? Yes, I am Batman. Happy Halloween.

[Troy and Abed are talking with their best Batman voices]
Troy: Candy corn looks like tiny traffic cones.
Abed: Yeah, it sure does.
Troy: At like a candy traffic school. Like a little gingerbread man at the wheel. And he's drunk!
Abed: Look out!
Troy: We drivin'. But you keep wantin' to eat yourself.
Abed: All day.
Troy: That's one of my biggest fears.
Abed: What is?
Troy: If I ever, like, woke up as a donut...
Abed: You would eat yourself?
Troy: I wouldn't even question it. That's one of my biggest fears.
Abed: Mmm. That'd be tasty.
Troy: It's cool to know other people think about this stuff, too.
Abed: Yeah. Yeah.
[The study group is trying to help Jeff, who is living in his car after being evicted from his condo, but he refuses any help]
Jeff: The next person who offers me pity or charity will be mentioned — by name — in my suicide note.

[Britta turns off the TV]
Jeff: Hey, what are you doing? That was The Jeffersons, honky...
Britta: I was wrong, okay? Material possessions are important. Think how much happier The Jeffersons were than that family on Good Times.
Jeff: Yeah, but they had good times.

Jeff: How are you so satisfied all the time, Abed? I mean, don't you ever want anything more out of life than cereal?
Abed: [thinking] Sometimes, I like to pour hot cocoa mix into cold milk, and drink it like a cold hot chocolate. I call it Special Drink.
Jeff: And someday, you will know it by its true name: diabetes.
Abed: You're Goldie Hawn, Jeff.
Jeff: I'm sorry?
Abed: You're Goldie Hawn.
Jeff: Is it the lips?
Abed: No. In Overboard, she was just like you. Wealthy, assertive, arrogant, got manicures all the time. But then she fell off her boat, and it was a good thing for her, because, ultimately, she realized she was happier being poor and raising four unruly boys with Kurt Russell.
Jeff: Can I not be Kurt Russell in this scenario?
Abed: You can do whatever you want, you just have to know what that is. For me, it's Lucky Charms and TV.
Dean Craig Pelton: Mr. Winger, did you happen to hear my announcement?
Jeff: I hang on every word.
Dean: I'm going to assume that's sarcasm.
Jeff: Correct.
Dean: So you didn't hear my announcement?
Jeff: I'm barely listening now.

Jeff: Ugh!
Annie: What's wrong?
Jeff: I have this weird pain right above my eyebrow.
Annie: It's called a stress headache. I got my first one when I was four.
Jeff: I hate it!
Annie: Well get used to it! You're knee-deep in it now, brother. This is debate!
[Señor Chang has assigned excessive homework]
Britta: There's only one solution. Someone has to go to Chang and talk to him.
Annie: I vote we all look at Jeff at the same time. [They do]
Jeff: ]Not paying attention] In a way, all of you are right... OK, what was I tuning out?
Annie: You have to get Chang to call off some of this homework! You're the one with the silver tongue.
Pierce: Yeah, go tongue Chang.
Jeff: Guys, what makes you think I can convince Chang of anything if I can't convince you not to make me do it?
Shirley Bennett: Well, I guess it sounds crazy...
Troy: Jeff does raise a good point.
[The others murmur in agreement]
Troy: Wait! You are convincing!
[The others gasp and exclaim their realization]

[Chang is going through a split with his wife]
Chang: You make no mistake about this, Winger: I pleasure that woman greatly.
Jeff: Psh, yeah, you look like you would have to. I'm not surprised you said that.
Shirley: Pierce has got a girlfriend!
Britta: That's great. What's she do?
Pierce: She's an escort.
Shirley: Oh...
Jeff: Some mysteries solve themselves, don't they?

Dean: Isn't it great? Greendale is the latest campus to catch a case of public health fever.
Britta: You know the toilets in the women's bathrooms don't have seats, right?
Dean: Because they keep getting stolen. Sabrina, take a note. I want hidden cameras in every stall.
Britta: Problem solved.
Shirley: I'm so sick of the dean jamming his PC-ness down my throat.
Jeff: Pierce, I'd like to commend you for letting that one go.

Britta: Guys, are we really going to let religion divide us? I think there's one thing we can all agree on.
Abed: I get 72 virgins in heaven.
Britta: ...No.
Jeff: [After being kicked in the face by Buddy] No no, its fine, it's fine. It's just little a nose bleed. I get 'em when it's dry and when my face gets kicked.

Jeff: [To Buddy] Annie's pretty young, we try not to sexualize her.

Abed: Jeff, what's your favorite episode of M*A*S*H?
Jeff: The one with, uh... the army.
Abed: That's what I thought. If you'd ever actually seen the show, you'd know that Hawkeye didn't just bed nurses and drink martinis. He also had blood sprayed on his face and barked orders when the choppers came in. If he didn't, people died. He was a leader, Jeff. That's your job.
Jeff: You keep a list of everyone based on how good-looking they are?
Dean: Yes, we do... number two.
Professor Michelle Slater: Dean Pelton?
Dean: Yes, Professor Seven... uh, Professor Slater?

Troy: [To Britta] Girls are supposed to dance, that's why God gave them parts that jiggle.

Pierce: [Talking about Troy's dancing] Troy, what you did took guts. I'm impressed.
Troy: Thanks, Pierce.
Pierce: And such a creative way to tell the world you're gay.
Shirley: Does anybody get specific about me?
Pierce: Check your e-mail.
Shirley: I'll mark you as spam.
Pierce: Who the hell's Pam?

Shirley: You don't see me saying anything crazy about Abed and Troy's weird little relationship.
Abed and Troy: [To each other] They're just jealous.

Jeff: Troy, I want you to clear your mind.
Troy: [Immediately] Done.

[Troy and Abed are filming their own version of Kickpuncher, an in-universe parody of the 1987 movie RoboCop. Troy poses as Kickpuncher, Abed as his love interest]
Troy: Are you sure Britta couldn't do your part?
Abed: I asked her. She wasn't available.
Troy: [Sighs] Let's go film the sex scene.
Dean: [Over P.A.] It's Valentine's week, when the Greendale Human Being is the Cupid Being, delivering your gift to that special someone. But, remember, Cupid's face is magic marker on nylon, so love is not only blind but also dizzy and a little belligerent.

Abed: Another muffin basket from another actress who wants to be in my next film.
Jeff: Does that work?
Abed: Yep. Meryl Streep has two Oscars because of her baking. Ah, that's sarcasm, but I forgot to inflect. This sounds way more like sarcasm. Inflection is so interesting.
[Abed is being a "different version of himself"; Annie is standing in as the girl Abed intends to court]
Abed: What are you reading?
Annie: Pride and Prejudice.
Abed: So you're familiar with two sins... how about a third?
Shirley: Ooh! [Everyone leans in closer as Abed pulls out a cigarette case]
Annie: I don't think we're allowed to smoke in here.
Abed: Well, then you picked the wrong outfit, didn't you?
[Abed leans in for a kiss and is interrupted at the last second]
Shirley: Abed, what are you doing?!
Abed: Don Draper from Mad Men. What did you think?
Britta: Weird.
Troy: Awesome.
Pierce: Put your tongue in her ear.
Annie: I liked it.

Jeff: What are you guys doing?
Abed: They're teaching me how to be someone else.
Jeff: Oh, for God's sake, what did I tell you guys?
Abed: [doing a Jeff impression] Oh, for God's sake everybody, do whatever you want! Leave each other alone!
Troy: Whoa! That is a good Jeff! How did you do that?
Abed: 10% Dick Van Dyke, 20% Sam Malone, 40% Zach Braff from Scrubs, 30% Hilary Swank in Boys Don't Cry.
Jeff: [Disappointed] Zach Braff.
Abed: Sorry.

Abed: The truth is lots of girls like me because, let's face it, I'm pretty adorable, and, uh, my aloofness unconsciously reminds them of their fathers, so... I'm more used to them approaching me.
Britta: So we didn't damage your self-esteem or anything?
Abed: Britta, I've got self-esteem falling out of my butt. That's why I was willing to change for you guys. When you really know who you are and what you like about yourself, changing for other people isn't such a big deal.
[There is a pause]
Jeff: Abed, you're a god.
Abed: I hope they're not twins. Twins freak me out. They always know what the other one is—
Troy: —Thinking?
Abed: Yeah. And they're always finishing each other's—
Troy: —Pie?
Abed: Exactly. It's creepy.

Annie: How much effort do I rate?
Jeff: For you, I’d break a light sweat.
Annie: Good. I need a favor. Help Pierce with his step daughter?
Jeff: You're becoming dangerous, Annie. It’s those doe eyes. Disappointing you is like choking the little mermaid with a bike chain.
Admiral Slaughter: I don't see students here; I see seamen. I didn't create them. From the moment you climbed aboard, I saw seamen inside you. More importantly, you've stopped giggling at the word "seamen," and that's the mark of a real seaman.

Abed: Anyone can be a lawyer. You can even represent yourself. You can't do surgery on yourself. It's illegal. You'd get arrested, and then you'd get a free lawyer.
Dean: From now on, April 1st is now March 32nd.

Britta: "Knock knock." "Who's there?" "Cancer!" "Oh good, come on in, I thought it was Britta!"

[In his office, the Dean is talking to Annie and Shirley about their bad job as on-campus security guards. Abed watches while eating popcorn]
Dean: I see how that would be frustrating, but the fact is-
Abed: [Suggesting the lines to the Dean] Your ass is on the line.
Dean: My ass is on the line!
Abed: You just got off the phone with the mayor.
Dean: I just got off the phone with the- what, the mayor?! Stop doing that!
Abed: I'm trying to help. You're not doing this right.
Dean: [Sarcastically] Well, maybe you should do it.
[Abed hands the Dean his bag of popcorn, then slams a hand on the table and starts speaking to Annie and Shirley in an African-American accent]
Abed: I'm sick and tired of making excuses for you two! You're an embarassement to the department. You're off the case and off the force. Your badges and your windbreakers now. [Annie and Shirley hesitate] Now! I ain't got all day! Agitating my sciatica. I'm too old for this! Now, get out of my sight! Thought you were badasses, huh? Real badasses work together. All I see is a housewife and a girl scout.
Annie: [Offended] Hey!
Shirley: Abed!
Abed: I said get out! And don't ever think about getting near this case, huh!
[Annie and Shirley exit the Dean's office]
Dean: Pretty harsh.
Abed: [Talking normally] Whatever, that's what they needed.
Pierce: Abed, your social skills aren't exactly streets ahead, you know what i mean?
Abed: I don't.
Jeff: [To Abed] You're not alone on this case. Pierce, stop trying to coin the phrase "streets ahead".
Pierce: Trying? Coined and minted. Been there, coined that! "Streets ahead" is verbal wildfire.
Annie: Does it just mean "cool" or is it supposed to be like "miles ahead"?
Pierce: [Sighs] If you have to ask, you're streets behind.

Troy: If it was cool to eat God, he'd be a chicken finger.

Abed: For as long as I can remember, I always wanted to be in a mafia movie.

Jeff: Troy, why do you have a monkey?
Troy: It's an animal that looks like a dude, why don't I have 10 of them?
Abed: You still call me a terrorist.
Pierce: If you're not, I'm sorry. If you are, I'm a hero. It's a risk I'm prepared to take.

Shirley: Come on, everybody, let's not make fun of Annie.
Annie: No, no, I don't want anybody's pity. You know, come to think of it, after Pierce, you're the most bigoted.
Shirley: What?
Annie: When you found out I was Jewish, you invited me into a "pool party" that turned out to be a baptism.
Shirley: Well, excuse me for trying to sneak you into heaven!
Troy: [talking about the paintball competition] What's the prize?
Dean: It was a DVD Blu-Ray player but it was stolen, so now it's TBD.
Troy: I want TBD. Is that new?
Pierce: if it's what I think I had it for a month in the seventies.

Pierce: You want my advice, pork her and move on. It's what we did back in my day.
Jeff: Yes, but you also put hydrogen in blimps and that was bad.
[Annie has betrayed the group]
Jeff: Now she is going to make the Disney face. Her lip is going to quiver and her eyes will flutter but they won't ever actually close but do not feel sorry for her!

Jeff: Friends don't do what you did to us. Did the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants poison each other's food so they were too sick to leave? No! I've never seen it, but I'm pretty sure they MAILED EACH OTHER PANTS!
Annie: I said I was sorry!
Jeff: Who cares if you're sorry? We're still screwed! Be sorry about this stuff before you do it, then DON'T DO IT!
Chang: [Pulls out a roll of coins] Do you know what this is?
Duncan: A roll of quarters?
Chang: Yeah, that's right! [Punches Duncan]

Jeff: Slater makes me feel like I do when I write my new years resolutions. She makes me feel like the guy I want to be. And Britta makes me feel like the guy I am three weeks after new years, when I’m back to hitting my snooze button and screening my mom’s phone calls. Back to who I really am. So, do you try to evolve? Or do you try to know what you are?
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