Quotes
Weevil: So that, uh, surveillance tape just... poof?
Veronica: That's fortunate.
09er: Hey that's not his car, that's my mom's car. Weevil: She can bill me.
Veronica: (to Wallace) Congratulations, Sport. In your short time here, you already managed to piss off the motorcycle gang and the local sheriff.
Cliff: I heard your dad's out tracking down bail jumpers half the time and yet somehow all the cases that come in here still get handled. How is that?
Veronica: We're efficient.
Weevil: All right, one week. After that we come for you, your boy and your little dog too.
Veronica: (voiceover) Quite a reputation I've got, huh? You wanna know how I lost my virginity? So do I.
Keith: I nailed our bail jumper one hundred yards from Mexico... Twenty five hundred bucks. No sack dinners tonight. Tonight we eat, like the lower middle class to which we aspire. Fire up the 'bachie.
Lamb: I've got not a shred of evidence to work with here but that really doesn't matter to your family, now does it?
Lamb: I'll tell you what Veronica Mars, why don't you go see the wizard? Ask for a little backbone.
Logan: Hey, Veronica Mars...Do you know what your little joke cost me?
Veronica: Well, I’m pretty sure you won’t be getting your bong back.
Logan: Wrong answer. Would you care to guess again?
Veronica: Clearly your sense of humour
Logan: Nope. You’re usually so good at pop quizzes. No, the correct answer is my car. That’s right. My Daddy took my T-Bird away. And you know what I won’t be having. Fun, fun, fun.
Weevil: Sister, the only time I care what a woman has to say is when she’s riding my big old hog, but even then it’s not so much words, just a bunch of "oohs" and "aahs," you know?
Veronica: So it’s big, huh?
Weevil: Legendary.
Veronica: Well, let’s see it. I mean, if it’s as big as you say, I’ll be your girlfriend. We could go to prom together.
Wallace: That might play with the masses, but underneath that angry young woman shell, there's a slightly less angry young woman who's just dying to bake me something. You're a marshmallow, Veronica Mars. A twinkie!
Keith: You know what, this is important. You remember this: I used to be cool.
Veronica: When?
Keith: '77. Trans-Am, Blue Oyster Cult in the 8-track, a foxy stacked blonde riding shotgun, racing for pink slips. Aw, wait a minute, I'm thinking of a Springsteen song. Scratch everything, I was never cool.
Veronica: I don't know which bothers me more, "foxy" or "stacked"....
Veronica: (Voiceover) And let's not forget Logan Echolls. His dad makes twenty million a picture. You probably own his action figure. Every school has an obligatory psychotic jackass. He's ours.
Wallace: Girl, you should hear what people say about you.
Veronica: So then what are you doing sitting here?
Wallace: You sat next to me.
Veronica: This is my table.
Wallace: And what a fine table it is. What do you suppose this is made of? [knocks table] Oak?
Veronica: (voiceover) This is my school. If you go here, your parents are either millionaires, or your parents work for millionaires. Neptune, California, a town without the middle class. If you're in the second group, you get a job. Fast food, movie theaters, mini marts. Or you could be me. My after school job means tailing philandering spouses or investigating false injury claims.
Logan: Hey, Ronnie. Hey, we've decided that we'd rather surf than study today. You wanna come with? Duncan will promise to take his shirt off. Does that sweeten the pot? Does that make you horny? Hey, D.K., flex for your ex. Duncan: Shut up, Logan.
Veronica: I used to think I knew what tore our family apart. Now I'm sure I don't. But I promise this: I will find out what really happened, and I will bring this family back together again. I'm sorry, is that mushy? Well, you know what they say. Veronica Mars, she's a marshmallow.
Veronica: God, Lilly, I see the Prozac's working.
Lilly: High on life, Veronica Mars. I've got a secret. A good one.
Wallace: I suddenly feel like I'm in a scene from The Outsiders.
Veronica: Be cool, Sodapop.
Keith: Who's your daddy? Veronica: I hate it when you say that.
Keith: (eating Mac & Cheese) Say what you want about real cheese, but I am a fan of the orange powder packet stuff.
Sheriff Lamb: (to Wallace) You need to go see the Wizard, ask him for some guts.
Veronica: (Cutting Wallace down from the flagpole) You're new here, huh? Welcome to Neptune High. Go Pirates!
09er: Hey that's not his car, that's my mom's car. Weevil: She can bill me.
Veronica: (to Wallace) Congratulations, Sport. In your short time here, you already managed to piss off the motorcycle gang and the local sheriff.
Cliff: I heard your dad's out tracking down bail jumpers half the time and yet somehow all the cases that come in here still get handled. How is that?
Veronica: We're efficient.
Weevil: All right, one week. After that we come for you, your boy and your little dog too.
Veronica: (voiceover) Quite a reputation I've got, huh? You wanna know how I lost my virginity? So do I.
Keith: I nailed our bail jumper one hundred yards from Mexico... Twenty five hundred bucks. No sack dinners tonight. Tonight we eat, like the lower middle class to which we aspire. Fire up the 'bachie.
Lamb: I've got not a shred of evidence to work with here but that really doesn't matter to your family, now does it?
Lamb: I'll tell you what Veronica Mars, why don't you go see the wizard? Ask for a little backbone.
Logan: Hey, Veronica Mars...Do you know what your little joke cost me?
Veronica: Well, I’m pretty sure you won’t be getting your bong back.
Logan: Wrong answer. Would you care to guess again?
Veronica: Clearly your sense of humour
Logan: Nope. You’re usually so good at pop quizzes. No, the correct answer is my car. That’s right. My Daddy took my T-Bird away. And you know what I won’t be having. Fun, fun, fun.
Weevil: Sister, the only time I care what a woman has to say is when she’s riding my big old hog, but even then it’s not so much words, just a bunch of "oohs" and "aahs," you know?
Veronica: So it’s big, huh?
Weevil: Legendary.
Veronica: Well, let’s see it. I mean, if it’s as big as you say, I’ll be your girlfriend. We could go to prom together.
Wallace: That might play with the masses, but underneath that angry young woman shell, there's a slightly less angry young woman who's just dying to bake me something. You're a marshmallow, Veronica Mars. A twinkie!
Keith: You know what, this is important. You remember this: I used to be cool.
Veronica: When?
Keith: '77. Trans-Am, Blue Oyster Cult in the 8-track, a foxy stacked blonde riding shotgun, racing for pink slips. Aw, wait a minute, I'm thinking of a Springsteen song. Scratch everything, I was never cool.
Veronica: I don't know which bothers me more, "foxy" or "stacked"....
Veronica: (Voiceover) And let's not forget Logan Echolls. His dad makes twenty million a picture. You probably own his action figure. Every school has an obligatory psychotic jackass. He's ours.
Wallace: Girl, you should hear what people say about you.
Veronica: So then what are you doing sitting here?
Wallace: You sat next to me.
Veronica: This is my table.
Wallace: And what a fine table it is. What do you suppose this is made of? [knocks table] Oak?
Veronica: (voiceover) This is my school. If you go here, your parents are either millionaires, or your parents work for millionaires. Neptune, California, a town without the middle class. If you're in the second group, you get a job. Fast food, movie theaters, mini marts. Or you could be me. My after school job means tailing philandering spouses or investigating false injury claims.
Logan: Hey, Ronnie. Hey, we've decided that we'd rather surf than study today. You wanna come with? Duncan will promise to take his shirt off. Does that sweeten the pot? Does that make you horny? Hey, D.K., flex for your ex. Duncan: Shut up, Logan.
Veronica: I used to think I knew what tore our family apart. Now I'm sure I don't. But I promise this: I will find out what really happened, and I will bring this family back together again. I'm sorry, is that mushy? Well, you know what they say. Veronica Mars, she's a marshmallow.
Veronica: God, Lilly, I see the Prozac's working.
Lilly: High on life, Veronica Mars. I've got a secret. A good one.
Wallace: I suddenly feel like I'm in a scene from The Outsiders.
Veronica: Be cool, Sodapop.
Keith: Who's your daddy? Veronica: I hate it when you say that.
Keith: (eating Mac & Cheese) Say what you want about real cheese, but I am a fan of the orange powder packet stuff.
Sheriff Lamb: (to Wallace) You need to go see the Wizard, ask him for some guts.
Veronica: (Cutting Wallace down from the flagpole) You're new here, huh? Welcome to Neptune High. Go Pirates!