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Myles:
Dorian, you can keep begging until Lil' Kim comes out with a gospel album. It ain't gonna happen.
Hakeem:
Niecy, your village called, and they miss their idiot.
Moesha:
Aren't you having a good time?
David:
Yeah, but if we go to my house, we can have a GREAT time. Know what I'm sayin'?
Moesha:
[puzzled look] No.
David:
I'm talkin' about gratitude, girl! Shoot, I paid twenty dollars for those tickets!
Moesha:
[jaw drops]
David:
Hey, don't act like you never been on a date before!
Moesha:
David, what happened? I thought you were nice.
David:
Why have nice... when you can have NASTY? I'm good, baby. Check my references. Pick up the phone, dial randomly, and if a woman answers the phone, ask her about me.
Moesha:
David, you handled him really well! Have you ever thought about doing stand-up?
David:
I AM standing up.
[about school newspaper]
Kim:
Well actually, I kinda like what Taylor did for the fashion section. She put my picture on the front page.
Niecy:
Yeah, as a "fashion don't".
Kim:
Girl, nobody ever *reads* the paper.
[recurring line throughout the series, usually scaring everyone after being said]
Hakeem:
Boom!
[Moesha has missed a surprise party for Andell at the Mitchell home]
Kim:
What happened, Mo, did you forget where you live?
Kim:
Y'all are dysfun... Y'all are dysfun... Y'all can't get along.
[about Kim's weight]
Kim:
It's just baby fat.
Taylor:
No, it's just fat, baby.
Aaron:
Come on, Mo, I never said I was a virgin.
Moesha:
No, but I didn't know you were a ho!
Moesha:
My name is Moesha Mitchell.
Morris Day:
Oh, Lawd, another "Esha" baby.
Sara:
[gathering pennies] Andell, if we split a Cherry Soda, can we still get the free refills?
Andell Wilkerson:
No, Broke-ahontas.
Kim:
I wanna get my knowledge on, you know, like that commercial say, "A mind is a terrible thing."
Niecy:
Mo, we have looked everywhere: the arcade, the Magic Johnson theater, Mickey D's playland, the swap meet...
Kim:
Yeah, and I got 10 scrunchies for a dollar!
Moesha:
Kim, my brother is missing and you're shopping?
Kim:
Well, if we can't find him we can use them as armbands.
Dee Mitchell:
I'm not getting any younger, your father and I are very much in love and we want to have a baby.
Moesha:
But you already got us.
Dee Mitchell:
And you're such a joy we want one more.
Moesha:
I don't look like Brandy! I'm cuter than her.
Cop:
Calm down.
Frank Mitchell:
Don't you tell me to calm down, I pay your salary!
Cop:
Then I need a raise.
Andell Wilkerson:
Baby? After all the free advice I been slinging around here?
Moesha:
Not me, Andell, my parents.
Andell Wilkerson:
Whew, girl, I thought I was gonna have to regulate.
Niecy:
I'm watching my figure.
Myles:
Then maybe you can tell the rest of us where to look for it.
Moesha:
You know I can dance like Janet.
Niecy:
Yup - Reno.
Quinton "Q" Brooks:
[about Channing] That brotha's a teacher? Dang, who's head of the English department? Foxy Brown?
Kim:
[shouts] Hello, Myles. How are you doing?
Niecy:
Kim, you don't have to shout. He's not deaf. He's just a little touched.
Hakeem:
He's not touched! He just likes to get high.
Hakeem:
I'm going to ask Jennifer Lopez on a date.
Moesha:
Oh, so you just beggin' to get tackled by security, huh?
Hakeem:
When she sees me, she'll take care of security.
Moesha:
Yup, I can hear her now - "Get him!"
Frank Mitchell:
You see, we got into a bidding war for the dealership.
Dee Mitchell:
Are we talking desert storm or Star Wars?
Myles:
[Frank has spent $75,000 on the dealership] Looks like it's back to picking lemons.
Moesha:
Lemons? You better make that cotton.
Niecy:
Hola, chico.
Antonio:
Oh, and Happy Kwanzaa, my sista!
Moesha:
The Mitchells are your typical middle-class family. Lots of laughs, lots of hugs, lots of love.
Dr. Woods:
Lots of drama.
Kim:
[handing out free samples] Chicken, get yo' chicken here. Chicken. Free chicken. Half off the free chicken!
Hakeem:
You should've seen it - Ms. Parker set old Fullmore straight.
Niecy:
Ms. Parker, can you come to my trig class? Mr. Johnson is getting out of hand.
Nikki Parker:
I don't care if he runs amok - Nikki don't do trig.
Moesha:
Niecy, which Tae-Bo tape is this?
Niecy:
Oh, girl, those tapes are too expensive. This is Tae-Po.
Dorian Long:
All right, lil' man, Frisky is gonna need a walk before I get back.
Myles:
Where are you going?
Dorian Long:
To a Hallowe'en party.
Myles:
Well, you better go as a kangaroo and put that dog in your pouch, 'cuz I ain't the one.
Myles:
I want to get a job.
Moesha:
Now Myles, you know the circus is *not* in town.
Kim:
You know, why are you always playing so hard-to-get?
Hakeem:
I'm not playing!
Moesha:
He is too young. You can still smell the milk on his breath.
Kim:
I don't care if it's Similac, baby is fine.
Hakeem:
What's up, Jetsons!
Frank Mitchell:
Jetsons?
Hakeem:
Yeah, you and George got the same haircut.
Andell Wilkerson:
I think you need to reconsider that decision.
Moesha:
Why? Me and The Den Think Tank have already discussed it.
Kim:
Yeah, we done already moved to the refreshment part of this agenda.
Dee Mitchell:
Myles, you better get a move on if you want a ride to school.
Moesha:
Oh, I'll walk him.
Myles:
"Walk me"? Do I look like a dog to you?
Kim:
Who is baby?
Moesha:
That's just Hakeem!
Kim:
Hakeem? Well, the brotha must've stepped into a phone booth or *somethin'*.
Kim:
So what does Ohagi mean? Young Black God?
Ohagi:
It means Conquering Warrior.
Kim:
Ooh, I surrender.
Kim:
[Moesha shows up at The Den after being grounded] What's up, Shawshank? I thought you were doing five to ten.
Moesha:
Listen to this resume I wrote for Hakeem.
Kim:
Okay.
Moesha:
Hakeem Campbell: Crenshaw High honor student.
Kim:
Honor student? Maybe honorary.
Frank Mitchell:
[after Dee begins complaining in a Jamaican accent] Now you got her island up.
Kim:
Excuse me, Madame Fifi! But you blocking my view of Chocolate Thunder!
Taylor:
It looks to me like you've had enough chocolate.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
