Sana: Quitting what you wanna do for something else you wanna do has gotta be wrong.

Naozumi: Turn the plane back to Japan now!

Naozumi: Lend me a parachute! I'm getting off!

Sana: I feel sad when I see a gloomy guy like you. Now, let's solve the problem and get happy!

Sana: Fishing pole! Butterfly net! Inner tube! Swimsuit! Inflateable boat! Skateboard! Paint set! And more and more! OKAY! Now, I'm gonna take back everything I couldn't do before 'cos of work!
Babbit: Like studying?
Sana: BBQ party with my friends! Karaoke party! Pool party! Moon-gazing party! Lots and lots and lots of parties!
Babbit: Preview, review, study party!
Sana: Another time!
Babbit: Yeah, whatever. Have you ever studied?

Typical conversation between Hayama and his father:
Dad: How is it lately?
Hayama: Eh?
Dad: Is school fun?
Hayama: Not really.
Dad: I see.

Rei: I'm a good-for-nothing whenever it counts!
Mama: Bingo!

Driver: Sorry, it's gonna be a little bumpy!
Sana: What?! This isn't a LITTLE!

Naozumi: Because if it's family and friends, I have plenty at Kamura Institute. I don't have time to be lonely!

Sana (in pig costume, on the phone): Oink oink? Oink oink oink oink!
Rei: Sana-chan, how can you carry a conversation like that?

Rei: Please stop it, sensei. You're making dents all over the walls!
Mama: We can rebuild our house!
Rei: You say it so easily...

Sana: Wouldn't you know, Hayama's clothes fit perfectly.

(They hug, with hands on each other's back)
Sana: I don't know why, but I feel relaxed around Hayama. I wonder when I started feeling like this.
Hayama (moving hand over her back): Haven't you started wearing a bra yet?
Sana: HEY! PERVERT!
Hayama: I was trying to break the tension. I only said it 'coz I care!

Sana: Why don't you guys take a look in the mirror, and see what it looks like to have NO brains at all.

Rei: Aah! That twisted boy Hayama is here too!

Naozumi: Do you have something you work hard at, like Sana-chan?
Hayama: No, I don't.
Naozumi: Then you're not qualified for Sana-chan.

Sana (of Naozumi): Wow, he's prettier than I am with makeup!

Hayama's dad: Sana-chan again. Wow, she's on a lot. Come on by the house next time.
Hayama: Don't talk to the TV.

Hayama: Why're you laughing in a situation like this?
Sana: My face can't help but smile!
Hayama: Whadda weirdo.

Sana: Why can't you guard that wimpy punch?!
Hayama: I can't guard. I'm not proud of that...
Sana: You're right, you can't!

Sana: Hey, you smiled, you really smiled, Hayama! You usually just snort hmpf or heh, that was the first time I saw you actually smile!

Hayama: If you feel like crying, come to me.

Hayama: If I did something nice for someone, I'd make sure they repaid the favour for the rest of their life.

Mama: I'm working. If you disturb me, I'll whack you on the forehead.

Hayama: And if your happy days are ruined, well, if they're destroyed... just build them up again.

Hayama: I... I think, you know, you're good at acting.
Sana: HEHEHEH, of course, trained at Komawari!
Hayama: That's why, sometimes I think that your cheerfulness is an act, and not always natural.

Andou: I, as an educator, say... LET'S LIMBO!

Narunaru: It'll be okay, it'll be alright.
Andou: That's all you ever say...

Shimura: Umm, when you work in the bathroom, I can't clean it...

Hisae: Barbequing is a battle, the slow ones do not deserve to eat meat!

Andou: Well, I think this is going to be a big problem!
Hayama: Your makeup's more of a problem, you wrinkly hag.

Hayama: Tsuyoshi, Sugita is better for you than Kurata. Think about it. What's so great about Kurata? Kurata's a lot to handle. Sugita's quiet and sweet.
Tsuyoshi: Akito-kun. Are you plotting something?
Hayama: No...

Mitsuya: Everyone! You DO know that we're in class, right?

Sana: Aya-chan... you came all the way to my house just to ask about Tsuyoshi-kun... Oh, I get it! Aya-chan's a really concerned, worrisome person!
Babbit: Ohh, Sana's so stupid!

Hayama: Tomorrow's your birthday, right? Here.
Sana: AAAH, that's the 5 yen you picked up off the ground yesterday! Cheap, you're way too cheap! In this day and age, what can you buy with five yen? It doesn't even cover tax!

Sana: It's work, so the smile must be done well. I must smile. I must smile.

Babbit: Hisae-chan's mad. Be afraid!

Babbit: This is Sana-chan. She couldn't be woken even if a bomb fell.

Rei: After all this, something good will happen. Probably. Well, possibly. Well, maybe. It'll be nice if that happens!

Mama: I'll teach you something good. Keep men who seem to be enamoured of you.
Sana: Keep?
Mama: And you keep them in the palm of your hand, and when they develop into good men, you let them become your lovers.
Babbit: That's not the kind of thing you should teach!

Hayama: Sorry to have troubled you.
Sana: Hm? Oh, that's you trying to say thank you. I see, I see, you're welcome! An interpreter would be nice...

Sana: Hayama and I, who usually talk as if we were the only ones in the world... are children, after all. We're half-servings. In times like this, what do we do without an adult?

Sana: But... he took my story seriously. I guess even he has a good side. This big. *holds fingers apart a small distance*

*Hayama walks off*
Sana: Hey, I said thank you. HEY! I said thank you! DARNIT! I'M SAYING THANK YOU!
Hayama: SHUT UP! I HEARD YOU!

Shop assistant: That'll be 206 yen.
Hayama: That's expensive. Can't you make it any cheaper?
Assistant (automatically): Thank you very much!

Mama: Reality, Sana, is something that everyone has to know once they grow up. That's why you don't have to know it now. It's all right to dream.

Sana: To think that my first kiss has been stolen from me by that creep!

Sana (spilling juice all over Hayama): Uh... you see... that was totally not on purpose.

Sana: Eye for eyeball! Tooth for toothball!
Rei: What's a 'toothball'?

Sana: When I come to places like this, I realise that my problems are really small after all.

Babbit: You ended up with a twisted smile again.

Hayama: I should tell you... I don't use formal speech, even to older people, unless I respect them.

Sana: Hey wow, I'm like a shoujo manga heroine! I'll fling flower petals! *she spins and bangs into the bookcase*

Hayama: Supposedly her pimp.
Tsuyoshi: What? NOOOOOOOOOOO!
Hayama: Do you even know what 'pimp' means?
Tsuyoshi: What does it mean?

Natsumi: It's my first time making it, so I can't guarantee it'll be good or anything.
Hayama: I know.
Natsumi: What's that supposed to mean?!

Sana: Why are you running away? It's me, it's me!
Hayama: You answered your own question.

Mama: Do it irresponsibly with a lot of effort!

Hayama: I don't get her...

Sana: Watch and see, Hayama! I'm gonna make you crack a smile yet, because life is fun!

Rei: I can't see anything with my sunglasses on in the dark... but I'm not gonna let that stop me!

Sana: I'll do anything to help!
Hayama: Anything?
Sana: Yup.
Hayama: Then, kill me.

Sana: That's right. I don't have a clue about how you feel. That's why I wanted to understand you and help you! But you want to die!

Hayama: Haven't you ever wanted to die?
Sana: Of course not!
Hayama: Didn't think so...

Sana (shouting at door after Hayama): STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID!
Student: Sana-chan is calling the boy's bathroom stupid...

Hayama: What's wrong with loving your own mother?! WELL?!

Tsuyoshi: DON'T BE DISSIN' MY MOM!

Babbit: That serious scene only lasted four seconds!

Mama: You are the type of person who says you want the article, but deep inside you really want to wait longer.

Sana: I'm looking for a suspicious person!
Natsumi: You're plenty suspicious.

Gomi: You let GIRLS boss you around! You oughta be ashamed!

Hayama: Well... sorry...
Sana: WHAT KIND OF APOLOGY IS THAT?!

Tsuyoshi: Is this the picture of the teachers making out?... this... this is HARD CORE.

Sana: Don't ask questions or you'll never be a great detective!
Tsuyoshi: I don't wanna be a detective...

Tanaka: I HATE BEING A TEACHER!

Mama: When you were a baby, I used to throw you 3 metres up into the air, and you loved it.
Rei: 3 metres?!
Sana: That baby wasn't having fun! It was scared out of its mind!

Hisae: Sana-chan, you are weird...

Sana: Okay, now I'm gonna show you real terror!

Mama (using personality calculator): It says I'm like an angel.
Rei: That's a lie. Let me see it.

Sana: What's wrong with you?!
Hayama (seriously): Everything's wrong.

Sana: We can take his revenge and stamp "return to sender", right?

Gomi: It's rare for Sugita-san to make an outburst like that. It's scary when the quiet kids snap.

Sana: That blowhard Hayama is so chicken, he couldn't pick his nose without help!

Mama: Drive safely but recklessly!

Sana: Why'd you kiss me? I guess I can't really forget about stuff like that.
Hayama: Because I don't hate you.
Sana: WHAT, kissing me because you don't hate me?! Do you hate this doll?
Hayama: Not really.
Sana: Well, then, if you don't hate it, then kiss it!

Sana: So, you have a little sister! Lucky, lucky, lucky! Can I have her? Okay, okay, okay?
Tsuyoshi: I've only got one...