Charlie Brown: It's stupid to just sit here and admire that little red haired girl from a distance. It's stupid not to get up and go over and talk to her.

[stands up]

Charlie Brown: It's really stupid! It's just plain stupid; so why I don't I go over and talk to her?

[sits down]

Charlie Brown: Because I'm stupid.

[unable to face the Little Red-Haired Girl, Charlie Brown covers his face up in his lunch bag, and rushes for the entry line when the bell rings. Blinded, he bumps into Lucy]

Lucy van Pelt: Good grief, Charlie Brown! You're ridiculous!

Charlie Brown: I can't help it, Lucy! I just can't face the Little Red-Haired Girl... Pretty faces make me nervous.

Lucy van Pelt: How come *my* face doesn't make you nervous?

[as Charlie Brown walks off, with Lucy following him]

Lucy van Pelt: I've noticed you can talk to *me*! *I* have a pretty face! So how come you can talk to me? Wasn't I the Christmas Queen? You haven't answered!

Charlie Brown: There's nothing like unrequited love to take all the flavor out of a peanut butter sandwich.

Lucy van PeltViolet: [singing, teasing Charlie Brown] Poor little Charlie Brown, nyah, nyah, nyah! No one could love that frown, nyah, nyah, nyah! Who would love you? No one, that's who! Your face is too darn round, nyah, nyah, nyah! Your face is too darn round!

Charlie Brown: [at Lucy's psychiatric booth] I have a serious problem. There's a little red-haired girl in my class, you see, and...

Lucy van Pelt: Ha! I know your kind, Charlie Brown! It's men like you that make the world a rough place to live for beautiful girls like me. You men are all alike! You talk a lot of romantic nonsense, but do you ever discuss marriage? No! You're all alike! My Aunt Marian was right! Never discuss marriage with a musician!

Charlie Brown: Good grief.

[Schroeder takes out a bust of Beethoven and puts it on his toy piano]

Lucy van Pelt: You and your stupid old Beethoven! By golly, I'll show you!

[Lucy smashes the bust of Beethoven over the piano, destroying them both]

Lucy van Pelt: There! What do you think of that?

[Schroeder just walks up to a door, opens it revealing a bunch of toy pianos piled on top of each other and takes one out. He walks up to another door, opens it revealing shelves of Beethoven busts and takes one out, puts them down and resumes practicing]

Lucy van Pelt: I'll probably never get married.

Patricia 'Peppermint Patty' Reichardt: Won't give you a tumble, eh?

Charlie Brown: [running after the bus after he wakes up at the bus stop] Hey! You there! Bus! Stop! Hey, bus! Stop, bus!