Fired Up! Quotes - Fired Up! Quotations, Famous Sayings

Nick Brady: Let's bet how many times he says 'shit.' I say seven.
Shawn Colfax: No way. Ten.
Nick Brady, Shawn Colfax: Hey coach!
Coach Byrnes: You shitheads think you're the shit? That you don't need to pay attention out there? I'll kick the shit outta ya! You pumped for football camp?
Shawn Colfax: Eh, I guess so.
Nick Brady: Yeah, two weeks without girls. Who wouldn't be pumped?
Coach Byrnes: Don't mess with me shitdick! I'm gonna push ya like you've never been pushed before. Your muscles will ache, your head will throb. You're gonna shit blood out of holes you never knew you had.
Nick Brady: Well at least we're gonna be in Daytona Beach.
Coach Byrnes: No no. They changed it up this year. Camp's gonna be in El Paso, Texas. Hotter than your shithole. We're gonna get you shits conditioned! Bus leaves Monday at o' shithundred hours.
Nick Brady: Which is...?
Coach Byrnes: 4:45 am.
Nick Brady: Of course.
Shawn Colfax: Unusual.
Nick Brady: Mmhm.
Coach Byrnes: Skip your morning shit and get down there.
Nick Brady: Ten 'shits'. You win. How do you always KNOW?
Shawn Colfax: It's a gift. I'm not proud of it.

Dr. Rick: Animal House reference! LOVE IT!

Dr. Rick: You should get that mole checked out. I'd do it myself, but I don't have my bag on me.
Shawn Colfax: Your book bag?

Shawn Colfax: Hiya sis!
Poppy: Why am I looking at you? Speak!
Nick Brady: (patronizing) Poppy, you're getting so big now! How old are you?
Poppy: I'm 60. Can we get past the small talk? The only time you and my brother come to see me is when you need something. What? Tug mags? Mike's Hard Lemonade?
(looking at Nick)
Poppy: Another ride to the clinic?
Nick Brady: (appalled whisper) Poppy!

(repeated line)
Sylvia: (whenever she says or does something that draws attention to herself) ... I'm just saying.

Poppy: Tell ya what. I'll teach you some basic cheerleader moves. Hi v's. Low v's. Touchdown. Baskets.
Nick Brady: Whoa whoa whoa. Don't the guys just throw the girls up and catch 'em?
Poppy: Pretty much, eh. But I'll let you practice on me and tell you what they're called. In exchange... I get Shawn's room.
Shawn Colfax: (simultaneously) No.
Nick Brady: Done!
Poppy: Those are my terms. Take them or get out.
Shawn Colfax: (simultaneously) We'll get out!
Nick Brady: We'll take 'em!
Shawn Colfax: Dude! I've got my own bathroom.
Nick Brady: Dude, after cheer camp you won't even need your own bathroom.
Shawn Colfax: What? What does that even mean?

Carly: (introducing her boyfriend) He's Pre-med at Illinois.
Shawn Colfax: Then why do you call yourself doctor?
Dr. Rick: Why put off the inevitable?

Nick Brady: (Nick and Shawn cooking and watching TV in the kitchen) Oh look at that hottie, I wonder what she wants to do with her life.
Shawn Colfax: What?
Nick Brady: You know how Bianca wants to go to cooking school and Silvi wants to be a pilot... and... Oh my god, I actually know these girls, as like friends, and I care? I'm becoming a fully formed person with like sensitivity and empathy! HAHA! alright i'm a person!
(looks at the woman in a bathing suit on TV)
Nick Brady: oww look at the pooper on that one! I could rest my beer on that shit.
Shawn Colfax: And you're back. What kind of dressing goes on Greek salad?
Nick Brady: Olive oil, top shelf.

Nick Brady: I could be watching a Project Runway marathon with Nathan Lane under my dress and STILL win a straight award!

Nick Brady: We're doing a lot of talking during the routine. I'm new, but this seems like a lot of talking during the routine.

Shawn Colfax: I think you're being a little dramatic.
Nick Brady: Well, I have never...!

Brewster: I'm Brewster.
(whispers)
Brewster: Not my real name. My parents named me Jack. "Jack" - so strong, so masculine. We get it! You wanted a boy!
(throws up fists)
Brewster: Ma name's Jack! I punch bad guys and I kiss girls.
(reverts back to normal tone)
Brewster: Save it.
Shawn Colfax: OK.

Carly: I know at the beginning I might've been a little against you two joining the squad.
Shawn Colfax: I believe you called us 'godless douche-monsters.'
Carly: Actually, it was 'soulless beav-wranglers.'

Nick Brady: (trying to talk his way out of football camp) So not only yesterday do I find out I'm adopted. The people I've been calling "Mom" and "Dad" are actually two infertile impostors who bought me outside of a meth clinic in Cincinatti for two boxes of Sudafed, but I also get this news dropped on me - my birth father, Bruce... well he needs a kidney and I'm the only match and apparently Bruce needs it "stat". Mmm-hmm. You need it stat, Bruce? Huh? Well maybe I needed a father stat instead of my stay-at-home dad who showers me with love everyday of his life, this goddamn spermless liar!
(pause)
Nick Brady: So now I have to be at Kaiser Permanente at 6 a.m. tomorrow. I know, Bruce couldn't even afford a real hospital... managed care. Ironic, isn't it? He never *managed* to care for me.

Dr. Rick: I can take life as quickly as I can give it!