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Netflix’s Senior Year (2022) Best Movie Quotes

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Starring: Rebel Wilson, Justin Hartley, Angourie Rice, Sam Richardson, Zoë Chao, Mary Holland, Chris Parnell, Alicia Silverstone, Avantika Vandanapu, Michael Cimino, Jeremy Ray Taylor, Joshua Colley, Brandon Scott Jones

OUR RATING: ★★½

Story:

Netflix comedy directed by Alex Hardcastle. Senior Year (2022) follows high-school cheerleader Stephanie (Rebel Wilson), who after suffering a head injury falls into a coma before her senior prom. Twenty years later, Stephanie finally wakes up to discover that she is now a 37 year-old woman. Upset about not being able to finish high school, she decides to return to high school, regain her status, and claim the prom queen crown that eluded her.

 

Our Favorite Quotes:

'Don't waste your time telling the people who love you the most that they don't count. They are the only ones that count.' - Jim Conway (Senior Year) Click To Tweet

 

Best Quotes


 

Young Stephanie: I’m having a birthday party, if you guys want to join.
Young Tiffany: Cute that in Australia you call it a party, because in America, we call that a freak show.
Young Stephanie: Well, it’s actually not a freak show because we have cake, so.


 

Stephanie: [referring to young Tiffany and Blaine] God, I just wanted to be like them so bad. If they were this amazing in high school, imagine how perfect the rest of their lives would be.


 

Stephanie: I hated thinking that life wasn’t for me, that I was destined to be just some average, boring, invisible girl who had no friends. In Australia, we call that a Nigel, but whatever. You guys know what I mean. I wanted to be something more. And that’s when I decided, that’s it. I’m going to become popular.


 

Young Stephanie: I’m on a diet of only bananas and ice cubes till prom.


 

Young Stephanie: You know, Dad, I saw at the mall, in that empty store next to Wet Seal, that they were holding like groups for widows and widowers. Looked pretty jumping.
Young Seth: You’re a catch, Mr. Conway. A sad woman would totally go out with you.
Jim Conway: I’ll tell you what, I’ll ask somebody out when you do, Seth.


 

Young Stephanie: Did you hear Tiffany went behind my back and got the Activities Committee to make the prom king and queen song “Wherever You Will Go” by The Calling?
Young Seth: No. You know, that piece of gossip hasn’t really trickled down to me yet.
Young Stephanie: Well, when it gets to you, believe it.


 

Young Stephanie: There she is, Deanna Russo, Harding High cheer captain and prom queen ’95. Banging bod. She’s boy-band rich and lives in the most beautiful house in Maryland with her, three, two, one, perfect husband, Harding High quarterback with a famously girthy dong. So I’ve heard. They’re just like me and Blaine. I want it so bad I can practically taste them frenching. It’s my dream life. And it all starts with prom queen.
Young Seth: Well, I think you’re better than just another Deanna Russo.


 

Young Stephanie: [to young Seth] Okay, I’m going to let you out here because I got to make my entrance. Oh, also, I need that sock back. It’s Blaine’s. We use it for handies.


 

Young Stephanie: You know you’re invited, right?
Young Martha: Did you just invite me to a party that’s at my own house?


 

Young Stephanie: I’m inviting you to the VIP section. Seth will be there too. So you’ll have someone to talk to.
Young Martha: Right. I could also talk to you.
Young Stephanie: Right. Yeah, duh. Except I’m probably going to be losing my bottom half virginity to Blaine. So I’ll be like in and out. So will Blaine, literally. You know what I mean?


 

Young Stephanie: For the last time, Tiffany, I won cheer captain fair and square, and you and Blaine were broken up when we got together. I don’t cheat. So why do you continue to be the butt-roids on my butt?


 

Young Tiffany: You won’t want to throw a party after I beat you for prom queen.
Young Stephanie: What makes you think you’re going to win?
Young Tiffany: Because I’m MTV, and you’re VH1. I’m the real deal, and you’re a poser.


 

Stephanie: [after waking up 20 years later from her coma at the hospital] I’m ready for prom.


 

Stephanie: Excuse me. I’m not sure what happened, but I think there’s been a mistake, and I’ve been put in the wrong room, because there’s a bunch of birthday cards for like a really old person. And the TV’s flat, like the back of it is missing, and I really need to see who’s number one on TRL.
Nurse: [over speaker] Dr. Johnson to the third floor. The cheerleader just woke up.
Stephanie: Oh, I don’t mean to be a b**ch, but “cheer captain”.
Nurse: [over speaker] Cheer captain.
Stephanie: And do you have any like Von Dutch jeans? Because this is like really unflattering.

 

'It doesn't matter who has the most friends, or likes, or followers. If you just have one or two great friends, who will support you, then you've got it all. And that is something worth fighting for.' - Stephanie (Senior Year) Click To Tweet

 

Stephanie: [as she sees her own reflection in the mirror] What are you staring at? Hello? It’s very rude to be a stare bear. Hello? Are you… Stop doing that! Why are you doing that, you freaky old…
Nurse: [as Stephanie passes out, over speaker] And the cheerleader’s back down. Oh, cheer captain.


 

Dr. Jean Johnson: This defies scientific explanation.
Stephanie: Being this hot?
Dr. Jean Johnson: No. Stephanie, it’s 2022.
Stephanie: No way.


 

Stephanie: Are you sure I haven’t been Freaky Friday’d into some old lady’s body?
Dr. Jean Johnson: You’ve been in a coma for almost two decades.


 

Jim Conway: I never thought I’d have this moment again. I was this close to freezing you.
Stephanie: What do you mean, Dad?
Jim Conway: Oh, don’t worry. I couldn’t afford it. So I was only going to freeze your head.


 

Stephanie: Martha, you look like an Ally McBeal character.
Martha: Oh, my God. Thank you.


 

Stephanie: Oh, my God. What is that, a tiny TV?
Martha: No. No, Steph, this is my cell phone.
Stephanie: Oh, my God. Woh! Really? That is very cool. I always knew you’d be like some high-powered, Sex and the City businesswoman. Total Miranda, right, Dad?
Martha: I’m actually a high school principal at Harding.
Stephanie: Oh, my God. You still got a good sense of humor. I mean, that’s actually a very cool and important job.


 

Stephanie: [as she watches the video of her accident] Oh, my God. I went down like a bag of d**ks.


 

Stephanie: So you cannot say the R-word.
Martha: Right.
Stephanie: And, oh, sorry. Coma brain. What was the other word you can’t say?
Martha: Gay.
Stephanie: Ha! Made you say it.


 

Stephanie: [after finding out that Tiffany and Blaine are married] I see what you did here. Get rid of me so you can steal my dream life
Tiffany: Oh. Steph. No, no, no. Look, I know we never saw eye to eye back then, but, you know, the beautiful thing about time is you move on.


 

Tiffany: [to Stephanie] I really look forward to putting the past behind us. You know, move past the past.


 

Stephanie: Wait, Madonna’s now called Lady Gaga?
Martha, Jim: No.
Stephanie: No. But she looks exactly like Madonna.


 

Stephanie: Dad. What the F? Who was in charge of my feeding tube? My boobs are huge.
Jim Conway: Well, you’re just getting older. You know, bodies change, and pretty soon, you’ll go through menopause.


 

Stephanie: I can’t do this. I was so close to having my dream life.
Jim Conway: You still can, sweetie.
Stephanie: I can’t. Look at this.
Jim Conway: Well, if anyone can do it, it’s you.


 

Stephanie: [to Martha] This is exactly the type of car a principal would drive. It’s like you nailed it.


 

Stephanie: [after declaring she wants to go back to high school] I cannot move on to the next chapter of my life if I’m still stuck in the old one for twenty years.
Martha: And I understand that, but, Steph, I can’t let an almost forty year-old woman into high school.
Stephanie: Yeah. But you heard the doctor. I’m still seventeen mentally.

 

'I'm still afraid that if I show everyone my real self, the wrong people will make fun of me. But it's the only way for the right people to see me.' (Senior Year) Click To Tweet

 

Martha: But you know what? There’s only a month of the school year left.
Stephanie: Oh, that’s perfect! That’s basically the time that I missed! Oh, that is like fate. Like Destiny’s Child.


 

Mr. T: I’m Mr. Tapper, the guidance counselor. But you can call me Mr. T.
Stephanie: Is that because you “pity the fool” who has a bad first day?
Mr. T: Oh. Well, yeah. Yeah, I would feel terrible.
Stephanie: No. I meant like, you know, Mr. T. “I pity the fool. I pity the fool.”
Mr. T: I’ve never said that before, but I guess I could start if you wanted me to. I pity the fool! Mr. T is pitying fools over here.


 

Stephanie: Where are all the prom king and queen winners?
Mr. T: Oh, Principal Riser felt that it sent a bad message, so she replaced it with something more positive.
Stephanie: That looks like a bunch of tampons.
Mr. T: Yeah, it is. But it’s also found art.
Stephanie: So you’re saying they’re found tampons.
Mr. T: Oh, yes, I am.


 

Seth: Look at you. You look great!
Stephanie: It’s me! Like, look, I’m walking and talking.
Seth: Yeah. Doing all those things.
Stephanie: Everything.
Seth: Just like you used to, walk and talk.

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Stephanie: Well, look at you! Oh my God! You look so cool, and suave, and like adult. Wow! What happened to that nerd that used to just hang out in the library?
Seth: He became the school librarian.
Stephanie: Seriously?


 

Seth: I wish I could hang out and talk more, but I got to get back to work.
Stephanie: Oh, yeah. I got to get back to class. I don’t want to be twenty years and ten minutes late.


 

Martha: I’m the cheer coach now.
Stephanie: Okay. Wait, I see your game. You become principal, so then you can get real power by running the cheer squad. That’s smart. I respect that.
Martha: Yeah, that’s not why I got my master’s in education.


 

Martha: Steph, we do not have prom queen at this school anymore. Oh, my God. Are you having a mini stroke?
Stephanie: What?
Martha: Competitions like that, they’re dangerous. Winning things, it just, it doesn’t reflect our school values. With no winners, there aren’t any losers. I’ve made a school with no losers.


 

Stephanie: Okay, what is with this enormous lunch table? Like how are we supposed to know where the popular kids sit?
Janet: Well, when there’s just one table, we’re all popular kids.
Yaz: Everybody.
Stephanie: Oh, no, no, no. That’s not how life works. There’s only like three ways to become popular, to be a cheerleader, to work at Abercrombie, or to let guys go in the back door.
Janet: What?
Yaz: Oh, my God. I must be really popular then.


 

Janet: [referring to Bri] She’s untouchable. Okay, everyone’s friends with her, but she’s friends with no one.


 

Stephanie: I basically used to be you when I went here. You know, like the most popular girl in school because we’re like the same.
Brie Loves: I don’t really think about popularity. I’m just trying to build my most authentic, socially conscious, body-positive, environmentally aware, and economically compassionate brand that’s a home for inclusion, focused fashion, food, and fun-filled lifestyles. And if tons of people respond to that, then, great.
Stephanie: Totally. Yes. I mean, obviously.


 

Brie Loves: [to Stephanie] Oh, before I forget. My mom, Tiffany, told me to tell you she says hi. She said to remind you she’s married to Blaine and lives in your dream house, in case you couldn’t place her.


 

Brie Loves: Hey, guys, we have a new student at Harding High, and she’s older than us. And I want to remind everyone around the world that treating someone different because they’re elderly is called ageism, no matter how weird, or foreign, or out of touch they may seem, and that’s not cool.


 

Martha: We do not do stunts anymore. And also we don’t do any sexy dancing.
Janet: We’d rather have people listen to our words than just our bodies.
Stephanie: Okay, yeah, but this cheer would be so much better if you guys just made me believe you were seconds away from showing your tits.


 

Stephanie: What even is this squad? Like is there even a cheer captain?
Yaz: Yeah, Stephanie, I am the cheer captain.
Janet: I am the cheer captain.
Neil: I am the cheer captain.
Martha: I’m a cheer captain. And also the coach.
Stephanie: Martha, that’s the most f***ed up thing I’ve ever heard.


 

Stephanie: Okay. Alright. I think I’ve worked this thing out. So, basically you get followers by being somebody everybody likes. So it’s a popularity contest, but instead of just high school, it’s now the whole world, and the whole world is your phone.
Seth: Yeah. I mean, that’s exactly it.
Stephanie: That’s it.
Seth: Yeah, it’s pretty sad.
Stephanie: No! This is, like, amazing. This is like a shortcut.
Seth: Wow, I immediately regret showing you this.


 

Stephanie: [doing a video for her social media] Hey, guys. It’s just me, Stephanie. I’m just chilling at my crib. I don’t even know how to do this, or anything. I was just thinking that we should bring prom queen back to Harding High. #Awesomeldea. #Yes. Spread it around. Let’s make it a virus.


 

Martha: [over PA] Remember to vote for this year’s prom theme. The choices are A, Bridgerton. B, pride. And a last-minute write-in submission by Stephanie Conway, C, The Real World: New Orleans.


 

Stephanie: I just came to say we’re like cool. Okay? Even after the other day when you like said I was old and s**t.
Brie Loves: Oh, did you think that was mean? I am so sorry. I was just shedding light on an often overlooked discrimination issue.
Stephanie: Look, okay, I get it. Queen bee feels very threatened by the hot new girl, and decides to go on the offensive. Classic Sandy-Rizzo.


 

Seth: Hey, Steph. Holy s**t!
Stephanie: I’m doing a makeup tutorial.
Seth: For who? Batman villains?


 

Stephanie: [after Seth asks her out] Deep Impact again? Oh, my God. You, me, and Martha just watched that like a couple weekends ago.
Seth: Oh, no. Actually, I think you’re thinking of a thousand weekends ago.


 

Stephanie: I’ve got a party this weekend.
Seth: Oh, cool. You know, what night? I’m completely free.
Stephanie: I don’t actually know yet, so I’m just keeping my schedule open.
Seth: Right. Just to be clear, you’re saying no so you can attend a party that you haven’t been invited to, and you don’t know when or where it’s happening?


 

Jim Conway: Martha tells me you’re already falling behind in your classes. Are you doing crack cocaine?
Stephanie: No. Dad, I’m just still adjusting. I just found out there were eight more Fast and Furious movies.


 

Jim Conway: No phone for the weekend.
Stephanie: What? Dad, no. How else will I live?
Jim Conway: You survived twenty years without solid food. You can go for a weekend without your iPhone, hon.


 

Stephanie: Guys, when I was in high school, all the popular kids treated me like s**t until I showed them how cool I was, which is so cool that the most popular girl in high school, her boyfriend dumped her for me. And you know who that was?
Yaz: Who?
Stephanie: Bri’s mom.
Yaz, Janet: Tiffany?
Stephanie: And that guy, Bri’s dad.
Yaz: Oh, my God! What?
Stephanie: And once you’ve blown someone’s dad, you realize they’re not that scary.
Yaz: Good to know.


 

Stephanie: Look at you now. You’re such a…
Blaine: I’m a DILF. I know. Who would’ve thought?


 

Blaine: I can’t tell you how many times I’ve thought of you over the past years.
Stephanie: Yeah?
Blaine: Yeah.
Stephanie: Well, even though I was pretty much brain-dead, you were the one that kept my heart beating.


 

Stephanie: Marth, what is going on here? The cheerleaders aren’t allowed to dance. You took away prom queen. You turned the cafeteria into a Hogwarts without the magic. Are you trying to make this place suck wiens?
Martha: Number one, how dare you? It is like Hogwarts with the magic. And number two, it doesn’t suck wiens. It’s nice. It’s nice here.
Stephanie: I had more fun in a coma.


 

Martha: [after admitting she’s gay] It made high school a living hell for me. Back then, I felt very alone, and angry, and so threatened that if I showed one iota of my real self, then I would be ripped to shreds by Tiffany, or Blaine, or you.
Stephanie: Me? No way. Why would you even say that?
Martha: Because, Steph, sometimes I didn’t know who you were. Or are.


 

Seth: [to Stephanie] I’m going to get some popcorn. Maybe some freeze-dried space ice cream. Maybe some Milk Duds, some Whoppers, some Juicy Fruit. I got to keep this girlish figure.


 

Tiffany: [referring to Stephanie] Wow, Seth, it only took twenty years, and some brain damage, but she finally agreed to go out with you. Way to go!


 

Tiffany: You’re eye-f***ing Stephanie so hard, she’s going to have to take the morning-after pill.
Blaine: I am not eye-f***ing anybody.
Tiffany: It is embarrassing. Do you want me to call Dr. Wilbin for another round of therapy? Because I will.
Blaine: Don’t threaten me with a good time.


 

Stephanie: Two decades later, and I still love watching Tiff lose her mind.
Seth: I mean, that was incredibly satisfying. Okay, now I understand why you devoted so much of your time on it in high school.
Stephanie: Well, not the whole time. Just all of my junior, sophomore, and most of my senior year.


 

Tiffany: [referring to being prom queen] Just beat Steph for mommy. You owe me.
Brie Loves: For what?
Tiffany: For being alive.


 

Seth: Does it get exhausting trying to make everybody like you all the time?
Stephanie: Well, it will be worth it when I win prom queen.


 

Tiffany: Can you believe it? You might make history after all. The first person to ever lose prom queen twice. Don’t go chasing waterfalls, Steph. Skank face.
Stephanie: What was that?
Tiffany: Oh, nothing.
Stephanie: Slut bag.
Tiffany: What did you just call me?
Stephanie: Nothing.
Tiffany: Possum pussy.
Stephanie: Rumpel-slut-skin.
Tiffany: Jizz collector.
Stephanie: You’re a sad wife.
Tiffany: What did you say?
Stephanie: I didn’t say s**t, but you heard me.


 

Jim Conway: [as Seth is taking Stephanie to prom] Did you bring some condoms?
Seth: No.
Jim Conway: Didn’t think we needed to have this talk, but, Seth, you are aware that unprotected sex can lead to geriatric pregnancies? You ready to be an old dad?
Seth: I’m sorry. Do you want me to sleep with your daughter? Or…
Jim Conway: What did you just ask me?


 

Blaine: You know, I still have a naughty thing for prom queens, right?
Stephanie: Yeah, well, If I don’t get enough votes, you might be f***ing your daughter.
Blaine: Huh?


 

Martha: [referring to the party] Steph, what in ever living f*** were you thinking?
Stephanie: You said I could use the house.
Martha: Are you kidding? Twenty years ago! And even then, I didn’t want you to use it. Did you even think about me? This is all kinds of illegal. Oh, my God. They’re going to make a Netflix documentary about me.
Stephanie: Well, wait. Okay, think about that. That could be like really cool. That could be epic. Look how well it turned out for Tiger King.


 

Martha: You need to grow up! You’re not a teenager!
Stephanie: I know I’m not. I’m an adult. Is that what you want to hear? Yes, I am a thirty-seven year-old twelveth grader! You don’t think I know how crazy it is going back to high school in this body? What else was I supposed to do? What else did I have?
Martha: You had me, and you had Seth.


 

Stephanie: Everybody else just got to go on and live their lives. And what, I’m supposed to just jump forward? I’m just not allowed to ever make mistakes?
Martha: Making mistakes is different than willfully screwing over the people who care about you. You pushed us away. They were not your friends. We were your friends. We were the ones who cared about you. We were the ones who showed up at the hospital. They never came to the hospital! None of them!
Stephanie: I can’t believe you would say that. I got tons of birthday cards.
Martha: Did you even look to see who they were from?


 

Tiffany: I want you to have the perfect life, like me.
Brie Loves: The perfect life online means nothing when you’re miserable in real life.
Tiffany: We are not miserable.
Blaine: Yeah, we are.


 

Stephanie: You’re like a legend at Harding High. You won prom queen and had a perfect life.
Deanna Russo: A perfect life? Yeah. Let’s see. I was divorced before I was thirty, when my husband left me for a twenty-one year-old barista with two more abs than I had. And I was left with no credit, and no job prospects. My advice, throw that crown away now.


 

Deanna Russo: You know what prom queen got me? An even spray tanand the ability to dodge bleach poisoning every time I get my hair done.
Stephanie: Well, I mean, that is a skill.


 

Deanna Russo: Imagine all the other skills I would have had if I’d gone to college. I don’t know where I would be, but I do know it wouldn’t be taking courses at the community college while hustling to make rent between two jobs. The only thing I look forward to is taking my pants off at night.
Stephanie: Oh. my God. I do that too now.
Deanna Russo: It’s so good, right?


 

Deanna Russo: But it’s all worth it, because I am going to get a degree, and I am going to have a career, and that is everything. And for the first time in my life, I’m excited about the future instead of holding on to the past.


 

Jim Conway: Do you know where you’re sitting at graduation yet?
Stephanie: On my butt?


 

Jim Conway: [to Stephanie] Don’t waste your time telling the people who love you the most that they don’t count. They are the only ones that count.


 

Stephanie: It doesn’t matter who has the most friends, or likes, or followers. If you just have one or two great friends, who will support you, even when you’re being a butt slut, then you’ve got it all. And that is something worth fighting for. So f*** what other people think. Yeah, like f*** being popular. F*** being cool. F*** it in the a**.
Jim Conway: Stephie, language.


 

Stephanie: Every single one of us is so unique, and that’s awesome. Why fit in when you can stand out? And so, okay, now I’m going to do something that I wish I had the confidence to do twent years ago, and that is being my real self. And, yeah, I’m still afraid that if I show everyone my real self, the wrong people will make fun of me. But it’s the only way for the right people to see me. And they’re the ones I care about the most. They’re the ones I want, more than anything, to forgive me.


 

Tiffany: I am sorry for everything I’ve done, and for treating you like human garbage all these years.
Stephanie: Tiff, I’m not the one you should be trying to make things right with. You and Blaine have an awesome daughter who’s so smart, and way cooler than what you and I ever were. Stop competing with her. There’s enough room for both of you. There’s enough room for all of us. We don’t need to fight with each other.


 

Stephanie: [referring to the check] Here. To pay for all the damage at the lake house.
Martha: Where did you get this from?
Stephanie: I sold the Cabriolet. Time to grow up.
Martha: I am so proud of you.
Stephanie: Aw, thanks, Marth. I’m so lucky to have you as a friend.


 

Janet: [valedictorian speech] So I’m just going to say one thing. Who you are in high school doesn’t define you. And I would also like to officially announce my campaign for US president. Vote for me in 2040.


 

Stephanie: [mid-credits lines] I really do want to go to college. So what do I need to do? I would do anything. I mean, not… Sorry. Yeah, I meant anything. No, I didn’t. Sorry. I didn’t mean that. I meant… Oh, my God. I meant I will do anything non-sexually.
Mr. T: Oh, my God. Oh, good, good. Don’t ever resort to that, unless you have to. And if that’s what you want to do with your life, then do it. But don’t do it with me. I’m terrible in bed.

 


 

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