Miss Cooley: [Julie is trying to get out of swimming by having a bandage on her eye] An eye infection?
[takes off her goggles]
Miss Cooley: I hope you have a doctor's note for this one, Ross!
Julie Ross: My dog ate it, this morning. I'm sorry, Miss Cooley. I'm really sorry.
Miss Cooley: Okay, Ross, do the exercises on land. Just get yourself a mat and do fifty crawls, fifty strokes, and fifty breasts.
Julie Ross: Okay.
[turn to walk away, but seeing Julie smiling, Miss Cooley firmly blows her whistle for her to come back]
Miss Cooley: Just a minute, Ross. I am fed up with your excuses and your lies and your attitude! Now, I hope you realize you are... you're failing gym!
Julie Ross: You mean, "F" as in Phys Ed?
Miss Cooley: I mean, "F" as in foolish.
Julie Ross: Well, I'll try to do better.
Miss Cooley: In your case, Ross, better isn't nearly good enough!
