Hannah Baker: Do you think I could ever be as pretty as Jessica Davis? (awkward silence) Great. Thanks. Got it.
Clay Jensen: No, I-I just... I mean, yeah, Jessica's pretty and all, but you're special.
Hannah Baker: Special. Like retarded.
Clay Jensen: Did I say retarded? I didn't say retarded, and I don't think we're supposed to use that word anymore.
Hannah Baker: Regardless... I saw you try to be kind... and, you know, fail.
Jessica Davis: Mrs. Antilly, I'm sure Hillary is awesome, but...
Hannah Baker: If we're gonna be great friends, you should know my name is Hannah.
Jessica Davis: What did I call you?
Hannah Baker: Hillary.
Jessica Davis: That's not your name?
Hannah Baker: No. Hannah.
Jessica Davis: Crap. I already got your best friend necklace engraved with "Hillary."
Hannah Baker: Any students named Hillary we can set up with Jennifer?
Jessica Davis: Jessica.
Hannah Baker: Sorry. Jezebel.
Jessica Davis: No problem, Harriet.
Hannah Baker: Ooh. Can I actually get a Jezebel? She'd be an amazing friend.
Mrs. Antilly: See? See, the senses of humor on you two. It's a perfect match!
Clay Jensen: Dad, where’s your radio thing?
Matt Jensen: “My radio thing”?
Clay Jensen: That thing you play CDs on when you’re painting or working in the yard or whatever.
Matt Jensen: My boom box.
Clay Jensen: That really what they’re called?
Matt Jensen: They were. I believe now they’re called obsolete.