Dib:
[breaks a pencil in half and sticks one half up his nose]
Ms. Bitters, I think a pencil is lodged in my brain. Can I go to the nurse?
Ms. Bitters:
How far in your brain?
Dib:
...pretty far...
Ms. Bitters:
Alright. Take the auxiliary hall pass.
[Points to a radiator with "HALL PASS" spray painted on it]
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