I totally loved this scene:
Puck: We all know why we're here. I've waited five years for this. I want ideas for Senior Ditch Day. Go.
Kurt: Ooh! A Gershwin/Sondheim scavenger hunt!
Santana: [scoffs] That sounds like torture.
Puck: I want actual ideas, Kurt.
Mike: Footloose marathon. Footloose, Footloose 2011.
Mercedes: What about a non-alcoholic pub crawl?
Puck: It's Senior Ditch Day, not Senior Citizen's Ditch Day.
Brittany: It's springtime. I would like to see something give birth
. [Tina and Quinn smile and giggle.]
Rachel: [begins to cry] Quinn, I'm so sorry. It was my wedding you were going to when you got in your car crash. And you were answering my text message and now we're all sitting here, we're talking about this day that's suppose to be the most amazing and unforgettable day of our high school lives. And we're completely ignoring the fact that she's sitting in that chair. [shakes her head] It's not right. It's not right and it shouldn't be like this.
Quinn: Well, maybe not, but this is the way it is. My accident, which you did not cause by the way, doesn't define me or ruin our senior year. I meant what I said in the choir room. I'm not going to dwell on this and neither should any of you. Okay? [to Rachel] Come here.
[Rachel stands up and approaches Quinn.]
Quinn: Come on. [chuckles] Come on. [slowly Rachel hugs Quinn.]