"♪ Down In The Cellar of an Old Mansion ♪ ♪ Cats Without parents and their companions ♪ ♪ Met To Improve Their Sad Situation ♪ ♪ And Find a good cause for celebration ♪"

"Bed, TWERP!"

"Thanks for babysitting tonight, Vicky. Timmy just loves making new friends, don't you Timmy?"

"This has been a test of the Emergency Hypnotoad System. Had this been an actual hypnosis, you would go limp and watch whatever crap comes up next. Coming up next, Futurama!"

"Professor, my Fry-fro is all frizzy."

"D-Did someone switch the universe off and on?"

"Foolish child! I could swallow you whole!"

"Foolish child! Leave this place before you meet your demise!"

"¡Hola, Mamá! I know you don’t want me staying in the Demon Realm, but I’m recording this because I think we can find a middle ground. This is a world of magic and beauty, just look."

"Hey, thanks for not telling them I'm..."

"...a Grimwalker?"

"Clifford, Rhonda, [Luis], Smoothie, and Garfield. Welcome to your new home! I know, you're overwhelmed. We're in a new city, having to make new friends, and our big brother Antony left us for college. Well he's my brother, not yours. But we gotta roll with the punches! Toughen up rocks! Were not little kids anymore, we're 10! Double digits! We can handle this, right? I wish Antony were here to help me unpack. And keep me from talking to a bunch of rocks. 'Tis I, the good rock fairy Rocktilda. Since you are so kind and true of heart and cute and spunky, I've decided to grant you one wish. Thanks Rocktilda! I am pretty great aren't I. I'd like to wish for UNLIMITED WISHES!!! That wasn't the deal! Too late you doink, you've been outsmarted now start granting! Muahaha..."

"Big news in the financial world today. Once again, Billionaire Bruce Wayne has averted an attempted takeover of his company, by Derek Powers of Powers Technology. Powers vowed that he is not through yet and speculation has seen in stock in both men's companies hit all-time high's. Still no word from the kidnappers of debutante, Bunny Vreeland following a ransom payment five million dollars."

"I'm depressed, Red. Here in this holiday time and we're hiding out in this dingy rattrap. No presents, no fun, no nothing. Can't we at least, get a Christmas tree."

"Speed it up! We don't have all night."

"Claire McCallister is about to go on a business trip, and leave a babysitter in charge of her son, the mischievous boy genius, Tobey."

"[giggles] Try to catch me!"

"Now, Isis, my sweet. [Isis snatches the necklace] Perfect my love! Let's go home."

"Would you look at that. A little slice of heaven."

"Space. It seems to go on and on forever. But then you get to the end and the gorilla starts throwing barrels at you."

"Morning, balloons! I mean...morning, last balloon."

"It's no use Sparkleface. We'll be trapped in the candy dungeon, FOREVER!"

"School days, school days, teacher's golden ru..."

"Don't give up Butterbean. Great! Right in the middle of the best part of Pretty Pretty Pegasus!"

"Wow, the base is loaded with two outs and Johnny Hitswell is up to bat. We might actually win the game for a change."

"Morty! You gotta come on. Jus'...you gotta come with me."

"Once again, I am free to smite the world as I did in days long past."

"Timothy, You have mail."

"The day I turned 16, I got my driver's license, and suddenly, I was free! I could be out in the open road with nothing but my own dreams to guide me! I could let the wind of adventure blow through my hair as the beckoning horizon pulls me ever onward! But instead, I'm just driving my little sister to and from soccer in my mom's minivan."

"Alright, Beef Burrito. I'm gonna give you one more chance to take back what you said about my mom! I'LL KILL YOU!"

"Hey! This is an interactive show. That means you gotta select the correct answers. [gets a pillar dropped on by Rowdy; weakly] Enjoy the show..."

"[howls] Rubble on the double! Whee!"

"Uh, out of my seat, shortstack!"

"So Ferb, what do you wanna do today? What about Perry? What does he wanna do? Well, he is a platypus. They don't do much. I, for one, am starting to get bored. And boredom is something I will not put. The first thing they're gonna ask us when we get back to school is what we did over the summer! I mean, no school for three months; our lives should be a rollercoaster. And I mean a good rollercoaster. Not like the one we rode at the Street Fair. Man, that was lame. Why, if I built a rollercoaster, I would...That's it! I know what we're gonna do today!"

"What's that all about?"

"Okay, new Earth game. I call it: Solar System!"

"Look at you, man! You're a full-grown cat still watching cartoons! Why, you're three years old! Do you know what that is in human years? Oh, listen to me, man. I'm your friend. Don't you know cartoons will ruin your mind? Look what it's done to your brain!"

"Heffer, we're mates, right?"

"I had it with you, you're a useless and pathetic thing like a useless and pathetic thing, this IS the last straw you Good for nothing of rubbish... PREPARE TO FEEL MY WRATH!! That will teach you."

"All right, Yay!"

"Ooh, careful, Homer."

"Missing your friends?"

"Captain's log, Stardate 57436.2. The Cerritos is docked at Douglas Station for routine maintenance and resupply. We will soon set course for the capital planet of the Galar system, where we're scheduled to make second contact with the Galardonian High Council. First contact is a delicate, high-stakes operation of diplomacy. One must be ready for anything when Humanity is interacting with alien race for the first time. But we don't do that. Our specialty is second contact. Still pretty important. We get all the paperwork signed, make sure we're spelling the name of the planet right, get to know all the good places to eat."

"UGH!! I hate red lights! Come on, gotta go, gotta go, gotta go!!"

"Hi Everyone I’m Ninety Want To Join Us With Our Undersea Adventures Sure!"

"Okay, Vic. I'm glad we see eye to eye on expanding our business. But first, we gotta learn how to make..."

"Happy Valentines Day, Todd!"

"Northern Region, Sector 17 Alpha, log date 8313 Omega 3, Jor-El speaking, gathering readings for final subterranean probe."

"The school concert is tomorrow, Max. And I get to play, "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star"!"