Cree Lincoln quotes from Codename: Kids Next Door

I know all your moves, Abby. [spins Numbuh 5 around like a lasso as she screams] because I taught them to you! [tosses her younger sister Abby like a rag doll]

Numbuh 1

So, do you feel anything?

Numbuh 1

I don’t know. I feel kind of powerful!

AAH! ARE YOU CRAZY??!

Numbuh 1

What’s the matter, teenager? Afraid we’ll put your bras to better use?

[stares at Numbuh 1 with a gaping mouth for a minute] Listen, you little freak, take it off! NOW!

Numbuh 1

Make us! Right, Numbuh 2?

I said take them off!

Numbuh 1

Battle Ready Armor, on! [nothing happens] Uh, Battle Ready Armor, go! [still nothing] Ba-Battle Ready- [Cree grabs him] Ah!

[spinning him around violently] Take them off, now! [throws Numbuh 1 across the room]

Numbuh 1

Ugh! [dresser falls on him] Ow!

I am not playing with you fools!

Numbuh 1

[trying to get out from under dresser] Battle Ready Armor, activate! [Cree grabs him] Numbuh 2! [she throws him] Ahhh! [comes out of sick drawer] Um, Battle Ready Armor...Help!

I said, take off my bra! [kicks drawer causing Numbuh 1 to get his head stuck in the ceiling]

Numbuh 1

[he falls, screaming, then lands on bed, breaking it, then sits up, groaning] Numbuh 2, I could really use some...[Cree grabs him and throws him] Whoa!

[She barges in] What's up with all the racket?

I caught your two little weirdo friends trying on my bras!

[gives an annoyed look to Numbuh 1 and Numbuh 2] What are you two doing wearing my sister's bras?!

Numbuh 1

But, Numbuh 5, you don't understand! [falls off dresser] "Bra" stands for "Battle Ready Armor". It's a weapon!

Are you crazy?! A bra is for... ugh, well... girls use it with a strap, and ugh... Look, just go back to the tree house and let me get some sleep!

Numbuh 1

But what about you? What if enemy operatives try to suck your brain-

GET OUT!

I have retrieved the information required. Numbuh 5 will awaken tomorrow without realizing her brain's been probed.

You have done well, my apprentice.

Thank you, Father.

W-What happened to us?

I-I-I... I-I don't know. I got older... things change...

You know, when you were in the Kids Next Door, I wanted to be just like you. You were the best, and I was so proud to be your sister.

Oh, Abby...

Cree...

Cree, there's something I always wanted to say to you.

Yes, sweet little Abby?

I... [evil smile] Beat your butt!

Huh? [Numbuh 5 throws her to the trash bin] Ew!

[laughing] Sucker!

Lucky shot, girl! I was about to do the same thing to you!

Maybe next time. [laughs and ejects the trash bin into space]

You are so in trouble when I get home!

Finally, the Kids Next Door Moonbase. Now, I can detach it from the moon, and send it into the sun! Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha!

I already tried that. It didn't work.

Crud. Time for Plan B.

Thought you could use some help?

Sure, kid. Come on.

I'm not a kid! I'm a teenager.

Nice bra, teenager!

Thanks. Battle-Ready-Armor makes such good disguises, don't you think?

I... I... I give up.

Say again?

I give up. What's the point? My sister's a teen, the greatest Kid Next Door I ever knew is a teen, and I'll be a teen soon enough. I mean, just look at me. I'm practically a teen now! I can't keep fighting it. I just... I give up.

Oh, Abby, you have no idea how long I've waited for you to say that! Come give your big sister a hug! [The building explodes] You...you tricked me again!

No...I didn't-

Look out! The Kids Next Door are here!

Where?

NEVER give up.

Report, Numbuh 9!

The trap worked, sir. I managed to obtain one of their weapons, but the teens were too strong for us. We have lost Numbuhs 8a and 8b.

I'm afraid... they've been POXED, sir.

Well, you did your best.

But we weren't good enough, were we?

Well, well, well! If it isn't the young man with the flowers, and the stems, and... OH! You know what I'm talkin' about!

Hi, Dr. Lincoln. Is Cree home?

Well suure she is! She's recoverin' from the chicken pox, in the living room, with the sister, on the couch... [gurgles] Oh, Cree! You got a visitor, with the...

Hey Cree.

Oh, Maurice! Are these flowers for MOI?

Sorry about your illness.

Ohh, there's no need for you to be sorry. It's not YOUR fault. [glares at Numbuh 5]

Heh! I know it ain't MY fault.

[whispers] Listen, Maurice. I got a new plan to punish those kids next dorks but I need your help.

Sure, Cree. I'll do WHATEVER I CAN. [winks at Numbuh 5, and Numbuh 5 winks back]