[giving the Mary McGuffin doll to Vanessa] Remember when you said that you wanted a Mary McGuffin doll, I be the world's greatest dad?
[flatly] Yeah, when I was, like, seven.
At last, I have found one. I've been spending years scourging the Internet and the garage sales trying to find the discontinued doll.
[surprised by this revelation] Wow, I can't believe you remembered that I wanted this.
Remembered? I never stopped looking.
You know, I may be an evil scientist, but it doesn't take a degree purchsed off the Internet with your ex-wife's moeny to show how important you are to me.
[smiles] That's so sweet.
Well, I better run. I bought a used -inator from the garage sale and it's missing a part.
I don't know yet. It's missing a part. But whatever it is, I'm sure it will be pure evil.
[looks at the doll and smiles again] Well, at least, you're not evil.
[The Mary McGuffin doll falls into the hands of a little girl named Sally]
SSally
Look! She's perfect, And I just love her!
[both Candace and Vanessa are watching this]
Oh, forget it! I guess I'm just too old for dolls anyway.
Yeah, maybe I don't really have to have the one object that my dad spent years finding in order to show me his affection...
[they both look at each other]
No, actually, I do. [snatches the doll from Sally] Gimme that, kid! [walks away with the doll, causing Sally to cry]
[later on, Doofenshmirtz gets a call from Vanessa about the event while he's cutting a carrot]
So you just took it from the little girl, and left her there crying?! Wow, that is evil! Honey, I am so proud of you! It felt good, didn't it? Yeah, we can build on this.
[singing] Not so bad a dad after all!
Ferb, you must have left your skateboard in England the last time we were there. I know! We could create a highly intricate and sophisticated machine that will transport any object from anywhere on the globe to our backyard!
Why don't you just build a new skateboard?
[awkward silence]
If it's all the same with you, Father, we're going to build the machine.
CCarolers
[singing to We Wish You a Merry Christmas] We won't go until we get some, we won't go until we get some, so bring some right here!
Wha-what...are-are you threatening me? How dare you! No one barges into my home and demands desserts! What sort of plan is that anyway, "Let's go to a stranger's house and in song form, refuse to leave unless he hands over a food dish no one's prepared since the 16th century?!"