Box Ghost quotes from Danny Phantom

I am no longer the Box Ghost! I am now... [Grabs Sam's mechanical frog] ...the Mechanical Frog Ghost! [Frog shorts out] Uh.... I changed my mind! I am once again the Box Ghost! And will have nothing to do with mechanical amphibians! [Disappears]

Danny

Now there's someone who knows exactly who he is.

[having Danny at his mercy] Tremble before the might of the Box Ghost, as you are devoured by- [pauses and reads the side of a box] -oh yeah... costumes and props from the Broadway classic, My Fair Lady! [hurls contents of box at Danny] Beware! [flees]

Sam

[about to start a presentation about freeing frogs from being dissected] Fellow students, something sick and disgusting is happening right right here in our school. And I'm about to show you what it is! [pulls up curtain, and Danny is shown slumped in a dress costume]

Tucker

Woo! Take it off! [Sam glares at him] No, seriously, you should take that off. That's weird.

Sam

[to Danny] Thanks to you, my "Save the Frogs" presentation was a total bust!

Tucker

And speaking of bust, did you see Danny in that bra? Puse is not your color, pal.

Danny

Great. My parents are splitting up, my sister's a basketcase, and I'm going to ghost jail. This may be the worst day of my life.

Well, if it isn't the little whelp who got us locked up in this stinking place. Welcome home. [grins ferally]

Danny

This is the worst day of my life.

I am the Box Ghost!

Danny

Will you stop that?!

Hmm, I'm going to need the right bait to lure those two back to battle.

[studying the cage's inhabitants] Too scaly, too frightening, you I plan on feasting on for dinner... Yes, you'll do. [pulls out the Box Ghost]

I am the Box Ghost! You have- [promptly muzzled]

Danny

[going through his ghost files with Sam and Tucker] Okay, Ember: Ghost Zone. Skulker: Ghost Zone. Box Ghost... [in unison with Tucker and Sam] Who cares.

[pops his head out of the Fenton Portal] Hey! I have feelings too you know! [the Fenton Portal shuts him out]

Well, well, well. [Danny turns to see the Future Box Ghost] All this time we've planning on how we take the fight to you. And here you are, wrapped up like a present.

Danny

Box Ghost?

Beware...[shoots Danny with a blast of blue energy into Future Ember]

Danny

[after bumping into Future Ember] Ember? You look...

Like I went to seed right after you destroyed my vocal cords WITH THAT GHOSTLY WAIL OF YOURS?!

Danny

I was gonna say 'statuesque,' but uh...[smiles innocently]

Danny

[to the ghosts] "I'm trapped in this story. The guy's off his nut."

"He ought to know better."

"Let's go kick his butt!"

[reading the rewards on wanted posters for Wulf, Vortex, and Undergrowth] One million for an overgrown dog?! Two million for an overgrown cloud?! Three million for an overgrown FICUS?! Chump change, for those ghosts pale in comparison to me, the Box Ghost! Imagine the value of a ghost that terrorizes with corrogated cardboard and the occasional roll of bubble wrap! [as his head flies up and spins] It must make their heads SPIN! [unfolds a crumpled wanted poster of himself that was thrown at him, the reward only $2.50 or best offer] Not wanted?! [tears up the poster] This is an outrage! Do I not inspire fear and loathing?! [brain pops out]

[laugh at him]

Behold! The Lunchbox of Fear! [opens it, a spooky thermos comes out]

Danny

[catches it] Hey, bringing your own thermos to our battles, now? You know, you could save us time by showing up already inside it.

And now... taste your multi-grain DOOM!

Look! That caterer brought free lunch for everyone!

[cheers and picks the sandwiches up]

No! I am no caterer! My sandwiches are very high in calories! They will totally clog your arteries!

Sam

[scoffs] In like, forty years!

Yeah? So? It is a SLOW death!

[confused] Wait, what are you doing?

Danny

Tasting our doom. And, I gotta tell ya, it's a little dry.

Tucker

You wouldn't happen to have any "Spicy Mustard of Doom", would ya?

[as shoes rain down] Hey everyone! The catering shoe salesman is giving out free samples!

I am NOT a catering shoe salesman! You are supposed to tremble as my menacing footwear pinches your feet like nobody's business!

[unimpressed, holds up a purple shoe] Do you have these in an "8"?