Jimmy quotes from The Adventures of Jimmy Neutron: Boy Genius

You boys sleep tight, now.

But it's only 7:30!

Now, Jimmy, early to bed, early to rise makes a man less prone to bronchial infection.

This is ridiculous. Allergies, germs, constricted nighttime airways… what's next?!

Carl

[wiping his hand on Jimmy's face] Do not fear. Only I can tame Sancho the Wonder Llama.

[losing it] That's it! [gets up and runs out] I can't take it anymore!

Hugh

Way to go, son! You made your ancestors proud.

Eustace

Yes, well done, Jimmy. Well done indeed. Listen, why don't you and your "people" pop over to the compound for a celebratory Flurp and ice cream banquet?

I think I'd rather gargle liquid Nitrogen!

Hugh

Jimbo, that was rude. Now your ancestors are ashamed again.

Sheen

Wow, this place is awesome!

Eustace

: It's nothing, really. Sorry about the heliport, we're having it redone.

Cindy

Wow, Neutron, this sure beats the heck out of your dinky little clubhouse.

It's not "dinky," it's ergonomic!

Eustace

Oh, no, no, no, Cindy, I'm sure that Jimmy's clubhouse is state-of-the-art-- primitive art, that is. [Everyone laughs as Jimmy fumes furiously] Thank you so much.

Hugh

He got you there, Jimbo.

Cindy

[amazed] Eustace, this is incredible! There must be over 37 different flavors!

Yeah, well, it's all right.

Oh, don't be jealous, Jimmy. My ice cream is made from the purest ice-age snow gathered via time box.

You got a working time box?

People, people! I know what this rock is. Carl, Sheen, show the first slide.

Sheen

[speaking into a megaphone] SLIDE!

Carl

Ow, Sheen, I'm right next to you!

Since 1511, there have been reports of rocks with strange symbols falling from the daytime sky. In every case, these rocks were destroyed before scientists had a chance to study them. These are those rocks. Minsk, Russia, 1653-- Rock pulverized by Imperial guards. Reykjavík, Iceland, 1810-- Also crushed. Lima, Peru, 1880-- Rock elected mayor, then overthrown by rebels.

Well, at least it wasn't crushed.

Then crushed. Butte, Montana, 1957-- Rock made into soup and eaten by prospectors.

Sheen

[screams] Carl!

Ladies and gentlemen, the aliens that sent these message stones are today, giving Earth another chance. I implore you to let me take the rock to my lab for study!

Cindy

I'm open, Neutron! Pass me the ball!

I know I can beat him!

Uh, guys, I think building camp would go more quickly if we...

[sharply] DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING!

Meldar

Each player will step forward and place their vote into the giant Head of Truth. First up, Jimmy.

[walks up to the table and votes for Cindy] I tried to be your friend, but I have a planet to save.

Cindy

[walks up to the table and votes for Jimmy] Sorry, pally. The human race can't afford another slip-up.

Libby

[also votes for Jimmy] Bye-bye, big-head.

Sheen

Well, you know what they say, dude. You can fool all the people some other time, but you can't fool the time with the people that the, the… FORGET IT!

Carl

I hope that once you get over the betrayal, you'll still come over for cookies.

Bolbi

Bolbi not wearing underpants. [votes himself off]

Libby

I don't think we're in Retroville anymore.

This is all an illusion! The Brains have placed us under some sort of mass hypnosis.

Sheen

What if they make us act like chickens?!

Carl

What do we do, Jimmy?

I don't know. Unless we can break their hold on us, we're completely at the Brains' mercy.

Carl

Well, guys, we saved the Earth.

Sheen

And more importantly, we won the car!

This isn't right. We've gotta go back!

Cindy

Neutron, what are you doing?

I'm reprogramming the auto-pilot. I won't let all those planets be destroyed!

Libby

Are you nuts?! But we barely got out of there alive!

Wait, we can't go yet. We've got to be sure no species will ever be forced to play this game again.

But Meldar has been destroyed! We saw it!

I'm afraid he's only been temporarily disrupted.

Then we must go.

Wait. Listen. Absolute power like Meldar's has to be focused through some sort of matrix generator. If we can find that generator, we can shut him down for good!

It's madness. There's no hope!

There is if we combine our talents. Meldar kept us weak by forcing us to compete. But together, Brain, Needlehead, Gorlock, and human, can team up to cancel his show permanently. Who's with me?

I am with the Earth boy! Who's up for putting "Intergalactic Showdown" out of business?

Cindy

Your Twonkies attacked us in babycize class!

Libby

They busted my boom box!

Miss Fowl

Those things are a menace!

Nick

Dude, my do is ruined!

Butch

Just when I was learning to love again!

Guys! This isn't the time for blame. If it were, I'd be saying things like "I tried to tell you" and "Why didn't you jerks listen to me?" Now all your stories have a common theme.

Carl

Painful biting?

Butch

Massive blood loss?

No! Music! Harmonic patterns causes the Twonkies to morph into hostile beasts and attack the source of the sound. We've got to shut down all the music in town before the rest of the Twonkies hear.

Libby

You can't stop the music!

We've got to!

Sheen

[singing to the Mongro Twonkie to the tune of "Ride of the Valkyries"] Totally singing, totally singing, totally singing, right in your face! You smell like a monkey, a disgusting monkey, you're totally funky, go take a bath! [the Mongro yawns]

It's working! Sing something else!

Sheen

[sings to the tune of "She'll Be Coming 'Round the Mountain"] Oh, I'm singing to a monster in mid-air! I'll be singing to a monster in mid-air! Oh, I'm feeling so dejected, from the chorus, I'm rejected, but I'm singing to a monster in mid-air. [imitates a radio DJ] Okay, we're gonna bring things down a bit with one of my favorites, and I hope it's one of yours, too. Home, home on the range! Where the frogs and the wolverines dance! And the cowboys say "nope" to deodorant soap, and the--[the Mongro falls asleep]

This isn't over, people! If we don't blast that monster back to the comet in the next ten minutes, he's stuck here for another year!

Sam

That's bad.

Sheen

I'll just sing to him every time he wakes up.

Miss Fowl

That's worse!

Sam

Yeah!