Jimmy quotes from The Adventures of Jimmy Neutron: Boy Genius

But it's still my ship!

Cindy

You just can't deal with accepting the fact that my plan is better than yours!

Is not!

Cindy

Is so!

Is not!

Cindy

Is so-

Carl

[screaming] STOP IT! STOP IT! CAN'T YOU SEE THAT THIS CONSTANT FIGHTING OF YOURS IS TEARING US ALL APART?!

Cindy

[about Jimmy] Throw him in the brig!

It'll take a lot more than ravenous hunger to turn my men against me! [puts fists on hips and stands proudly] Tell her, boys!

Sheen

I'll get some rope!

Carl

I'll hold him down!

Quick, Carl! Throw me your bag of Fish Snack'ems.

Carl

No!

I SAID "THROW ME YOUR BAG OF FISH SNACK'EMS"!

Don't worry. Despite your muteness behavior, you'll all still get a cut of the treasure.

Miss Fowl

This is the most delicious saltwater taffy I've ever tasted, children. Your project gets an A-plus!

Cindy

You know, Jimmy, I hear each one of these pieces of taffy is worth over three cents.

I don't wanna talk about it. [resumes hitting his head]

[observing Carl's genius state in his dream] When Carl's asleep, he dreams he's a genius like me.

Cindy

Like you? Please, you can't even spell your own name!

Carl

Now I need a dummy who will volunteer.

But I'm not dumb. I'm a genius!

Cindy

[giggling] If you're so smart, what's the square root of a flexnart?

That doesn't make any sense!

Carl

The square root of a flexnart is a cupful of boogers.

Libby

[dreamily] He did that all in his head!

Carl, you're asleep. This is a dream.

Carl

Don't be silly. If this was a dream, could I do... [pulls a brain out from his head] this?

That's the only time you can do it! Carl, you're asleep, there are llamas in the classroom! Libby rowed to school with a plastic leg!

Carl

Her paddle broke.

We must get to the bottom of this! [slaps Carl's shoulder]

Cindy

He-He touched his astounded Carl-ness!

Miss Fowl

Throw him in the Ultra Principal!

Carl

[waking up] Oh, wow, I had the craziest dream.

[panting] I know, I was there. You almost got me killed by a legume! [sees the Lima Bean Monster creeping up behind Sheen] Sheen, don't move. We have an evil giant man-eating Lima bean monster right behind you.

Sheen

Ha! You guys. I haven't believed in that since I was, like, 7.

Uh, hey, Carl, you won't tell anyone about that awful, desperate thing I had to do to wake you up, will ya?

Carl

Of course not, Jimmy.

Cindy

[shows up angrily and walks to Jimmy] Not even in his dreams, Neutron! [hardly slaps him in the face, causing him to spin and fall on his back, and she leaves, disgusted]

Sheen

Hey, Jimmy, we need a name! How about: "The Mighty Disciples of Ultra Lord"?

Oh, ho! What about, what about this: "The Science Kings"?

Carl

Oh, I got a name. And it's great.

Sheen

Does it have the word "llama" in it?

Carl

NO! Yes.

Okay, well um...maybe we can mix 'em together? I know: "The Llama Lords of Science"!

Uh, I'm thinking about uh...changing our name. What about: "The Jimmy Neutron Experience"?

Carl

Yeah, I kinda like "The Carl Wheezer Project".

Sheen

I have to vote for "Sheen and the Sheenettes". You guys can be the Sheenettes! Um, or we can get some Sheenettes, and you guys can stand behind the curtain and carry my stuff around and stuff.

You can’t just have anything you want!

Carl

I want a drum solo!

Sheen

I want a behind the scenes documentary tracing my amazing ride to fame! While revealing several humiliating skeletons in my closet!

Augh I can’t believe I even let you two in my band!

Carl

Your band?!

Yes, my band! If it wasn’t for my instruments, you'd be blowing nose bubbles and spitting water!

Sheen

Oh, yeah?!

Yeah!

Sheen

Well, here's what I think about your stupid instruments! [he and Carl throw the instruments out the window]

Hey! You just destroyed my instruments!

Sheen

Who needs your stupid instruments when you've got my musical genius?

Carl

Oh, you're both a couple of ruddy twits!

That's it!

Hugh

[repeated line] You kids, good luck tonight! And remember, have fun with it!

Wait a minute. Sheen, Carl! What are we doing?

Sheen

Well, I was about to strangle Carl.

Carl

Yeah, and I was about to slap Sheen on the back of the head.

Look at us, we’re best friends. And ever since we started this band, we’ve been arguing and fighting. We’re so obsessed with becoming rock stars that we’ve forgotten the real reason we did this. To beat Cindy and Libby!

Yeah!!!

Miss Fowl

Llama Lords of Science wrrraaa-aa you’re on!

Sheen

We can’t go on without our instruments! They’ll laugh at us!

Carl

They’ll write unkind things about us in our yearbooks.

Can't just keep running around and around forever. Wait a minute, "running around!" That's it! If I could spin around fast enough, my mass will become less dense, and in theory, I could slip right out of my shoes! Or...I could end up a gelatinous mess splattered all over the ground. [gulps worriedly] I really hope it's the first one. [approaches the school playground and spots the roundabout] Ah, perfect! [spins the roundabout and grips his feet tightly around the center; screaming] Let's see if it's working. I'm lifting out of my shoes. IT IS WORKING! [flings himself into the air while screaming, and his shoes land on the ground, shaking]

Cindy

[sulking in disappointment] I have never been so embarrassed in all my life, and in front of Nick.

Libby

Oh, cheer up, girl. With your grades, you can transfer to any school in town.

Cindy

[threateningly] I just know Neutron's behind this. When I see him...

Sheen

We just saw a ghost!

Carl

Yeah! And it has Jimmy!

Cindy

Good, it can keep him.

Sheen

Boy, you really have some anger issues, don't you?

[coughs] Hi, guys. I'm back. And by the way, that wasn't a ghost. It was me! But once again, I've solved everything.

[disgusted] Ew...!

Cindy

I thought Nerdtron was hard to look at before, but this is disgusting!

Sheen

Yeah, Jimmy, you're totally gross...yet somehow cool. But completely nasty! Yet strangely awesome.

What are you guys talking about? [looks down at himself, seeing his molecules haven't re-assimilated yet] Oh, my molecules haven't re-assimilated.

Carl

Hey, look. [pokes him; chuckling] He's fun to poke.

Stop it, Carl!

If you get garbage on my hair, I'll never forgive you! What have you got to say for yourself? Or myself? Or whoever you are?!

Please, don't put my hands on my hips, guys don't do that.

I'll put my hands anywhere I wanna put my hands. I'll skip to the doll shop swinging my hips like this. Swingy, swingy, swingy, swingy. Girly, girly, girly, girly, gir-

NOOO!

Then fix this, you idiot! Now!

Absolutely! I just need to tinker with it for few hours.

We don't have a few hours. School starts in 20 minutes. You may have stolen my body and my clothes but you're not ruining my perfect attendance record. Now get my butt to class!

My ankles are freezing. Why don't girls just buy pants that cover their legs?

Stop dragging my feet, those are new shoes! Look, if we just act like each other, nobody will ever know.

Oh. So it's war, is it? Fine! [as Jimmy] Look at me, everybody! I, Jimmy Neutron, am a blue-faced, cross-eyed nosepicker!

[as Cindy] Do you think I spent enough hours on my hair this morning? Hey, everybody, look at my ankles! When'll I ever get a pair of pants the right length? [laughs] Who knows?

Oh, yeah? Listen to this!

[threateningly] Don't...you...dare...

[makes an armpit flatulence; as Cindy] How very lady-like of me.

Miss Fowl

[enters the classroom with pop quiz papers] Quiet, children. Pop quiz!

I hope you enjoyed your straight A's, Neutron, 'cause they're a thing of the past. [begins quiz] "The ant is a member of the vegetable family."

[working on quiz] "Name the planets: Farkle… Gub-Gub…"

Miss Fowl

I would like an explanation for these two disgraceful papers.

There is a simple explanation, Miss Fowl. I, Jimmy Neutron, am a complete gabble headed dipstick!

Miss Fowl

Huh?

But not as big a dipstick as you are, Miss Fowl! And if I don't get a month's worth of detention for that, you are even dumber than you look!

Oh yeah?! Well, how many detentions is this worth, Miss Fowl-breath? [she gets on her desk kicks all the papers off]