Cindy quotes from The Adventures of Jimmy Neutron: Boy Genius

Carl

We are so good.

Sheen

We're scary good.

Libby

Nobody can beat us.

Cindy

Look, guys, my cousin lent me his official, major-league bat signed by Tremendous Jackson himself.

Libby

Can I use it?

Carl

Me, too!

No, you can't use that. This stuff's been lucky for us. Changing now might jinx us.

Sheen

Jimmy's right, that's why I've been wearing the same underwear for the past six weeks.

Eww....

Cindy

That was embarrassing. I got this long sleeve shirt and my underwear too. And socks too.

If we want to keep winning, we keep using our old equipment.

Listen up everyone. I have an announcement to make today: Jimmy Neutron and his team will be going to Nagoya, Japan, for the Junior Baseball World Championships! Which just goes to show that even the worst, most untalented athletes can be great if they put their minds to it. So... sayonara.

Um... guys, I think there's something I should tell you...

Cindy

Me, too. I-I hate to admit it, Neutron, but, um, we wouldn't have gotten this far without you.

Carl

Yeah, for once and probably the only time in my life I'm a wiener-- I mean, winner. See how new it is?

Sheen

My life-long dream has been to go to Japan. I can finally meet Bonzilla!

Libby

So, Jimmy, what was it that you were going to say?

Um... let's go to Japan?

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the championship game between the Retroville 9 and, from Japan, the Super Dedicated Work Team!

Libby

Oh, I can't believe we're here. I don't know how we did it.

Uh, yeah, neither do I.

Carl

Boy, I love this sushi stuff, whatever it is.

Look into my eyes. I mean, if you don't mind.

Cindy

Why the heck would…

Look into my eyes!

Cindy

[being hypnotized] Yes, master.

What is your blood type?

Cindy

A-positive, master.

Mmm, how positively delicious. [hisses and bites her neck as she screams, turning her into a vampire]

Carl

Hey, I don't want to drink blood anymore.

Cindy

Yuck- me neither.

Sheen

Huh. I've lost all desire to consume human flesh.

Hugh

Hey, I can speak in complete sentences. Now, where's my scary little Sugarbooger?

Judy

[holding a plate of banana balls and prune puffs] Right here, you monster. Who's up for banana balls and prune puffs?

Cindy

We want candy.

Libby

We never got to go trick-or-treating.

Sheen

And we left behind all our candy when we changed into monsters.

Carl

I bet it's gone by now.

Hugh

No candy on Halloween? That is scary.

Don't worry. I can fix that.

Libby

What's up, y'all? If I'm elected, I promise you 15 minutes of funk every day! Can you handle that?

Cindy

Tell it, sister! [kids cheer]

Can we afford funk, ev-er-y-day?

Libby

We will also start wearing uniforms... [kids groan] From the hottest fashion designers! [kids cheer]

Cindy

The North Pole?

Libby

Am I dressed for it? No!

Cindy

A lump of coal?!

Libby

Do me a favor-- the next time I suggest we humiliate somebody, DON'T LISTEN!

Ahh!

I can't talk, I can't think. Everywhere I go, you're there!

Cindy

What kind of sick joke is this?

Oh, you're gonna make me say it, aren't you? Alright then, I'll say it. [sits on his knees] I LOVE YOU, CINDY VORTEX! [echoes; Cindy, Britney, Libby, and everyone gasp; As everyone laughs, Cindy angrily splats her ice cream in his face; Sam stops laughing and madly walks over to him] Mmm… pecan ripple, your favorite.

Sam

You messy little hooligan! I just cleaned that floor eight months ago! You're out of here! Yeah, yeah. [throws Jimmy out of the Candy Bar and into the street]

Sheen

[entering the classroom] Good morrow, scholars. Sorry I'm tardy, I was doing this morning's crossword puzzle in pen.

Cindy

Big deal. My dad and I do the crossword puzzle all the time.

Sheen

In the Beijing Times? [holds up and unravels his long crossword puzzle, all answered in Beijing writing]

Miss Fowl

[giving Sheen his math test] Here's your test, Sheen. Take a seat and get started. Remember, class, if you get stuck on a question, just skip it and come back to it late--

Sheen

[raises up his finished test] Done!

Miss Fowl

What? But that's impossible!

Sheen

Well, I would have even finished sooner if someone hadn't been blathering away.

Miss Fowl

Sweet muffins! These answers are right!

Sheen

Of course, they're mostly right, duh. They're somewhat obvious to anyone with half a brain--let alone this slack-jaw collection of nitwits.

Butch

[stands up] HEY! My doctor says my jaw's only slightly slack!

Cindy

Yeah, Ultra Dork, since when did you become Lord of the Smarts?

Sheen

Since yesterday. Observe! [He gets out of his seat and heads off to the chalkboard with a pull-down sheet of the Periodic Table of Elements] Rb: Rubidium. Alkali metal discovered in 1861, melting point 39° Centigrade. [shows another picture of the planet Neptune] Neptune, eighth planet from the sun. Principal moons: Triton and Nereid. Named for the Roman god of water. [walks over to Carl] Carl Wheezer. Mammalian order: primate. 70% water, 20% carbon, 2% mucus. [Carl sneezes] 1% mucus. Any questions?

Miss Fowl

Yes. [now determined] How'd you like to SIT DOWN?!? [the class launches into a round of pleads for Sheen to sit down, while Jimmy shakes his head slowly in disappointment]

Yeah, sit down.

Sheen

Go ahead, mock all you want! The barbs of a tiny brain are as nothing to me! [cackles evilly] Miss Fowl, can I be excused?

Miss Fowl

No!

Sheen

May I not be UN-excused?

Miss Fowl

[hesistantly] Y...yes?

Sheen

[points at Miss Fowl] PSYCH! [then runs out of the classroom, as he continues laughing, while Miss Fowl groans in annoyance]

Carl

[in shock] Jimmy, what's wrong with Sheen?

I-I don't know! His IQ should have stopped increasing hours ago. I'd better get to the lab. [raises hand] Miss Fowl, will you not let me not leave the classroom?

Miss Fowl

No! Uh...yes.

Thank you. [gets up and leaves the classroom to follow Sheen, as Miss Fowl exclaims in disappointment]

Carl

[to himself] Jimmy and Sheen need me. I can't let 'em down. [raises hand] Miss Fowl, can I never ever not be dis-excused sometimes?

Miss Fowl

[points at Carl emphatically] PLANT IT!

Carl

[sits back down nervously] Okay.

Sheen

"I am Ultra Lord, and I will swing my mighty bat of combat on you!" "You can't catch me!" "Yes, I can!" Hey, hey, Jimmy, want to see my new action figure?

Do I? Come on, does Robin Hood wear a pantyhose? Hey, why did Ultra Lord cover himself with mayonnaise? [Sheen looks awkwardly at Funny Jimmy] He wanted to make a hero sandwich! [laughs] Hello! [knocking on Sheen's head] Anybody in there? Paging Mr. Sheen. The village called. They want their idiot back.

Sheen

Are you okay, Jimmy? 'Cause you seem really weird.

I'm weird?! [laughing] Come o-o-o-o-on! You should see Ultra Lord's uncle Morris!

Cindy

[sighs] Whad'ya want, Neutron?

To return a book and to drink in your beauty, Miss Vortex.

Cindy

Very funny.

I jest not. Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Not even Shakespeare seems inadequate to describe your perfection!

Cindy

Cut it out, Neutron, before I barf!

Ah, ah, ah! But before zat, would you favor me wiz a kiss?

Cindy

Is he for real? And what's with the bad French accent? [opens door after hearing music]

[Guitar playing] [singing] Oh, Cindy, I love you, more than Albert Einstein's theory of relativity. Oh, Cindy, ma cherie, [laughs] my little Cindy. Would you please come and kiss me? [Cindy faints to French Jimmy's surprise] Wait, why are you sleeping?

Hey, buddy, want a pie?

Yeah!

[splats pie in the man's face, snickers] You can't beat the classics!

[licks face] Mmm… [gives Thumbs up] I'll say.

Hugh

Calm down, folks. Now, just tell me, what did the Jimster do?

Nick

He busted my skateboard, dude!

Carl

He said I was gonna be "dust in the wind."

Granny

He made me smile and my dentures fell out! [pulls out her dentures]

Sheen

He mocked Ultra Lord's family!

Cindy

He made my heart sing and… [snaps out of it] I mean, he said things to me so vile and despicable I cannot repeat them in mixed company.

And, he threw a pie in my face!

Hugh

[Chuckles] You can't beat the classics. [Pie-face Man growls] I'm sure Jimmy had a good reason for doing all these admittedly strange, bizarre things, so…who wants pie?

[Spits] I'm good.

Oh, no! It was the clones! I gotta find them. Goddard, activate clone locator!

Carl

There he is!

Sheen

Get him!

Cindy

Let's teach him a lesson!

Nick

I'll hold him down, man!

Carl

Yeah! Come on!

Wait, everyone! I can explain. [explaining the truth; 4 hours later…] And that's how it all happened.

[speechless] Huh, genetic replicants manifesting mutant side effects, eh?

Cindy

As long as you got rid of all the clones. One Jimmy Neutron in the world is bad enough, but six is blech!

Nick

Uh, dude, you did catch all of them, didn't you?

Uh… who would like some pie at my house?

Carl

Uh, okay.

Here's Jimmy! [laughs evilly]

[to Jimmy; annoyed with anger] Neutron!

[nervously] So, uh, I take it that means no pie? [screams while he and Goddard run for their lives as they start chasing after him]

Get him!

Granny

Rip off his head!

Hugh

Can I have a mocha espresso with plenty of sugar?

Cindy

Yeah, right.

[to Cindy and Libby] Sorry, ladies. There's an hour wait for a table. Unless you're willing to sit in the utility closet.

Cindy

[irritated] But we know you.

[smugly] Oh, that's right! I'm the leader of the one-man dork parade.

Cindy

Look, Neutron, just because you work at the most popular joint in town, doesn't mean aren't still a stuck-up jerk. Come on, Libby. We're leaving.

Libby

[to Jimmy; eagerly] 1 for the utility closet, please? [Jimmy leads her way]

Cindy

[coming back; also eager] Make it 2. [follows along]

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?