[Cindy, Libby, Nick, Butch and Miss Fowl all rebuke Carl after their Twonkies transformed into rampaging monsters and attacked any type of musical harmony]
Your Twonkies attacked us in babycize class!
Miss FowlThose things are a menace!
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.
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.
You can't stop the music!
I demand to know how this happened!
Well, Judy was tinkering with Jimmy's stuff. I'd ask her.
[offended] Oh, really?! Well, Mr. Let's-Push-All-the-Buttons…
Now, honey, name calling won't solve this mess you got us in. Besides, we may be here for a while. Look, some people seem to be adapting.
Miss Fowl
School is in session. Today's lesson is how to not get eaten by a giant fire ant. [squawks]
Miss Fowl, a raptor ate my homework.
MMan
So, what do you got, Sam?
Rock burgers, rock dogs and rock lobster with a side of rocks.
MMan
I'll just have soup.
One hot water! Hold the rocks!
Well, I guess we could live here. I could make curtains and paint the walls with some berry juice.
Now, that's the spirit, Sugar. Maybe it will distract you from thinking about our missing Jimbo.
Oopsy. There, Sugarbooger. Remember, we're in the Cretaceous Era. We've got millions of years to come up with a plan to save him.
Hugh, are you aware that most of the things you say make no sense?
Uh, Neutron? We wanted Retroville, not Jungleville.
I think the gardeners went on strike.
[while being chased by a raptor] HELP! Yeah, yeah. HELP!
Miss Fowl
[while being chased by a giant black snake] Bad snake! Bad snake!
This is Retroville. Based on the flora and fauna, I'd say that wormhole transported the town 75 million years in the past.
Awesome! Now I don't have to go to the dentist on Thursday!
ECEvil Carl
[as the bell rings] Get inside, dirtbag! [pushes Jimmy in Evil Miss Fowl's classroom]
EFEvil Miss Fowl
Take your seats, maggots. Evil Cindy and Evil Libby will now give a presentation on wedgies.
ECEvil Cindy
Thank you, ugly. Class, nothing hurts like a wedgie, and yet few people understand the proper technique.
ELEvil Libby
May we have a volunteer, NICK?!
ENEvil Nick
No! You can't! [Evil Butch forces him out of his seat and shoves him to the girls] I'LL GET YOU FOR THIS!
ELEvil Libby
Assume the position!
ECEvil Cindy
Simply reach, grab, and give a forceful 90-degree tug. [pulls Evil Nick's underwear harder as he screams in pain]
ELEvil Libby
Note the beads of pain-induced sweat.
[Episode starts with the faculty of Lindbergh Elementary entering hyperspace in Principal Willoughby's car]
Heavens to Harvey Fierstein! This isn't the Pomona bypass.
CGCoach Grubber
Willoughby, you dink! I told you turn left at the Pants Outlet!
HHilgo
I'm frightened and nauseated. Where are we?
Miss Fowl
We're in hyperspace, where no teacher has gone before. [squawks] I've got a good idea who's responsible for this!
[Lindbergh Elementary School; the kids are all in Miss Fowl's classroom, cheering and whooping while Jimmy stands on Miss Fowl's desk]
Friends, students, kids, lend me your ears! You may have noticed that Miss Fowl isn't here this morning.
Shouldn't they have returned from the Learn-a-palooza conference by now?
Thanks to my new hyper-chip, none of our teachers will be back for an entire week.
What's wrong, Carl? Is my seven-layer soy mulch too tough? Let Mommy pre-chew it for you.
Mmm! [sees Jimmy and Sheen reacting with disgust] I mean, gross!
I can't take it anymore! I actually wish we had our old teachers back!
Are you gonna finish your soy mulch?
Parents want to be substitute teachers, huh? Well, I say it's time to sink some subs.
[Meanwhile, in hyperspace…]
Miss Fowl
Keep searching, everyone. We're looking for some type of shiny, blink-y, science-y gizmo.
Do they have restrooms in hyperspace?
CGCoach Grubber
I'm keeping any change I find!
[last lines]
It will never happen again in fact I've learned a valuable important lesson about the importance of our teaching professionals.
Your still getting 900 days detention!
HHilgo
And no soup on soup Tuesday!
CCoach
In fact drop and give me 40; maggot, RIGHT NOW!
[drops down on the ground, starting his 40 pushups as punishment; straining] But You're not... the boss... of me.
Miss Fowl
[sharply] Double time, Neutron!
The Adventures of Jimmy Neutron: Boy Genius · 473 quotes
