Brobot saved us, we save his parents. That's the way it is.
S1 E15Unfinished Business
Roxy! Bad dog, bad dog, bad dog! No kissing the new lamp! Hey, the water sacks. Roxy, sic 'em! ( growling ) ( barking ) Ow! Ooh, bad girl. Someone is not getting her proton snack tonight.
[about Brobot who practices moon tennis] Oh, but we just played it twelve times!
And-a I'm-a not-a the-a pig-a punisher-a.
Showtime!
I-a cannot-a believe-a it's-a not-a olyve-a oyl-a.
[last lines]
Anybody seen an iguana?
[gasps] Our gold... it's all ashes!
That was my grandmother's favorite tooth...and her only one.
The equipment I'd need to make enough gold to replace this stuff would take a ton of money.
We could sell our bodies to science.
You have to be dead to do that.
Okay, Mr. Negative.
Gentlemen, we have to get jobs.
[While searching around in town for applying for a job, the boys show up at McSpanky's restaurant]
Oh, McSpanky's would be the perfect place to work. We could eat here, see all our friends, plus, what job could be easier?
Professional spread-glue-on-your-fingertips-and-pull-it-off consultant? What?!
[annoyingly imitating Skeet] "No human brain can add three things, dude. Only the machine knows the tax, dude."
"Isn't this fun, Jimmy? I wanna be a McSpanky's for the rest of my whole life!"
"Give me a cow in an earthquake, a dancing albino in a heart condition, and a baby in a ricksha!"
"Coming at ya!" [scats]
"Dudes. I'm way impressed."
Hey, dude, you missed a spot.
I got it. Just a little sodium chloride.
Actually, dude, it's "salt."
That's what I said. Sodium chloride.
You're quitting?! But dude, you're the first guy who fit in the costume.
I'm not quitting- quite the opposite. I intend to show you all what I am capable of.
"Anyways, Carl, give me bald, fat, and giant taxi driver with a Polish accent!"
"You want a hamburger with peanut butter on it?"
[calming Goddard down when he growls at the mechanical Scotsman's head in the drive-thru] Easy, Goddard. It's just a giant mechanical Scotsman's head. But by tomorrow, it's gonna be smarter than Skeet. [knocks on the mechanical head's lower jaw] Come to think it, it's smarter than Skeet now.
[to Cindy and Libby] Sorry, ladies. There's an hour wait for a table. Unless you're willing to sit in the utility closet.
[irritated] But we know you.
[smugly] Oh, that's right! I'm the leader of the one-man dork parade.
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.
[to Jimmy; eagerly] 1 for the utility closet, please? [Jimmy leads her way]
[coming back; also eager] Make it 2. [follows along]
The monkey's in. You, back of the line.
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