I don't know; with Wanda not being here, and you being- you... [sees Cosmo tearing up] Oh, come on! It's not that I don't trust you, it's- no wait, it's pretty much that.
Well, duh! They were in it; but what did Trixie think? [finds a picture of Trixie's hand, with a note written on it] You stink. Attached is a photo of my hand. Please talk to it.
Well, I guess we can cut brains off the wish list. Okay, kid here's the deal: I am Norm. I'm a magical genie, and- [Timmy, Cosmo and Wanda walk away] -hey! Wait up! [poofs back in front of Timmy] What's the big ten-year old hurry? What, are you late for a wedgie? Don't ya get it, for freeing me from the lamp, you get three wishes so- [Timmy and his fairies walk away again; and Norm poofs back up in front of Timmy] Hey! Smoof for brains! What part of three wishes do you not understand?
[sobbing in a corner over the love song] I saw her, and no other? And that part with the fingerprints! Fingers aren't shaped like that [hearts]! That is love!
Isn't it obvious? With those 2 out of the picture that position is open to anyone including me. All the power of a Genie all the freedom of a fairy. How great will that be? For me.
Your godparents have quit! Which means you lose EVERYTHING! Binky, I need more ominous music. Play track 7. [Binky turns on a track on a CD which plays "Pop Goes the Weasel"] I SAID TRACK 7!
Hat. Clothes. Shoes— [he looks down at his feet; due to the way he is drawn, his pants and "shoes" are the same, continuous object] Whatever! Bed covers. Enjoy your day off guys; I love you!