A character in The Loud House
Lincoln
The Loud House · 632 quotes
Most-quoted character in The Loud House: in 227 of its 632 quotes
Most scenes with: Lori (46), Lynn (40), Lynn Sr (38)
If I want to stop at the Bizzaritorium, I need to make sure we end up with lots of extra times. Phase One: Operation Turn the Clocks Forward. This calls for some David Steele stealth action.
Well, if I didn't get to see the Bizarritorum, at least everyone knows I ended up with a cool souvenir earlier. Who knows? Maybe it'll be my very own good luck charm.
[to the viewers] As you can see, I'm pretty much an expert at this middle school thing.
Twelve separate wash and dry cycles? [mischievously to the viewers] I've got a better idea.
[dashing through the halls, stops and takes a breath; to the viewers] It's finally here! [points to a sign reading: "SPAGHETTI DAY! FRIDAY"] Spaghetti day! It only happens once a month and everybody goes wild for it, which is why I need to get a good spot in line.
Our school's having a film festival, so Clyde and I are submitting a movie. This movie.
Being a celebrity's awesome! So far, I see no downside.
Welcome to the writers room. Clyde and I are working on the script for our next David Steele fan film, and I tell ya, there's tons of pressure to make this our best one ever.
Dang it.
A formidable barbarian in a world of chaos, Linc the White-Haired trudges through the marshes. As though a mighty warrior he may be, Linc the White-Haired suffers." [Linc the White-Haired groans. He tries to plant his sword blade-first into the grass and sits on a log.] "He suffers from the curse of boredom."
[A rustling sound echoes through the marsh. Linc grabs his sword and is caught off-guard by another warrior resembling Warrior Sid Chang and her sister Princess Adelaide Chang]
Be easy, my own folks. We mean you no harm. My name is Warrior Sid.
And I'm Princess Adelaide.
Greetings, Chang girls.
We heard overheard your tale of woe, and I may just help you. For there is a tale of an ancient artifact that may remedy the boredom that beseeches you. It is said that the artifact has the power to manipulate a black mirror with visions of adventure, romance, comedy, and competitive baking skills. Surely this will alleviate your curse of boredom.
So, do two of you know to remember where this artifact lies?
Yes. We must travel to... the Downstairs of Doom.
[The three warriors are at the Downstairs of Doom]
The artifact is somewhere down there.
"Down the Stairs of Doom?"
"Yep."
"We are on the guard. Who knows to remember what monsters lurk down there?"
"Right. Let's conquer these Stairs of Doom!"
[both grab their hands] "Yeah!"
"Here we go-" [trips down the stairs, her staff clatters to the ground]
"Sid, are you hurt?"
"Just my warrior pride." [rubs arm] "Okay, yeah, I'm hurt."
"Look! 'Tis the mystical black mirror you spoke of!"
"Aye. The artifact is close."
"We can return to Bake It to Make It!"
"The artifact!"
[The artifact is guarded by a ten-headed beast, each of its heads resembling the sisters]
"A ten-headed beast is trying to guard it! We'll never get anywhere into a villainous foe that fierce because we can never get anywhere into a villainous foe that fierce, and we'll never get anywhere into a villainous foe that fierce because we never need to get anywhere into a villainous foe that fierce!"
"We'll just be stealthy."
What in the blue blazes, Loud?! This is your report on plate tectonics?!
Mr. Bolhofner, I can explain--
You enjoy two weeks to prepare for this! I can send you back to kindergarten! What were you thinking?! And somebody shut up that theremin music! This is lazy, irresponsible, rassafrassin'- [burbles]
Leni, quick! [enters the other room; panting] French Terry has just started to dye!
Oh, no, not French Terry! Wait, do I know French Terry? I know Terry from the mall, but--
[splashes water in her face] Pull yourself together! Don't you understand?! There has been a real place straight for crime of fashion before, and the culprit hit everyone in the house! [drags Leni downstairs to the living room and find the other people's own favorite family's laundry has been dyed orange, grabs an orange dress] Look at this French terry gown from the Little Miss Spa Day Pageant!
And my home jersey! For some reason, I like to play this game for tonight!
We've just had a dye-re situation on our hands, but I know who did it. [takes out a chores list and shows it to everyone]
[The list shows Lincoln's name on laundry duty and the family immediately turns to him]
AH! No! It wasn't me!
Says the other fellow in the colorful polo. TAKE HIM TO THE SLAMMER!
[as Lana drags him to cushion jail] I'm innocent! Leni, you're the clothing expert! You need to help me!
[trying to watch everything from the dining room; narrating] I don't know if I was feeling soft, or if it was becoming the other look in that poor sap's own eyes, but something about the other situation smelling fishy.
[As Lincoln sits alone in cushion jail, Leni comes to visit him]
Leni, I couldn't turn everyone's clothes colorful! I never took my shirt off today!
It ain't feeling good for you, kid, but I've just gotten a hunch it wasn't you feeling zesty with the laundry. Now, just please walk me through your favorite day.
It started out great! At breakfast, I cracked a joke funny, milk shot out of Lana's nose. [flashback to breakfast] Baa-nana! [Lana snorts milk out of her nose, finding the joke hilarious; cut to him later rummaging through the fridge and takes out a meatball sub to eat; narrating] Around 11:00, I grabbed myself a light snack from the fridge. [cut to him in the basement] Then at noon, I did the laundry. [tries to empty the white load into the washer] After I threw in the white load, I got… distracted. [his gut rumbles and frantically rushes upstairs; end of flashback] Let's just say that the soggy meatball subs aren't as light as I thought.
[taking notes] Exactly how long were you upstairs?
Hmm… between 12:00 and 12:30.
Can you confirm your alibi?
Not sure. The house was really very empty. The other people around were Lynn, Luan, and Mr. Coconuts.
Hmm…
Thank you folks for coming. After much investigating, I've just figured out that Lincoln is innocent. It was Lynn! And Luan! And Mr. Coconuts!
[gasps] You can't prove nothing!
Of course I can! [flashback to Lincoln doing his laundry duty when his stomach rumbles and rushes upstairs, out of the basement] Lincoln left the laundry room between 12:00 and 12:30 while the whites were washing, and when he did, the trio made their move. [Lynn, Luan, and Mr. Coconuts enter the basement, smirking slyly] First, Luan tossed her yellow socks in the wash! But peach socks alone couldn't dye the laundry peach. That's when Lynn threw in her red jersey! [Luan adds her yellow socks in the wash and Lynn adds her red jersey and presses "start" to turn on the wash; the whites dye peach as the clothes mix] And while all of this was going on, Mr. C. was acting as a lookout.
[Back to present]
[not seeing the problem] That story don't seem to make a lint of sense!
Sure it does, and I've just had proof. [takes out coconut-scented detergent, and the other family gasps] When I interviewed Luan, I caught a whiff of something sweet. At first, I thought it was her coconut pie until I interviewed Lynn, whose jersey smelled exactly the same. Once I found the detergent, [pours some in the cap, and smells it] it all made sense.
[sniffs Lynn's jersey and Luan's socks] She's wright. They smell the same!
[Three people, realizing they're busted]
But why?! Why did you do it?!
Oh, Lincoln, isn't it obvious? [flashback to breakfast; voice-over] At breakfast, this morning, you totally snagged my gag! Hey, folks! What's a sheep's favorite fruit?
Baa-nana!
[Lana snorts milk out of her nose and onto Luan and Mr. Coconuts's faces, finding it so hilarious as Luan glares at them]
[voice-over] And I had a soak in it!
[voice-over to when she entered the kitchen and finds Lincoln eating her meatball sub, much to her anger] And then later, you ate my spicy meatball sub, which I was saving for my pre-game protein boost!
[voice-over] You stung us good, kid, so we came up with a plan for revenge.
[Three of them smirk deviously at themselves and join hands for their plan to get back at Lincoln; back to the present]
We're sorry. We just got back at Lincoln for framing him. It was an awful idea, but we'll just replace everyone's clothes. Promise!
Enough with the sob story. Lana, take them to the slammer!
Or, instead, we put them on laundry duty for the next month.
Works for me.
I'm on board with that.
And we'll just get Lincoln something, too. How's a limited edition David Steele comic sound? [playfully elbows him] Eh?
See, guys? I told you. There's nothing to be afraid of. [gasps]
What's it?
[on walkie talkie] Lincoln, Lincoln!
It's a ghost and it knows my name! [all scream] I'll save you sisters! AAH! [The lights turn on; Lincoln is attacking the laundry basket] Hiya! Take that, evil spirit!
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