Mrs. X quotes from The X's

(catching Truman changing the manual's text) Truman, I can't believe... you've been keeping this to yourself!

(on the minions) Let's X-tinguish them!

Hey! If beating up a few hundred civilians is wrong, I don't wanna be right, baby.

Your father's ingrown back hair. (shudders)

Great. Look at this. My leg's broken. (tries to move her leg and it cracks) Ahh! Yep, broken. Curse you coffee table, curse you!

Relax, sweetie pie.

Truman

We'll handle Glowface!

Glowface

Not while I have my escape pod! So long, suckers! (laughs as he enters the escape pod, but fails to close the hatch because his helmet's in the way) I knew I should've measured that.

(off-screen) Sir!

Glowface

(sees that Lorenzo hailed a taxi) So long, suckers! (laughs as he gets in the taxi and it leaves without Lorenzo)

(chasing after the taxi) Wait!

(talking like a valley girl) Like, can I have $10,000 for shoes?

Tuesday

(annoyed) Okay, I don't do that.

Can you find the color green?

(pointing at the TV) That one!

Which one?

(irate) Oh, for the love... Right there! It's right there! Are you blind?!

Tuesday! You taking pictures of some boy again?

Tuesday

Maybe.

Ooh! Is he cute?

Glowface

Yes, that's it, smile. Smile and say, (backs away from the camera, with the drape covering his helmet): "Surprise"! (The X's stare at him)

The, um... the drape... thingy...

Glowface

What? Oh. (reveals himself) Surprise!

Glowface!

Truman

(annoyed) Yeah!

Glowface

That’s right, is I, Glowface, leader of S.N.A.F.U.!

(removing his disguise) And I, Lorenzo Suave, his right-hand man!

Glowface

Nobody cares!

(walking away, miffed) Well, I...

(she, her husband and Glowface have all been hit by the Truth Ray) Seeing Tuesday dating makes me feel old and... OLD!

I never thought Brandon was a spy! The thought of Tuesday dating terrifies me!

Glowface

I have thirty cats! I never floss! I like boy bands!

A tranquility retreat? That's- ...a great idea!

Tuesday X

Huh?

I can keep myself sharp by getting my tranquility to retreat!

Home Base

I believe the intent is to make you more tranquil-

Tuesday X

(elbowing Home Base) You're right, mom! Isn't she, Home Base?

Home Base

What? Oh, I see! We're lying!

Don't look at these codes! They're secret!

Dear? Those are ZIP codes.

...who told you that?

Has it been three days already?

No wonder I smell so manly.

Truman

I've been tinkling in the potted plants.

Wait, don't they have a men's room?

Truman

Yup.

(holding up a quill pen and a will) Sweetie, Mommy needs you to help write her will.

Tuesday

No, Mommy doesn't.