Kim: Wade, cool costume...! Wait a second, you're going to leave your room?
Wade: No way, I do it all online.

Kim: Wade, I need you to keep an eye on Ron. You've still got him chipped, right?
Wade: Kim, we talked about the ethical ramifications of that...
Kim: Wade...
Wade: Yeah, okay.
Kim: Please and thank you!

Kim: Wade, Ron's missing. Can you find him?
Wade: Do you think I have him microchipped, or something?
Kim: Well, do you?
Wade: [reluctantly] Yeah, hang on...

Kim: Wade, we have a major Ron problem, here!
Wade: You mean the fact that he's been turned into a fifteen foot tall rampaging behemoth?

Kim: Wade? What are you doing in France?
Wade: Uh, I'm here to fix the internet? It's broken.
Monique: Isn't the internet everywhere?
Ron: Not when it breaks into pieces!

Kim: Well that was weird.
Monique: Secret girlfriend weird?
Kim: No! He'd tell me! I mean... why wouldn't he?
Monique: 'Cause you'd go all jell.
Kim: "Jell"?
Monique: Green-eyed.
Kim: So? I've always had green eyes.
Monique: Jealous. You're jelling!
Kim: I am not jelling!
Monique: Uh-huh.
Kim: It's just that my weird-ar's going off, that's all.
Monique: And you're jelling.
Kim: So not!

Kim: What are they looking for?
Bartender: Not babies miss, never babies. We like babies ‘round ‘ere, we do, heh heh... That's right.
Woman: Oh yes, we like babies just fine. But not snoopers like you.
Bartender: Per'aps your order should be for take-away.
(outside the parlor)
Kim: Things are way weird here.
Ron: Yeah, pistachio is s'pose to be green.
Kim: We need to take another look at that academy.
Ron: Ok, but walk slow, ‘cause... (munches) once you get past the purple, this is good pistachio.

Kim: What're you eating?
Ron: Taco meets Nacho. I call it: 'The Naco.'
Kim: ...I call it gross beyond reason.

Kim: What's the sitch, Wade?
Wade: Got a hit on the site from the Yamanouchi School in Japan.
Ron: Yamanouchi... Yori?
Wade: Yeah, she said she needs Stoppable-san right away!
Ron: (seeing Kim's expression) Wade, you'd better fill in some blanks, pronto!
Wade: ...To help her! Both of you! Including Kim! Who she asked about... fondly!
Ron: (whistles) Nice save.

Kim: What?
Detention Guy: Never been this close to a cheerleader. Your skin is so smooth and zit-free...like a baby's bottom...

Kim: Whatever you've stolen, give it back!
Shego: We haven't stolen a darn thing.
Drakken: (appears) I've stolen the darn thing, Shego! Let's go!

Kim: Where is Ron?
Motor Ed: Your skinny dude? Yeah, he's here. He's fine. But that can change... in a hurry. Seriously!
Ron: Kim, get over here! And stop by Bueno Nacho drive-thru on your way, I'm starving.
Ed's Sidekick: Oh, yeah, yeah, wait, me too, man! Put me down for an all-beef hoagie with hot peppers and mayo? Uh, anybody else want nuthin'?
Wade: (typing) Keep talking, almost got a trace...
Motor Ed: Hey, Red? Tell your computer guy not to waste his time on a trace. I'm shooting you a map.
[A fax appears on Wade's machine.]
Wade: He's not as dumb as the hairstyle might lead you to think...

Kim: Whoop! Whoop! Over-reaction alert!

Kim: Wow, Drakken is self-foiling now! Spankin'!

Kim: Yep, it's Dementor's lair, all right.
Bonnie: How can you tell?
[Kim points]
Bonnie: A gift shop?
Kim: I remember when it used to be about the villainy.