A character in The Incredibles (2004)

Lucius quotes from The Incredibles (2004)

Samuel L. Jackson
A line from Lucius

Super-ladies, they're always trying to tell you their secret identity. Think it'll strengthen the relationship or something like that. I say, "Girl, I don't wanna know about your mild-mannered alter ego or anything like that." I mean, you tell me you're, uh, super-mega-ultra-lightning babe? That's all right with me. I'm good. I'm good.

More lines from Lucius

4 quotes
Lucius

I don't see anyone from the old days, Bob. Just you. And we're pushing our luck as it is.

Lucius

There is no water in this air! What's your excuse, run out of muscle?

Scenes with Lucius

5 scenes
Cop
[as the cops burst into the jewelry store where Bob and Lucius are, Lucius reaches for a water cooler to replenish his freezing powers]

Freeze!

Lucius

I'm thirsty.

Cop
(Lucius reaches for a cup of water)

I said "freeze"!

Lucius

I'm just getting a drink. [takes the cup and drinks]

Cop

Okay, you had your drink. Now, I want you to...

Lucius

I know, I know. Freeze. [freezes the cop]

Mr. Incredible
[First lines; The movie begins with a colored backing. A magnificent, masked man in a black-and-blue superhero suit is sitting in a chair: mid-twenties, ruggedly handsome and powerfully built, he fiddles with a clip-on microphone. We're watching a faded documentary, shot in 16mm. A title fades in, identifying the man as Mr. Incredible]

Is this on?

Interviewer
[off-screen]

That's fine.

Mr. Incredible
[muttering to himself]

I can break through walls, I just can't...

Interviewer
[off-screen]

That's fine.

Mr. Incredible

I can't get this on.

Interviewer
[off-screen]

So, Mr. Incredible, do you have a secret identity?

Mr. Incredible

Every superhero has a secret identity. I don't know a single one who doesn't. Who wants the pressure of being super all the time?

Elastigirl
[Resume documentary: Another striking, masked superhero, a woman this time. A title identifies her as Elastigirl] [On-screen text: Walt Disney Pictures Presents]

Of course I have a secret identity. Can you see me in this at the supermarket? Come on. Who'd wanna go shopping as Elastigirl, y'know what I mean?

Frozone
[Resume documentary: Another striking, superhero with a visor, a man. A title identifies him as Frozone] [On-screen text: A Pixar Animation Studios Film]

Super Ladies, they're always tryna tell you their secret identity. Think it'll strengthen the relationship or somethin' like that. I said, "Girl, I don't wanna know about your mild-mannered alter ego." or anything like that. I mean, you tell me you're a super-mega-ultra-lightnin'-babe, that's alright with me. I'm good. I'm good.

Mr. Incredible

No matter how many times you save the world, it always manages to get back in jeopardy again. Sometimes I just want it to stay saved, you know? For a little bit. I feel like the maid. I just cleaned up this mess. Can we keep it clean for ten minutes?

Interviewer

I could get to that point.

Mr. Incredible

Please?

Interviewer

Wait, no, don't get up. We're not finished.

Mr. Incredible

Sometimes I think I'd just like the simple life, you know? Relax a little and raise a family.

Elastigirl

Settle down? Are you kidding? I'm at the top of my game! I'm right up there with the big dogs! Girls, come on. Leave the saving of the world to the men? I don't think so. I don't think so. [fades to black. On-screen Text: The Incredibles. Sirens wail as lights flash, we're in the middle of a classic car chase: A police car in hot pursuit of another car driven by armed bank robbers. The robber riding shotgun primes his sub-machine gun and unloads on the cop car, which swerves into oncoming traffic to avoid the hail of bullets. Bob Parr, a dashing, golden-haired man in his thirties listens to his radio. If he looks familiar, it's because he is the same man we saw earlier: Mr. Incredible, minus the mask and super-suit. Suddenly the music is interrupted by an announcement]

Police Radio

We interrupt for an important bulletin. A deadly high-speed pursuit between police and armed gunmen is underway, traveling northbound on San Pablo Avenue.

Bob (Mr. Incredible)
[Bob presses a button. The radio flips: converting to a screen filled with a moving aerial map of the city streets. He selects "Isolate Pursuit". Two red dots appear, moving quickly over the map. He makes a hard right turn. Looks at the screen. A tiny "i" icon (Mr. Incredible's logo) closes in on the two red dots. He checks his watch]

Yeah, I've got time.
[He presses another button: "Auto-drive" and selects "Merge Pursuit". Bob takes his hands off the wheel and a rapid series of automated actions begin: the seat back drops flat; the passenger seat folds against the window as the driver's seat slides to the center. Bob raises his arms as metal bands lock around his waist, then separate, sliding apart toward his head and his toes, removing his clothes to reveal his slick, brightly colored Mr. Incredible super-suit underneath. He presses another button: the car's exterior converts into the coolest retro-futuristic vehicle ever seen: The Incredi-Bile. Mr. Incredible looks up: Through the windshield we see an old lady waving him down]

Old Lady

Mr. Incredible. Um, Mr. Incredible...

Bob (Mr. Incredible)
[Mr. Incredible pulls up. His window whooshes open]

What is it, ma'am?

Old Lady
[pointing to tree]

My cat, Squeaker, won't come down.

Bob (Mr. Incredible)
[Mr. Incredible glances at his screen: the pursuit is headed his way. He thinks, making some quick calculations, then]

Certainly, ma'am! But I suggest you stand clear. There could be trouble.

Old Lady

No, no. He's quite tame.

Bob (Mr. Incredible)

Let go now! [cat yowls]
[The cop car pulls back in behind the robbers' car. The cops are firing now and closing in. Mr. Incredible and the cat tree. Nervously checking the pursuit on his video screen, Mr. Incredible rips the tree out of the ground. He tips it, leaning it across to the old lady just as the car chase squeals into view at the end of the block. Mr. Incredible sees this and hastily shakes the tree, trying to dislodge Squeaker. The car chase. The cars swerve into view now, bordering the park that Mr. Incredible is in. Mr. Incredible sees them and shakes Squeaker harder. Chase cars close in. Mr. Incredible. Car chase. Squeaker. Chase. Squeaker, one final shake: Squeaker drops into the Old Lady's hands. Mr. Incredible raises the tree up and slams it down on the hood of the crooks' car, squashing it like a bug. Mr. Incredible tamps down the loose dirt at the base of the freshly replanted tree and smiles at his admirers]

Police Officer #1

Thank you, Mr. Incredible. You've done it again.

Police Officer #2

Yeah, you're the best.

Bob (Mr. Incredible)

No, I'm just here to help.

Police Radio

Attention all units. We have a tour bus robbery...

Bob (Mr. Incredible)
[Mr. Incredible frowns and looks at his watch. He makes a calculation, muttering to himself]

Tour bus robbery. I've still got time. Officers. Ma'am. Squeaker.

Buddy (IncrediBoy)
[Mr. Incredible jumps into the Incredi-Bile and is startled to find a pudgy kid wearing a mask and a homemade superhero costume sitting in the passenger seat. This is Buddy Pine aka IncrediBoy] [first words]

Cool! Ready for take-off!

Bob (Mr. Incredible)

What the...? Who are you supposed to be?

Buddy (IncrediBoy)

Well, I'm lncrediBoy.

Bob (Mr. Incredible)

What? No. You're that kid from the fan club. [stammering] Brophy-Br-Brody-Bu-Buddy! [sternly] Buddy.

Buddy (IncrediBoy)

My name is IncrediBoy.

Bob (Mr. Incredible)

Look, I've been nice, I've stood for photos, signed every scrap of paper you pushed at me, but this is...

Buddy (IncrediBoy)

No, you don't have to worry about training me. I know all your moves, your crime fighting style, favorite catch phrases, everything! I'm your number one fan! [The passenger door whooshes open and IncrediBoy is ejected from the car. Mr. Incredible fires the afterburners and peels off, leaving Buddy standing alone] Hey! Hey, wait!

Bob (Mr. Incredible)
[A trail of stolen goods scattered across a rooftop leads us to a mugger. He mutters to himself as he roots through a stolen purse, disregarding some items, stuffing others into his pockets. A shadow looms on the wall behind him]

You know. [the snatcher looks up. He grins] you can tell a lot about a woman by the contents of her purse, but maybe that’s not what you had in mind.

Snatcher

Hey, look!

Bob (Mr. Incredible)
[Mr. Incredible closes in on him. The snatcher drops the purse and pulls a gun. Suddenly, an arm stretches and punches the snatcher's jaw. Mr. Incredible looks up and sees a dazzling masked woman in an equally dazzling suit. She smiles. If she looks familiar, it's because she is the same woman we saw earlier: Elastigirl, aka the soon-to-be Helen Parr]

Elastigirl.

Helen (Elastigirl)

Mr. lncredible.

Bob (Mr. Incredible)
[Elastigirl moves to the snatcher, begins to pick him up]

No, it's all right. I've got him.

Helen (Elastigirl)

Sure, you've got him. I just took him out for you.

Bob (Mr. Incredible)

Sure, you took him out. His attention was on me.

Helen (Elastigirl)

A fact I exploited to do my job.

Bob (Mr. Incredible)

My job, you mean.

Helen (Elastigirl)

A simple thank you will suffice.

Bob (Mr. Incredible)

Thanks, but I don't need any help.

Helen (Elastigirl)
[Elastigirl assesses him. Slowly moves closer]

Whatever happened to "ladies first"?

Bob (Mr. Incredible)

Well, whatever happened to equal treatment?

Snatcher
[regaining consciousness]

Hey, look, the lady got me first. [Elastigirl coldcocks the crook with one stretched punch]

Helen (Elastigirl)

Well, we could share, you know.

Bob (Mr. Incredible)

I work alone.

Helen (Elastigirl)
[Elastigirl smiles, moves very close to Mr. Incredible]

Well, I think you need to be more...

Helen (Elastigirl)
[In one fluid motion she loops around his body, suddenly behind him and before he can turn, back in front again]

...flexible.

Bob (Mr. Incredible)
[dazzled]

Are...you doin' anything later?

Helen (Elastigirl)

I have a previous engagement.

Bob (Mr. Incredible)
[She makes a little stutter step to the edge of the roof and jumps, flips, loops and stretches across the rooftops like a liquid cat, disappearing into the setting sun. Mr. Incredible lets out a low whistle. That. Is a woman] [Mr. Incredible handcuffs the snatcher to a pipe]

Now, you just stay here. They usually pick up the garbage in an hour.

Frozone

Hey, Incredible!

Bob (Mr. Incredible)
[Mr. Incredible turns. A helicopter sweeps past, machine guns blazing back towards its pursuer. Frozone swoops down, hot on its tail, surfing a sheet of ice that materializes in his path]

Hey, Frozone!

Frozone
[Frozone leaps, grabbing on to one of the chopper's skids]

Shouldn't you be getting ready?

Bob (Mr. Incredible)
[Mr. Incredible frowns, glancing at his watch. Mr. Incredible yells at the retreating copter]

I still got time.

Woman
[Off-screen, a woman screams followed by the horrified cries of several gathered people] [off-screen]

He's gonna jump!
[Mr. Incredible runs to the edge of the building and looks down. A large crowd is gathered on the streets below. Mr. Incredible follows their upwards gaze to the roof of a skyscraper with a man, Oliver Sansweet, who stands poised to jump, then does. Mr. Incredible quickly gauges distances, and then dives off the edge, making a spectacular leap, and tackles him in mid-air and then breaking through an enormous window on the far side, and tumbles to the floor in a shower of glass. Safe]

Sansweet
[Off-screen: the people outside are now clapping in applause]

I think you broke something.

Bob (Mr. Incredible)

Well, with counseling, I think you'll come to forgive me. [senses something] Wait a minute...
[Mr. Incredible slides Sansweet over to a desk and props him up against it] [His acute senses turn his attention to the hallway, toward the elevators. As he follows his ears, we become aware of a sound: a tiny series of regular beeps. Mr. Incredible locates a spot on the wall and presses one ear against it. The beeps accelerate. Mr. Incredible starts to push away and... BOOM! The hallway is filled with smoke and debris. A silhouette emerges from the newly blown hole in the wall; a tall, rangy man in a mime costume carries two stuffed duffel bags. This is Bomb Voyage. He surveys the scene with a wicked smile. A vault door is embedded into the wall directly opposite the hole. It moves aside, revealing Mr. Incredible behind it, dazed but unharmed. He sees the mime and growls]

Bob (Mr. Incredible)
[coughing]

Bomb Voyage.

Bomb Voyage
[first words]

Monsieur Incroyable! [Translation: Mr. Incredible!]

IncrediBoy
[off-screen]

And IncrediBoy!

Bomb Voyage
[Both Mr. Incredible and Voyage turn and stare in disbelief at the kid, who awkwardly flies over to them]

IncrediBoy?

IncrediBoy

Hey, hey! Aren't you curious about how I get around so fast? See? I have these rocket boots.

Bob (Mr. Incredible)

Go home, Buddy.

IncrediBoy

What?

Bob (Mr. Incredible)

Now.

Bomb Voyage

Petit mufe va! [Translation: Little oaf...]

IncrediBoy
[he takes Bob aside]

Can we talk? You always, always say be true to yourself, but you never say which part of yourself to be true to. Well, I've finally figured out who I am. I am your ward...IncrediBoy!

Bob (Mr. Incredible)

And now, you have officially carried it too far, Buddy.

IncrediBoy
[Mr. Incredible grabs Bomb Voyage before he could get away. There is an ugly flash in Buddy's eyes]

This is because I don't have powers, isn't it? Well not every superhero has powers, you know. You can be super without them. [re: his rocket boots] I built these. I can fly. Can you fly?

Bob (Mr. Incredible)
[warns IncrediBoy]

Fly home, Buddy. I work alone.

Bomb Voyage
[last words]

Et ton costume est complètement ridicule! [Translation: And your outfit is totally ridiculous!]

IncrediBoy

Just give me one chance! [to Bomb Voyage] I'll show you. I'll go get the police.

Bob (Mr. Incredible)
[As Buddy jogs to the shattered window, Mr. Incredible sees that Voyage has sneakily clipped a small bomb onto Buddy's cape]

Buddy, don't!

IncrediBoy

It'll only take a second, really.

Bob (Mr. Incredible)
[takes off after him]

NO, STOP! There's a bomb!

IncrediBoy
[Mr. Incredible grabs Buddy's cape just as "IncrediBoy" takes off, taking Mr. Incredible with him. Mr. Incredible and the boy rocket wildly out of control, spraying sparks in every direction, Mr. Incredible grabbing at the cape desperately for the bomb]

Let go! You're wrecking my flight pattern! I can do this if you let go!

Bob (Mr. Incredible)

Will you just...?? I'm trying to help! Stop!

IncrediBoy

Let go of my cape!
[Mr. Incredible finally grabs hold of the bomb and flings it free. Both he and the bomb fall onto the elevated train tracks below. The bomb explodes, blowing away a large section of track. Mr. Incredible groggily looks up; A train is coming. And heading straight for the section of track that is no longer there. Mr. Incredible sets his jaw and starts running toward the oncoming train, leaping the chasm to intercept the train before it gets there. Mr. Incredible pulls up and plants himself. The expression on his face says it all: this is going to hurt. The train hits; Mr. Incredible taking the full impact. Rail ties break behind Mr. Incredible's feet, spraying in all directions as Mr. Incredible, miraculously, wrestles the train to a stop]

Bob (Mr. Incredible)
[Finally, Police and paramedics have arrived, cordoning off the accident scene and treating the injured. At last, Mr. Incredible hands Buddy over to the police]

Take this one home. And make sure his mom knows what he's been doing.

IncrediBoy

I can help you. You're making a mista---hey!

Bob (Mr. Incredible)
[The cops shove Buddy into the backseat of their car]

The injured jumper. You sent paramedics?

Police Officer

They've already picked him up.

Bob (Mr. Incredible)

The blast in that building was caused by Bomb Voyage who I caught in the act robbing the vault. Now, we might be able to nab him if we set up a perimeter.

Police Officer #2

You mean he got away?

Bob (Mr. Incredible)

Well, yeah. Skippy here made sure of that.

IncrediBoy
[last words]

IncrediBoy!

Bob (Mr. Incredible)

You're not affiliated with me!!

Bob (Mr. Incredible)
[A tiny alarm sounds. Mr. Incredible checks his wristwatch]

Holy smokes, I'm late. Listen, I've gotta be somewhere.

Police Officer
[Mr. Incredible signals the Incredi-Bile with a remote. It roars into view, squeals to a stop next to him]

What about Bomb Voyage?

Bob (Mr. Incredible)

Any other night, I'd go after him myself, but I really gotta go. But don't worry. We'll get him! Eventually!

Bob
[Mr. Incredible fires the afterburners. The cops watch in dismay as the Incredi-Bile roars off] [He enters, dressed smartly in a tux, fumbling with his tie]

Hey, is the night still young?

Lucius

You're very late.

Bob

How do I look? Good?

Lucius
[His best man named Lucius Best (aka Frozone) stops him before he...]

Oh, the mask! You still got the mask.

Bob
[Lucius reaches up and pulls off his Mr. Incredible mask. Bob takes a deep breath and pushes open the chapel doors]

Showtime.

Minister
[Bob, the groom stands at the altar with his bride, Helen, who we quickly realize is also Elastigirl]

Robert Parr, will you have this woman to be your lawful wedded wife?

Helen

You're late. When you asked me if I was doing anything later, I didn't realize you'd actually forgotten. I thought it was playful banter.

Bob

It was playful banter.

Helen

Cutting it kinda close, don't ya think?

Bob

You need to be more...flexible.

Helen

I love you, but if we're gonna make this work, you've gotta be more than Mr. Incredible. You know that. Don't you?

Minister

...so long as you both shall live?

Bob

I do.

Minister

I pronounce this couple husband and wife.

Helen
[They kiss, as people are cheering and whistling. Gazerbeam, Stratogale, Dynaguy, Meta-Man, Thunderhead, E and Rick Dicker can be seen for a few seconds clapping.]

As long as we both shall live. No matter what happens.

Bob

Hey, come on. We’re superheroes. What could happen?

Dash
[Everyone's eating at the dinner table while Helen feeds Jack-Jack]

Mom. You're making weird faces again.

Helen

Mmm. No, I'm not.

Bob

You make weird faces, honey.

Helen

Do ya have to read at the table?

Bob

Uh-huh. Yeah.

Helen
[spots Dash trying to take a bite out of his steak without cutting it]

Smaller bites, Dash. Yikes! Bob, could you help the carnivore cut his meat?

Dash

Ow.

Helen
[Bob goes over to Dash and cuts his steak]

Dash, ya have something you wanna tell your father about school?

Dash
[nervously]

Well, we dissected a frog.

Helen

Dash got sent to the office again.

Bob
[distracted]

Good. Good.

Helen

No Bob, that's bad.

Bob

What?

Helen

Dash got sent to the office again.

Bob

What? What for?

Dash
[through his teeth]

Nothing.

Helen

He put a tack on the teacher's chair... during class.

Dash
[muttering]

Nobody saw me. You could barely see it on the tape.

Bob

They caught you on tape and you still got away with it? Whoa! You must have been booking. How fast did you think you were going?

Helen

Bob! We are not encouraging this.

Bob

I'm not encouraging, I'm just asking how fast...

Helen

Honey!

Bob
[Bob accidentally cuts through the plate and then pauses for a few seconds]

Great. First the car, now I gotta pay to fix the table...

Helen

The car? What happened to the car?

Bob

Here. I'm getting a new plate. [He leaves angrily and goes into the kitchen]

Helen
[clearing her throat]

So, how about you, Vi? How was school?

Violet
[sullenly]

Nothin' to report.

Helen

You've hardly touched your food.

Violet

I'm not hungry for meatloaf.

Helen

Well, it is leftover night. We have steak, pasta. What are ya hungry for?

Dash
[annoyingly teases Violet]

Tony Rydinger.

Violet
[angrily]

Shut up!

Dash
[annoyingly teases Violet again]

Well, you are.

Violet
[angrily shouts at Dash]

I said, shut up, you little insect!

Dash
[annoyingly teases Violet one final time]

Well, she is.

Helen
[angrily covers Violet and Dash's mouths]

DO NOT SHOUT AT THE TABLE! Honey!

Bob
[Off-screen; in the other room]

Kids! Listen to your mother.

Dash
[Helen sighs and the family goes back to eating dinner] [under his breath as he takes a sip from his cup]

She'd eat if we were having "Tony loaf".

Violet
[enraged]

'THAT'S IT!' [furiously jumps over the table and angrily starts fighting with Dash] That's it!

Helen
[Dash and Violet start fighting]

Stop it!

Dash
[furiously starts running around the table angrily hitting Violet every time he passes her]

You’re gonna be toast!

Helen

Stop running in the house. Sit down!

Dash
[Violet angrily puts a force field in front of Dash to stop him, laughing]

'Ow! Hey, no force fields!'

Violet

You started it.

Helen
[stretches her arms to grab Dash and Violet]

You sit down! You sit down! Violet! [Dash and Violet go under the table to fight with Helen’s arms still attached; Jack-Jack is clearly enjoying this] Ow! Ow!

Bob
[gets another plate while still reading the newspaper]

Simon J. Paladino, longtime advocate of superhero rights, is missing? Gazerbeam.

Helen

BOB! IT'S TIME TO ENGAGE! Do something! Don’t just stand there! I need you to... intervene!

Bob

You want me to intervene? Okay!

Bob
[picks up the table and Helen, with the kids still fighting]

I'm intervening, I'm intervening!

Helen

Violet, let go of your brother!

Jack-Jack
[The doorbell rings.]

Hello?

Bob

Get the door.

Dash
[The family quickly goes back to their regular positions except for Dash, who runs over to answer the door.]

Hey, Lucius!

Lucius

Hey, Speedo! Hey, Helen. Vi, Jack-Jack.

Bob
[Dash runs back to his seat at the table]

He-hey! Ice of you to drop by.

Lucius

Ha! Never heard that one before.
Dash [gargling]: Oh, Lucius! [He spits water in the air.]

Lucius

Whoa!

Lucius
[He freezes the spit shot and catches it.]

Ah-ha.

Dash

Aw... I like it when it shatters.

Bob

I'll be back later.

Helen

Hey, where are you two going?

Bob

It's Wednesday.

Helen

Oh. Bowling night. Say hello to Honey for me, Lucius.

Lucius

Will do. Good night, Helen. Good night, kids.

Helen
[glares at Dash]

Don't think you've avoided talking about your trip to the principal's office, young man. Your father and I are still gonna discuss it.

Dash

I'm not the only kid who's been sent to the office, you know.

Helen

Other kids don't have superpowers. Now, it's perfectly normal...

Violet

Normal? What do you know about normal? What does anyone in this family know about normal?

Helen

Now, wait a minute, young lady.

Violet

We act normal, mom! I wanna be normal! The only normal one is Jack-Jack, and he's not even toilet trained!!

Dash
[Jack-Jack laughs]

Lucky. I meant about being normal.

Lucius
[Bob and Lucius sit in Lucius's large, comfortable sedan, which is parked in a run-down city neighborhood, reminiscing. A portable police scanner sits on the dashboard, volume low, occasionally interrupting his story]

So now I'm in deep trouble. I mean, one more jolt of this death ray and I’m an epitaph. Somehow I managed to find cover and what does Baron Von Ruthless do?

Bob
[laughing]

He starts monologuing.

Lucius

He starts monologuin'! He starts, like, this prepared speech about how feeble I am compared to him. How inevitable my defeat is, how the world will soon be his! Yada, yada, yada.

Bob

Yammerin'.

Lucius

Yammerin'! I mean, the guy has me on a platter, and he won’t shut up.

Police Radio

Municiberg, we have a 23-56...

Bob
[Bob turns up the volume, suddenly intense]

23-56, what is that? Robbery?

Lucius

This is just sad.

Bob

Yeah, robbery. Wanna catch a robber?

Lucius

No. Tell you the truth, I'd rather go bowling. Look, what if we actually did what our wives think we're doing? Just to shake things up.

Mirage
[Meanwhile, in an undercover car....]

He's not alone. The fat guy’s still with him. They’re just talking.

Lucius
[Back in Lucius's car]

What are we doin' here, Bob?

Bob

We're protecting people.

Lucius

Nobody asked us.

Bob

You need an invitation?

Lucius

I'd like one, yes. We keep sneakin' out to do this, and... you remember Gazerbeam?

Bob

Yeah. There was somethin' about him in the paper.

Lucius

He had trouble adjusting to civilian life, too.

Bob

When's the last time you saw him?

Lucius

I don't see anyone from the old days, Bob. Just you. And we're pushin' our luck as it is.

Bob

Oh, come on. Come on, come on.

Lucius

It was fun the first time, but if we keep doin' this, we’re gonna get—

Police Radio

We have a report on a fire...

Bob

A fire. We're close! [yelling] YEAH, BABY!

Lucius

We're gonna get caught.

Bob

WOOO-HOO!

Bob
[Lucius reluctantly drives forward...]

Fire! Yeah!

Lucius
[...as the undercover car follows them] [The camera pans through the inside of a burning building, and then centers on Lucius and Bob, who are both carrying several people over their shoulders]

Is that everybody!?

Bob

Yeah, that's everyone!

Lucius

It better be. [He attempts to generate ice in vain]

Bob

Can't you put this out?

Lucius

I can't lay down a layer thick enough! It's evaporating too fast!

Bob

Well, what's that mean?

Lucius

It means it's hot! And I'm dehydrated, Bob!

Bob

You're out of ice? You can't run out of ice! I thought you used the water in the air!

Lucius

There is no water in this air! What's your excuse, run outta muscle?!

Bob

I just can't go smashing into walls! The building's getting weaker by the second! It's gonna come down on top of us!

Lucius

I wanted to go bowling!!!

Bob

All right! Stay right on my tail! This is gonna get hot!

Bob
[Bob turns to his side and begins to run with Lucius following him. They crash through the side of the building into the building next to them. A second outside shot of the burning building shows it collapse.]

Yeah....

Bob
[But he realizes they’re in a jewelry store...]

Uh-oh.

Bob
[...and unknowingly trips the alarm] [sarcastically]

Oh, good.

Lucius
[alarm sounds]

Oh, now that ain’t right.

Lucius

WE LOOK LIKE BAD GUYS! INCOMPETENT BAD GUYS!!!

Bob

You can get water out of the air!

Police Officer
[A police officer breaks in like Virtua Cop.]

FREEZE! [They do] [Lucius, noticing a water cooler, picks up a paper cup and begins to fill it with water] FREEZE!

Lucius

I'm thirsty.

Police Officer

I SAID FREEZE!!!

Lucius

I’m just... getting... a drink. [He drinks the water]

Police Officer

Alright. You’ve had your drink.... Now I want you to...

Lucius
[Holding up hands in mock surrender]

I know. I know... [drops the cup] Freeze. [He shoots a breeze of ice, freezing the officer and even the bullet]

Police Radio
[police radio chatter]

Shots fired!

Officers

POLICE OFFICERS!

Lucius
[Drawing their guns, the cops are stopped by a bewildering sight: a recovering heap of rescued fire victims at the base of an enormous hole in the wall. Standing watch over them is the police officer, stunned and blinking under a layer of ice. Bob and Lucius jump into Lucius's car, pulling off their ski masks]

That was way too close. We are not doing that again.

Radio voice

Verify you wanna switch targets? Over.

Mirage

Trust me. This is the one he’s been looking for.

Helen
[Bob enters quietly through the kitchen, pausing in the kitchen long enough to nab the remaining hunk of chocolate cake. Humming pleasantly as he chews, he moves into the living room when a voice comes out of the dark. Bob freezes. A light snaps on. A chair swivels around- it's Helen, wearing her robe and a peeved expression.] [angrily]

I thought you'd be back by 11.

Bob

I said I'd be back later.

Helen

I assumed you’d be back later. If you came back at all...you’d be "back later".

Bob

Well, I’m back, okay?

Helen
[noticing a small piece of debris on Bob’s shirt]

Is this... rubble?

Bob
[with mouth full]

It was just a little workout. Just to stay loose.

Helen

You know how I feel about that, Bob! Darn you! We can’t blow our cover again!

Bob

The building was coming down anyway.

Helen
[shocked]

What?! You knocked down a building?!

Bob

It was on fire. Structurally unsound. It was coming down anyway.

Helen
[facepalms]

Tell me you haven't been listening to the police scanner again.

Bob

Look, I performed a public service. You act like that’s a bad thing!

Helen

It is a bad thing, Bob! Uprooting our family again, so you can relive the glory days is a very bad thing!

Bob

Reliving the glory days is better than acting like they didn’t happen!

Helen

Yes! They happened! But this, our family, is what’s happening now, Bob. And you are missing this! I can’t believe you don’t wanna go to your own son’s graduation!

Bob

It’s not a graduation. He’s moving from the fourth grade to the fifth grade.

Helen

It’s a ceremony!

Bob

It’s psychotic! They keep creating new ways to celebrate mediocrity but if someone is genuinely exceptional, then—

Helen

This is not about you, Bob! This is about Dash!

Bob

You wanna do something for Dash?! Then let him actually compete! Let him go out for sports!

Helen

I will not be made the enemy here! You know why we can't do that!

Bob
[enraged]

BECAUSE HE'D BE GREAT!!

Helen
[Helen angrily stretches her neck over Bob's head]

THIS IS NOT… ABOUT… YOU!

Bob
[Off-screen, a soft ‘woosh’ is heard in the background. Bob and Helen turn to the couch.]

All right, Dash. I know you’re listening. Come on out.

Helen

Vi? You, too, young lady. [Violet materializes]

Bob

Come on. Come on out. It’s okay, kids. We’re just having a discussion.

Violet

Pretty loud discussion.

Bob

Yeah. But that’s okay. Because what’s important is that Mommy and I are always a team. We’re always united against, uh, the forces of, uh...

Helen

Pigheadedness?

Bob

I was gonna say evil or something.

Helen

We’re sorry we woke you. Everything’s okay. Go back to bed. It’s late.

Dash

Good night, Mom. Night, Dad.

Violet

Good night.

Helen

In fact, we should all be in bed. [walks over to the nearby lamp and turns it off as dog barks. Cut to the next day. Bob sits at his tiny desk. One look at his bleary face says it all: he hasn't slept all night. His intercom BEEPS. Bob glares at it a beat, then hits ANSWER.]
Woman [on phone]: Request claim on claim numbers 158183....

Huph

HAVEN'T YOU GOT HIM YET, HEY WHERE IS HE?!? PLEASE! RIGHT NOW!
Huph's Secretary: [over the intercom] Mr. Huph would like to talk to you in his office.

Bob

Now?
Huph's Secretary: Now...

Huph
[Huph shows up continues to yell indistinctly over the phone. Bob eventually gets up from his cubicle and heads to Huph's Office. Mirage slowly walks over, looks around and leaves something on his desk] [Cut to the inside of Huph's office. Marginally bigger than Bob's office, with a coveted window to the outside world. Painfully clean and joyless. Every pencil sharpened, every paper perfectly stacked and aligned to run parallel to the edge of the desktop] [Huph sharpens his pencil and aligns it with the other three]

Sit down, Bob.

Huph
[He does, moving the 4th pencil. Huph re-aligns it and starts.] [seriously]

I'm not happy, Bob. Not.... happy?!? [He gets up.] Ask me why.

Bob

Okay. Why?

Huph

Why what? Be specific, Bob.

Bob

Why are you unhappy?

Huph

Your customers make me unhappy.

Bob

What, you’ve gotten complaints?

Huph

Complaints I can handle. What I can't handle is your clients' inexplicable knowledge of Insuricare's inner workings!! They're experts! EXPERTS, Bob! Exploiting every loophole, dodgin' every obstacle, they're penetrating the bureaucracy!!

Bob

Did I do something illegal?

Huph
[begrudgingly]

No.

Bob

Are you saying we shouldn’t help our customers?

Huph

The law requires that I answer no.

Bob

We're supposed to help people.

Huph

We're supposed to help OUR PEOPLE!! Starting with our stockholders, Bob, who's helping them out, huh?! [He sighs and regains composure.] You know, Bob... [He moves a letter that says:] [Memo: Policy Notification] [To: Employee] [From: Gilbert Huph] [Due to financial cutbacks, you will be expected to self-expense all office supplies, including but not limited to pencils, erasers, pens, paper, stationery, folders, staples, paper clips, brads, and photocopies. All parking will now be metered by the hour. Electricity consumption and all telephone charges will be deducted from your paycheck.] [The Board of Directors at Insuricare wishes to thank you for your selfless sacrifice through this time of financial uncertainty. It is because of you, the employee, that Insuricare has recorded its highest profit in years. Remember, a successful company makes for successful employees. Every penny you save is another penny that goes in.... [the rest is covered by Huph's finger] Salutations, Gilbert Huph] ...a company...

Bob

Is like an enormous clock.

Huph

...is like an enormous clo- Yes, precisely! It only works...if all the little cogs...mesh together! Now, a clock needs to be clean, well-lubricated and wound tight. The best clocks have jewel movements, cogs that fit, that cooperate by design. [chuckling] I’m being metaphorical, Bob....You know what I mean by cooperative cogs? Bob...?...Bob...?
[seriously grabs Bob by the chin and angrily pulls him toward him] LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU, PARR! [Outside the window, Bob sees a man is being mugged]

Bob

That man out there, he needs help!

Huph

Do NOT change the subject, Bob! We’re discussing YOUR! ATTITUDE!

Bob

He is getting mugged!

Huph

Well, let's hope we don't cover him!

Bob
[gets up out of his seat and heads for the door]

I'll be right back. [puts his hand on the doorknob]

Huph

STOP RIGHT NOW, OR YOU'RE FIRED!? [Bob stops, crushes the doorknob and angrily turns red] [Huph grins evilly] Close the door. [Bob reluctantly does] Get over here...now. [Bob lets go of the doorknob, now crushed out of shape, and walks over to Huph.] [seriously] I'm not happy, Bob. Not happy. [Bob watches the mugger getting away]

Bob
[seething]

He got away.

Huph

Good thing, too... heh! You were this close to losing your j- [Bob furiously grabs Huph by the throat and throws him through 5 office walls. Huph crashes into a filing cabinet, badly injured. Everyone stares at Bob in shock]

Bob
[guilty]

Uh-oh. [Cut to the hospital where Huph is seen in a full body cast in a hospital room]

PA

Please report to operating room 722 immediately. [Rick Dicker comes out of the room where Huph is hospitalized. Bob and Rick conversate while heading to the elevator.]

Bob

How is he?

Rick

He'll live.

Bob

I'm fired, aren't I?

Rick

Oh, you think?

Bob

What can I say, Rick?

Rick

Nothin' you haven’t said before.

Bob

Someone was in trouble.

Rick

Someone's always in trouble.

Bob

I had to do something.

Rick

Yeah. Every time you say those words, it means a month and a half of trouble for me, Bob. It means hundreds of thousands of taxpayer's dollars.

Bob
[Rick reaches and presses the down elevator button.]

I know.

Rick

We gotta pay to keep the company quiet. We gotta pay damages, erase memories, relocate your family. Every time it gets harder. Money, money, money, money, money. W-We can’t keep doing this, Bob! [he enters the elevator] We appreciate what you did in the old days, but those days are over. From now on, you're on your own.

Rick
[Bob stares at the floor, beaten. Rick looks at him with pity. Then as the elevator doors close, Rick stops it with his left arm]

Uh, listen, Bob.

Rick

Maybe I could relocate you. You know, for old times’ sake.

Bob

No. I can’t do that to my family. Everyone just got settled. I’ll make it work. Thanks.

Rick
[Rick stares at Bob a long moment. A bittersweet smile—]

Take care of yourself.
[Rick lets go of the elevator doors. Bob stares at them, numb]

Lucius
[The stereo plays soft jazz as Lucius (aka Frozone) dresses for dinner. He slaps some aftershave on his face, checking his look in the mirror. A low series of booms grows louder, causing him to look up to see the Omnidroid outside his apartment wreaking havoc on Municiberg; a military chopper strafing it with machine-gun fire. He immediately goes through his dresser drawers.]

Honey?!

Honey Best
[off-screen]

What?

Lucius

Where’s my supersuit?

Honey Best

What?

Lucius

WHERE… IS MY SUPER SUIT?!

Honey Best
[The military chopper, now on fire, spirals past the picture window and explodes, lighting up the room.]

I, uh… put it away!

Lucius

Where?!

Honey Best

Why do you need to know?!

Lucius

I NEED IT!

Honey Best
[Lucius is running now, down the hallway, going in and out of view, frantically searching rooms and closets.]

Uh-uh! Don’t you think about runnin' off doin' no derrin’-do! We’ve been plannin' this dinner for two months!

Lucius

The public is in danger!

Honey Best

My evening’s in danger!

Lucius

YOU TELL ME WHERE MY SUIT IS, WOMAN! WE ARE TALKING ABOUT THE GREATER GOOD!

Honey Best

Greater good?! I am your wife! I’m the greatest good you are ever gonna get!

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