Dr. James Possible My teenage daughter is not afraid of you, why should I be... Drew?
AH! I hate it when you call me that! I am not the man you knew in college, Possible!
Dr. James Possible Still can't get a date though, I bet.
RRGHH! Why is it every Possible I capture feels the need to give me lip? Doesn't anyone respect the traditional captive-captor relationship anymore?! Has society just gone completely to seed?!
C Computer
Are you sure you wish to delete file "Hephaestus"?
Dr. James Possible Yes!
C Computer
Dr. Possible voice-print access granted.
You deleted it! Are you mad?!
Dr. James Possible No worries. [taps his forehead] Got it all up here.
[grins]
Well, good news then! Because I have a brain-tap machine, and I'm just dying to use it!
P Mrs. Dr. Possible
[on Prom Night]
Kimmy? There's a very handsome young man here for you.
Dr. James Possible [stern]
Let's get a few things clear, right up front...
E Eric
Oh, you read my mind, sir. Now, Kim explained that her normal curfew is ten o'clock, but that on special occasions and rescue missions, you extend that to eleven. I'd feel better if we stick with ten.
Dr. James Possible [surprised and pleased]
Really? Ha-ha, this young man has got it goin' on!
[Ron breaks down as Kim's relationship with Eric blossoms, and he is wedged into a corner by the horde of kids at Bueno Nacho. Agitated, he seizes a news reporter's mike and yells at the camera]
I can't even get to the counter to order! This used to be my place! MINE! I'M LOSING EVERYTHING I EVER CARED ABOUT!
JP Jim Possible
Ron's on TV!
TP Tim Possible
And he's freaking out!
P Mrs. Dr. Possible
Honey, I think the boys are right.
Dr. James Possible Hmm, Ronald, freaking?
Dr. James Possible [He looks at the TV, seeing Ron being dragged out of Bueno Nacho, wrestling with the reporter over her mike] [chuckling]
Oh, so he is.
You know what I really hate!?
When somebody kidnaps your boyfriend?
When somebody doesn't know when to give up!
(Shego and Kim spar and Kim protects herself from her green plasma blasts by erecting a light blue dome-shaped shield)
Ooh. Kimmy got an upgrade.
Yeah, but still not in my league. Like I said. What!?
(Hurts Kim on her left arm, but the battle suit heals itself and the cut, leaving its wearer unscathed)
You were saying!?
You know what I really hate?