Luke's All Grown Up Quotes Page - Season Three Quotes

Dil: You pulled us away from wild mustangs to check out a cow?

Susie: It is not about the cow, it's about the cow tipping.

Phil: Yeah, right. You'd never do that. It almost sounds...bad.

Susie: What are you saying? I can't be bad? I can be bad. I can be as bad as the rest of you. Badder even. (Points to the cow) That's right sister, you are going down!

Red: Well, you didn't think horses cleaned up after themselves, did you?

Phil: (Cleaning up horse manure) I was born for this job!

Angelica: You might want to keep that to yourself.

Angelica: Ahhh! There's this thing chasing me! It's hideous, get it off me!

Susie: What is it?

Angelica: A really ugly duck, how should I know?! I accidentally hatched it and now it won't stop following me! Stay away from me. I have orange sauce, and I'm not afraid to use it.

Susie: Aww, look ... the little thing thinks you're his mama.

Angelica: Well I'm not. It's ugly and dirty, and smells like Phil!

Angelica: How many times do I have to tell you before I get through your soft skull? I don't like you, Reject!

Lil: Angelica, you can't name him Reject. That is so mean.

Angelica: It was my second choice. My first choice was Dinner!

Phil: Got any aces?

Dil: Go fish.

Phil: Now you wouldn't be lyin' to me. Cause I gave you one two minutes ago.

Dil: You calling me a liar? Them there are fighting words.

Phil: Then I am calling you a liar!

(Phil & Dil flip over the table)

Dil: Draw!

Lil: Break it up, you two! Kimi's egg roles are liable to explode upon impact. And I'd never get that stank out of my clothes.

(Kimi groans)

Tommy tries roping...
Tommy: I got off to a slow start, but this time, I'm going to nail it.

First attempt...
Lil: Do I look like a wooden cow to you?

Second attempt...
Tommy: Lil...

Lil: Yeah, yeah ... getting out of the line of fire.

Third attempt...
Little Red: You'll do fine, now. No obstacles, no distractions.

Lil: Getting rope burns, here.

Phil: Okay, Lil. Let's go.

Lil: You guys go on ahead. I'll catch up in a few. (Giggles)

Phil: Yeah, I knew she'd crack sooner or later. Mud is in our blood.

Tommy: That's enough, Lil. Get out of the mud.

Lil: Oh, five more minutes. (Laughs)

Tommy and Phil pulling Lil away from the mud.
Lil: Let go! I want to play in the mud! Phil gets to play in the mud! Why can't I play in the mud? You guys are so mean!

Phil: I see something in your eyes, dude - something I've never seen there before.

Chuckie: I call it amplitude, my man.

Phil: No, it's called ... eye crust. Don't you wash your face in the morning?

Tommy: But you can't beat the Shark. He's got better cards than you.

Chuckie: He does now, but wait until I surprise him with my Red Mirrored Dragon Card. The Finstar will not be denied.

Tommy: Finstar?

Chuckie: I'm trying out new nicknames.

Tommy: But you don't have the Red Mirrored Dragon.

Chuckie: Not yet, but I will. Yep, Metal Mouth will taste victory again.

Tommy: Uhh ... Metal Mouth?

Chuckie: Not a good one, either? How about the Crimson Destroyer?

Tommy: Chuckie, just forget about Yu-Gotta-Go, okay?

Betty: How about we squeeze in some Lil time tomorrow night, huh? After practice we can have a girl's night out.

Lil: We're not shopping for bra's, are we?

Betty: That's your father's department.

(Lil gasps)

Betty: Psych! That's what you get for worrying me.

Phil kicks soccer ball at ceiling light, and it smashes...
Betty: Is that the overhead light you just smashed to smithereens?!

Phil: (meekly) Yeah.

Betty: You're putting too much spin on the ball. Kick it from the side, not the bottom.

(Lil and Phil laugh)

Phil: Tell me the truth! Who's the better soccer player? Me or Lil? She's better, isn't she? Isn't she?

Chuckie: Mom, dad, please don't make me choose!

Phil: Answer me. She's really good, isn't she?

Tommy: Yes.

Chuckie: Good? She's great.

Tommy: Shhh!

Chuckie: Beyond great, like scary great. She could go pro! He asked.

Phil: (sighs) It's so unfair. Soccer has always been my thing.

Tommy: Yeah, but if you were the one with the gift, I seriously doubt Lil would want you to stop playing.

Phil: Yeah, yeah. I guess you're right.

Chuckie: Look at the bright side, if she goes pro, she'll only make 10% of what the guy's make.

Tommy: Not helping.

Angelica: Really?

Tommy: Really.

Phil: Man, Angelica. Look at that thing. Back off, everybody, it's ready to blow!

Tommy, Lil, Dil: (Groan)

Angelica: I should've guessed this was your idea, alien boy. Where do you get this baloney?

Dil: Books? The library?

Angelica: I'm yawning.

Angelica: It's not fair! I should get extra credit for doing good deeds because I don't even enjoy them.

Dil: That makes sense in a twisted kind of Martian-logic way. Now can you explain light years to me?

Angelica: It does? Then with all the karmic goodies I've done today, tomorrow I should be ready for the show - looking like my old self - beautiful, talented, and perfect.

Dil: And she thinks I'm two eggs short of a frittata.

Angelica: Actually, I'm better than that. I made a lot of people happy tonight and it felt really - well, good.

Charlotte: Oh, that's my girl. So first thing tomorrow, I'll make an appointment with my dermatologist. The man's a genious.

Angelica: You can go to a doctor for these things? You mean, karma has nothing to do with them? You can't get them from being a bad person?

Charlotte: Well of course not. Who would give you a silly idea like that?

Angelica: Dil! You're a dead man.

Phil: What are you doing here? I thought you were on grandpa duty.

Tommy: We sort of brought him here, but then Dil lost him.

Dil: Me?

Tommy: That's right, you. It's your fault this happened.

Dil: How is it my fault? You listened to a guy wearing a bathing suit and a ski cap. How smart was that?

Tommy: You?! You used your hocus-pocus mind control junk on me. You know exactly what I'm talking about.

Dil: I did not do that! Besides, everyone knows it doesn't work around water.

Kimi: Team Leader Alpha to Team Leader Delta, report over.

Lil: This is Team Leader Delta, over.

Kimi: Lil, what happened to Phil?

Lil: I relieved him of command. He was being an idiot.

Phil: (in background): Hey!

Tommy: (Sees Boris on security camera) Stop! My Grandpa's in trouble!

Dil: Yeah - you should never go backside on a four-foot curl.

Grandpa Boris: Um, maybe we keep this little adventure between us, huh?

Dil & Tommy: Deal.

Dil: Now that was mind control.

Tommy: Hmm, I thought it didn't work around water.

Dil: Oh, it does. What? I can't tell you everything.

Phil: This was a bad idea. Maybe I'll just put it on my "fun things to do someday list." Above wing walking and below wearing a cape.

Dil: I tried the cape thing. The first few minutes, wow. After that surprisingly dull.

Angelica: Perfect triangulation for lowered wind resistance. Where'd that come from?

Charlotte: It's in the genes, honey. So is that little moustache problem. But I've got people to take care of that.

Dil: Just the right amount of electricity, and some rubber cement, and my monster will come ... alive!

(Chuckie pretending to be Frankenstein)

Tommy: Hey Boris goof-off, car's done!

Phil: So we're going to work our fingers to the bone because you kept letting Angelica sucker you.

Tommy: That patch of hair grow back yet?

(Phil checks hair)

Phil: I'm with ya.

Tommy: Yeah! A carnival with cool rides, a giant mid-way and a sideshow with all kinds of oddities of nature.

Dil: I know a guy who can turn his eyelids inside out! Oh wait, that's me.

Chuckie: Don't you dare.

Dil: You know it.

Lil: Think again.

Kimi: I just don't get how boys can be so fascinated by heavy equipment.

Lil: Ah, it's just like their big toys to them. They out grow it.

Stu: Didi, you gotta come see. They're bringing in a pile driver.

Lil: We're doomed.

Angelica: What is up with the kettle corn, boys?

Tommy: Ask Dil.

Dil: I'm trying to see if I can pop it through mind control.

Lil: Uh, give me that. Mind control, please!

Dil: I got you to make it, didn't I?

Angelica: You pre-teens are lucky your parents were smart enough to have someone my age around to figure these things out.

Phil: You know, she's right.

Lil: That may be the scariest thought all night.

Angelica falling in slime...
Angelica: What is this stuff?

Chuckie: Uhh ... Uhh ...

Phil: For the record, whatever it is, it isn't mine.

Everyone: Ewww!

Lil: What is that stench?

Phil: That is definitely not mine.

Phil: Who knew the world of waste management was so fascinating? Just think, if that heavy equipment gig doesn't work out, all this could be mine.

Lil: Why not - it looks like your room.

Dil: Alright, who in the neighborhood uses tuna that's not dolphin safe? I'm kickin' patoot and taking names!

Tommy: That's it, I'm done! We've looked for hours ... I'm going home.

Chuckie: But Tommy, what about Reptar?

Tommy: (sighs) Chuckie, if there's any curse of Reptar, it's that you don't want to let him go and grow up.

Phil: Hey, over here, I found him! He was under a box of buffalo wings. What? They were still warm.

Dil: You still think we'll get the pool, T? Cause I was thinking of expanding my sanctuary and calling it "Habitat for Manatee."

Tommy: Pool, yes. Marine mammals, no.

Tommy: Dil, how'd you know I was ditching?

Dil: Oh, I don't know (imitates Tommy's blinking). Frankly, I'm hurt you'd leave your little bro behind. Did I ever not invite you when I visited the fourth dimension?

Tommy: I don't consider being thrown in a linen closet to smell your farts another dimension.

Phil: I'm a good boy. I'm a good boy. I'm in a safe place. No one can hurt me now.

Lil: Knock it off!

Tommy: Yeah, Phil no one is gonna catch us.

Dil: Yeah, it's not like the security guys in the mall are paying attention. They're too busy scarfing down cheese on a stick.

Tommy: Security guys?

Dil: Yeah. The ones watching all those surveillance cameras.

Tommy scans around to look at all of the cameras...
Tommy: I'm a good boy. I won't get in trouble. I'm a good boy.

Lil: There he is Phil, there he is!

Phil: No names. I told you, it's Rico.

Lady brings out "Event Closed" sign...
Lil: What? You can't!

Lady: Sorry.

Phil: Hey, just you hold on. This is my sister. She's his biggest fan! She knows all his moves, has all his posters.

Tommy: Shh! They're gonna figure out we ditched.

Phil: I don't care! I am not leaving until she gets his autograph.

Dil: Then neither are we.

Lady: Oh fine, this way.

Lil: Thanks, Rico.

Lil: I am never going to wash this shirt again, or these socks, or these shorts. Maybe I just won't bathe.

Phil: I don't know why I got all aggro, man. I knew we'd get away with it.

Tommy: We are a lean, mean, hooky machine.

Cop cars surround the school, some pull up...
Tommy: Okay we ditched! We admit it!

Lil: I'm sorry!

Phil: I'll never do it again, I swear! Don't take me away!

Dil: (Points to Tommy) He's a bad influence.