The Adventures of Jimmy Neutron: Boy Genius, Season 3

(All Moaning)

Elke:
Carl, I...I must say to you something.

Carl:
Hold that thought. Way to go, Dimwitted Assistant! I had everything under control until you messed it up!

Jimmy:
Under control?! I saved your life, Genius!

Carl:
Go home and play with your llamas, you big, dumb, dummy, dopey, little-brain, dum-dum dummy.

Jimmy:
Okay, that's it, Wheezer. Elke, you want to know the truth?

Sheen:
Jimmy, no! Remember that cute Swedish sister or neighbor. Think of the accent, the meatballs, the socialized medicine. Abba!

Elke:
Carl, I have a confession to make. I'm not a teen model, tennis star or other cool things. I am just a simple farm girl who comes here with parents to buy llama feed from my American cousin.

Carl:
You mean...

Elke:
Ja, I am a big fake! I am not right for genius boy of many adventures.

Carl:
No! I'm a big fake, too!

Elke:
What?

Carl:
Yeah, I'm a nerd. I don't even know how to spell "science," and I love llamas more than people.

Elke:
No, Carl, don't try to make feel better with lies.

Carl:
But I...

Jimmy:
Sheen, let me go!

Carl:
Wait!

Elke:
Llama Love Society? I'm a member, too!

Carl:
Your photo is nice, too.

Elke:
Oh, Carl, it is the truth. You were lying. You are a nerd.

Carl:
A heavyset, glasses-wearing nerd with a blanky and many fears and numerous medical problems.

Elke:
Come. Let me kiss you so many times, Nerd Boy.

Jimmy:
Hey, I'm a nerd!

Sheen:
I'm a nerd, too!

Jimmy:
I'm a huge nerd.

Sheen:
I'm the nerdiest kid in town.

Carl:
Elke, there's a brand-new baby llama at the petting zoo.

Elke:
What are we doing here?

Carl:
Let's boogie!

Jimmy:
What just happened here?

Sheen:
Oh, love is strange, Jimmy. It's like the Swedish poet once said, "Herda gerda gaberda shamerda curla hurla herda..."

Jimmy:
Just stop it.

Sheen:
Okay.