Kim Possible, Season 4

[Ron calls Kim at 3 a.m. after waking up from a nightmare]

Ron:
Are you a Syntho-Drone, KP? Be honest, I can take it!

Kim:
Ron! You had a nightmare! Goodnight.

Ron:
Wait! Before that part where you melted, we were at the dance and--

Kim:
We kissed.

Ron:
Yeah! Did you have the same dream?

Kim:
No. That part really happened, Ron.

Ron:
Heh, yeah.

Kim:
Yeah, but it won't happen again if you keep calling me in the middle of the night! [hangs up the phone]

Ron:
[lying back on his pillow with a big grin] Man, love is complicated.

Dementor:
I am impressed, Fräulein Possible. How did you know I would be here?

Kim:
Uh, your "To Do" list helped.

Dementor:
D'oh! I dropped that when I stole the ultrasonic drill, yes?

Kim:
Yeah, mmm-hmm, you did. And thanks for making our job that much easier.

Ron:
(reading list) "Steal ultrasonic drill, break into top-secret lab, call Mother, conquer world..."

Dementor:
Ah, I knew I was forgetting something! Mama gets so cross when I don't jingle.

Kim:
You can call her from prison.

Dementor:
Or, we can add one more item to my list: [Aims ultrasonic drill] ELIMINATE KIM POSSIBLE!

Bonnie:
But you're a cheerleader! A senior cheerleader! You know what that means?

Ron:
New uniforms?

Bonnie:
Well, yes, and they're so cute, [pushes Ron out of the way] but it also means you must date a jock. It's- it's non-optional! It's like a rule!

Kim:
Ron's the exception to the rule.

Bonnie:
He's the reason for the rule!

Kim:
Cute trap, Professor.

Dementor:
Why, thank you, yes, I rather like it. It's the details that really sell it, don't you think? I PICKED OUT THE CURTAINS MYSELF!

Ron:
Dude, you're totally wearing a dress.

Dementor:
It's a house coat!

Ron:
Yeah, uh-huh- DRESS!

Kim:
I have been foiled by a man in a dress?

Dementor:
IT'S A HOUSE COAT!!!

Ron:
The first rule of chess club is: you do not talk about chess club.

Ron:
Wait, wait, it's not what you think!

Kim:
Oh, so you're NOT a cheater, a liar and a thief?!

Ron:
Okay, it IS what you think...

Dementor:
All your battle-suit now belong to me!

Ron:
So you weren't gonna...

Kim:
Trade up my BF? Ron I don't care about dating a jock, I care about dating you, Ron Stoppable, no matter who he is - as long as he's honest.

Bonnie:
Gee, Kim, is that your boyfriend out there running like a sick chicken?

Kim:
(proudly) Yeah, that's my guy.

Kim:
You do me proud, Ron Stoppable, by just being you.

Ron:
Yeah. Who knew my mad running-away skills would have real-world applications?

Kim:
Ron, this is ludicrous!

Ron:
I know! You'd think a swank joint like this could spring for a real box of crayons! Oh, and watch your vocab, Kim, "ludicrous" is kind of a grownup word. Remember, you're 12, so maybe "doofy" or "stupido"?

Monique:
If the stuff in that coupon book was worth anything, they wouldn't be giving it away.

Ron:
I won't dignify that with a response!

Monique:
Cause you don't have one.

Ron:
Well duh! Why else do you pull that line?

Shego:
Not to seem ungrateful, Junior, but why *did* you break me out of prison?

Junior:
Well, my father's birthday is coming up and...

Shego:
Hold it right there, slick. I don't do cakes, okay? I don't bake 'em, and I don't jump out of 'em!

Junior:
There did not seem to be this many cars on the map.

Shego:
Jus-just stop the car! I'll get the book.

Junior:
But I thought we'd steal it perfectly together?

Shego:
Yes I'll steal it... perfectly, and you'll find a space... perfectly.

Junior:
Perfect!

Monique:
You know Ron, if you had a job, then you'd have--

Ron:
Impossible hours?

Monique:
No-

Ron:
Mean bosses?

Monique:
No!

Ron:
On the job injuries?

Monique:
NO!!! MONEY! You'd have mad money!

Ron:
[Pauses] Oh, that reminds me - Kim, can I borrow 5 bucks?

Martin Smarty:
I like to reward people who save my life.

Ron:
And I like to be rewarded... you hear that, KP? A reward! He-he-he!

Martin Smarty:
How about a job?

Ron:
Maybe we have different thoughts on that word "reward"...

Frugal Lucre:
[to Drakken] Oh! Oh! Or we could put state-of-the-art robotic technology in kiddie meals all over the world! Can you hear me okay through that pillow?

Jim & Tim:
[first lines in the season; dressed in radiation suits] You didn't open the dryer, did you? Our experiment... you ruined it!

Tim:
[as Mrs. Possible goes to pick up the cheerleader outfit] I wouldn't do that.

Jim:
[holds up a pair of tongs] Not without these!

Jim & Tim:
Which way to homeroom?

Kim:
Homeroom? What do you mean, homeroom?

Tim:
That room you go to before you go to your other classes?

Jim:
You'd think a senior would know the basics?

[Tim nods in agreement]

Ron:
Try middle school... about four miles... [Points to his left] That way.

Jim:
We're not in middle school anymore.

Tim:
We've been skipped ahead!

Jim:
We're freshmen!

Tim:
We're here!

[outside, the whole school shakes as Kim...]

Kim:
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Kim:
There is no way you two are freshmen! [breaks conversation to wave at someone] Hey Amanda, see you in science. [returns] It must be a mistake... and I'm going to get to the bottom of it!

Tim:
Miss Guide is our S.K.I.P. Counselor!

Kim:
And S.K.I.P. is...?

Miss Guide:
"Superior Knowledge & Intelligence Placement." A pilot program. Your brothers tested at high school level, so they're being enrolled as freshmen. I will be observing the transition!

Kim:
So this is really happening?

Miss Guide:
[with an exaggerated smile] Exciting, isn't it?

Kim:
[through an exaggerated happy face] Oh, I can't begin to describe my feelings!

Ron:
I get showed up on every mission we go on, you don't hear me whining!

[Kim and Monique give him a sideways glance]

Ron:
I could whine more... A lot more!

Barkin:
Listen up, cafeterians. In compliance with district guidelines, we have been ordered to divulge to you the contents of mystery meat.

[film reel begins playing]

Film announcer:
Mystery Meat: from the slaughterhouse to your house...

[scene cuts to all the students running out of the school screaming]

Ron:
I knew there were snouts!

Camille:
There are plenty of suspects: One, Star Lette: her last three movies tanked. Two, The Holston Twins: they fell to number 3 on the "World's Richest Kids" list. Three, M.C. Honey: things must be bad, I hear she flew commercial.

Jim:
Thanks for the ride, Mr. Sinclair.

Sinclair:
It's the least I could do after you tutored my Kenny with calculus.

Tim:
Derivates of inverse functions, so not the drama.

Kim:
Huh?! Can you not?

Tim:
You can use "hicka bicka boo"!

Kim:
Why would I?

Jim:
So you could be cool.

Kim:
I am cool!

Kim:
[about Jim & Tim] They're old enough to be in high school but not old enough to stay home by themselves?

Mr. Possible:
Not without vaporizing the garage.

Kim:
I'm sorry you must be this [holds her hand high above their heads] tall to ride.

Kim:
[repeated line] Height limit.

Tim/Jim:
And then when we were on a trip to Yosemite...

Kim:
[gasps] No... not the poison oak story!

Camille:
It's so hard to be me.

Kim:
Oh, Ron. I'm not a model.

Ron:
Why not? You're beautiful.

(Kim is left speechless, then looks at him and smiles)

Ron:
She's not in wardrobe. Hey look, I'm already here.

Kim:
Two Rons... but only one (calls out) Rufus!

M.C. Honey:
Say what?

Camille:
But I can't be seen buying socks! Eww! Socks are gross.

Britina:
Camille?

Camille:
Brit, I came as soon as I heard.

Britina:
But I called you three days ago.

Camille:
Silly, my callback list was epic this week. It's so hard to be me.

Britina:
These are BFF's from way back, Kim Possible and... (turns to Ron) this guy, who's usually with her.

Camille:
Kim Possible! I wore your look once - for about five minutes.

Jim I'll be the bad cop.

Tim No way... I'm playing bad cop.

Bofox (First lines) Are you me 3:
30 tummy tuck?

Jim This guy's all talk.

Tim Radical techniques... as if.

Bofox Oh really... Nano-Morphing radical enough for you?

Jim & Tim:
Nano-Morphing? Shapeshifting!

Kim:
M.C. Honey?

Jim & Tim:
It's not M.C. Honey, Kim... it's Camille... she's a plastic surgery experiment. She's a shapeshifter!

["Honey" shape-shifts into Camille. Kim and the whole audience gasp.]

Camille:
Oh, like you're a model!

Ron:
(attempting to stop Camille, disguised as him) I got me.

(Ron fumbles into a clothing rack)

Ron:
You know, I'm surprisingly nimble for an heiress.

Camille:
(as she is being arrested) Do you know who I am?

Ron:
Lady, the real question is, do you know who you are?

Jim & Tim:
Hick-a-bick-a-boo?

Kim:
Hoo sha!

[she hugs them]

Miss Guide:
[confused] How do you spell Hoo sha?

Wade:
Shouldn't I just be myself?

Ron:
No, that only works in cartoons.

Wade:
Apparently impersonating a President is against mall regulations!

Junior:
We should steal the device and use it for our own evil ends!

Senior:
Junior, you came up with that evil plan all on your own! I am... so proud.

Junior:
[giggling] I was looking over your shoulder, he-he-he!

Senior:
Junior, that was cheating! I am... so proud.

Senior:
Your genius cannot beat my evil or my treachery. Oh, by the way, have you met my bodyguards, Evil and Treachery?

[Wade reads a love note for Monique that Ron gave him]

Wade:
The humble earthworm is vital to agriculture, it moves through the soil by excreting lubricating mucus.

Kim and Monique:
Eww!

Ron:
Wait! That's my biology report! Oh no! That means...

[Cut to Mr. Barkin grading Ron's "biology report"]

Barkin:
[sniffs] Aw, that's a beautiful thought. A-plus, Stoppable!

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!

[Seeing Wade's new girlfriend, Olivia, use a "Cupid Ray" on him.]

Ron:
Er, you don't think Kim's got one of those?

Rufus:
I dunno.

Kim:
[from behind]: Hey, Ron.

[Ron and Rufus scream and cower]

Kim:
What are you doing?

Ron:
Nothing!

Kim:
You're weird!

Ron:
Kim!

Kim:
Shh, [romantically] I like weird!

Kim:
Oh, no. I'm not gonna be the tweebs' taxi driver, I'll walk first. Bye-bye!

Mrs. Possible:
I'll give you five dollars!

Kim:
Not listening.

Mrs. Possible:
Ten!

Kim:
Walking away...

Mrs. Possible:
Twenty, firm!

Kim:
Tough love, mom, tough love!

Drakken:
[about Frugal Lucre] All the prisons in the world, and I got stuck with the blabber-mouth!

Drakken:
[after seeing Motor Ed] I knew I could count on family. Freedom is at hand! No more lockdown, no more prison food, and no more yakkity-blab from you, Lucre.

Shego:
I got an early parole. Only here to say "hi."

Frugal Lucre:
Listen, if it's any consolation on the whole "counting on family" front, I'm still waiting for my mother to post my bail!

Kim:
Motor Ed and Shego? Why would they be working together?

Ron:
Well, I mean weirder things have happened. Just look at us!

Kim:
True, but there's a major diff between "weird" and "wrong on all levels."

Jim/Tim:
[to Kim] We can get your car running!

Ron:
Hmmm, ya know, they did build a spacecraft out of a lawn mower, a toaster, and well ya know, rocket parts, but still it worked, kind of!

Kim:
Boys. They're ALL tweebs!

Kim:
Okay, here's the deal. I may have to drive you to school, but that doesn't mean I have to be seen with you. So duck, or walk.

Jim/Tim:
Aww...

Kim:
NOW!

[Jim and Tim duck their heads. Kim starts the car, but sees the passenger seat empty.]

Kim:
Ron, not you! [Ron pops up.]

[Having been humiliated in front of Bonnie.]

Kim:
The only ride you're going to need will be to the hospital...!

Wade:
(interrupting her) Kim!

Jim:
Whew! Saved by the Wade.

Ron:
It's as fast as a rocket!

Tim:
Hicka-Bicka-DUHH!

Tim:
Nobody blows our doors off.

Shego:
Great, Kimmie gets a car and she's everywhere... like bacteria.

Ron:
[attacked by crows... yet again] Not now, this is just so random!

Motor Ed:
Shotgun babe doesn't get to criticize the dude or his dice, seriously

Shego:
Shotgun Babe?

[Motor Ed reveals his "awesome" plan:
a cross-country road trip in a hyper-sonic vehicle with "a hot babe."]

Shego:
Wait, you mean I'm here because I'm an ornament?!

Motor Ed:
Not! The fuzzy dice are an ornament. You... are an accessory.

Ron:
Shego has credit cards?

Wade:
And a surprisingly good credit score for a villain.

Jim & Tim:
Hicka Bicka bow wow!

Drakken:
You can't possibly be all that, Kim Possible! You're not, you're not, you're not!

Frugal Lucre:
So anyway, I was in line behind Big Tony, you know with the glandular problem, and he takes two puddings, two! And the guards didn't even bust him for it. I tell you, the money this prison wastes, its criminal!

Shego:
There's no way I'm gonna let this she-thing just waltz in here and destroy Kimmie! That's MY job! Ya hear me?

Shego:
I'm on vacation! And I'm trying to relax! (to masseur) Toss 'em another one. Go ahead.

Ron:
He-ey! He threw another rock at us! (pokes it) OW! A hot rock! He threw a hot rock at us!

Shego:
(as Kim battles masseur) This is relaxing.

Kim:
Vacation's over, Shego.

Shego:
(standing up) That'll be all, Midas. (to Kim) Do you know how hard it is to get an appointment with him?

Kim:
Maybe you should've thought of that before you sprung Drakken.

Shego:
Who do you think I'm vacationing from?

Shego:
(parting) OK, I've got a salt blow in five, so listen to my words. (throwing coals as punctuation) I'm not helping Drakken! And I don't know who is! Me... va-ca-tion.

Ron:
But -

Shego:
VACATION! (throws water onto coals, disappears in steam)

Random Old Guy:
Well, I'm convinced.

Motor Ed:
[after a VERY long description of his latest ride, followed by an air-guitar solo] Know what I'm saying?

Frugal Lucre:
NO! I have no idea what you're saying! You just go on and on and on and on about things no one even cares about!

Motor Ed:
Dude, you're harshing my prison mellow here, seriously.

Frugal Lucre:
And would you stop saying that word?! Seriously!

[Barkin berates the unhealthy-ness of Bueno Nacho]

Ron:
LIES!

Kim:
Whoop! Whoop! Over-reaction alert!

Ron:
It's your worst nightmare!

Barkin:
You mean the one with Abe Lincoln and the pool sharks?

Jack Hench:
That's the downside with working with villians, they are always stealing your stuff! Oh, that reminds me, has anyone seen my stapler?

Ron:
[out of breath] K... P! Okay... who wants a piece... of me?

Drakken:
Ooh, something is different about him...

Killigan:
Gawd, what have you done to yerself? You look ghastly, man!

Monkey Fist:
You really should take better care of yourself!

Drakken:
Kim Possible, you have something that doesn't belong to you. Well, technically, it doesn't belong to me either, but I'm a villain, so I don't particularly care!

Ned:
Ron, this isn't like you!

[Mutated Ron drinks a whole vat of nacho cheese.]

Ned:
OK, that's like you.

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?

Mutated Ron:
[On seeing a giant metal donut] Ahh, donut... Ron want! [bites it] Ow! Ow! Donut hurt Ron! Ron smash!! [The metal donut detaches from the stand and rolls down a hill] Oh, no... donut run away... come back, donut!!

Mutated Ron:
[On seeing a giant clown statue] Ron hate clowns!

[from behind it Kim shoots a roast chicken at him]

Mutated Ron:
Clown throw chicken? Ron smash!!

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!

Ron:
Ow! Ow! The hot, steamy badness!

[While Kim is fighting Shego, Drakken's machine works]

Kim:
It actually works!

Shego:
Hey I'm just as shocked as you.

Ron:
You'll never get away with this, Drakken!

Drakken:
What?! Why?! What do you know?

Ron:
Oh... oh, nothing. It just seemed like the thing to say.

Drakken:
You think your new mission clothes are all that, but they're not!

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.

Barkin:
[sees Ron at his front door] Stoppable, how many times do I have to say it? Home time is my time. Doubly so at BATH TIME!

[repeated line]

Mr. Barkin/Monkey Fist:
I don't know what that means.

Ron:
Nobody spits up into my backpack except Rufus...! And sometimes me.

Monkey Fist:
What kind of hero brings a baby on a mission?

Ron:
A baby, and a bag of flour!

Monkey Fist:
Ah, yes. That explains everything.

[Ron turns in his assignment for Health Class, returning his "Flour Baby" after replacing it thirty-plus times.]

Barkin:
F-minus.

Ron:
What?! But... but she's in perfect shape!

Barkin:
She's sugar!

[The entire class laughs.]

Ron:
Well, I wasn't the one talking into a chicken... ya know, this time.

Drakken:
[referring to the cupacke company's name ] HANK'S?!?!

Hank Perkins:
Yes, we focus-tested "Dr. D's", but everyone associated it with shampoo for some reason.

Drakken:
Hmm...

Ron:
So... uh... KP, I was wondering... what are you doing Saturday night? Woe!

Kim:
I'm guessing Bueno Nacho, movie, 3 hours of you trying to win a stuffed frog from the claw machine at the Middleton Mall. DROP! [drops from the vine into the driver's seat in the jeep]

Ron:
Wait are you saying... [drops from the vine and lands in the seat next to Kim in the jeep]... that our night has hit a-

Kim:
[as she drives over a rut] It could use some shaking up. RUN!

Mr. Stoppable:
Ronald? I should have told you what you learn when you spend your whole life calculating hazards?

Ron:
What?

Mr. Stoppable:
Some things are worth the risk.

Mr. Possible:
Jim, Tim, scoot over and make some room for your sister's arch foe.

Shego:
Mmmmmm! That's good cocoa-moo!

Electronique:
How did the four of you ever manage to get anything done?

Hego/Mego/Wego:
Shego.

Hego:
She had a way of keeping things focused. When she left, the team sort of... fell apart.

Hego:
[notices Ron was hit by personality reverser] What happened to him?

Shego:
I think he's evil now.

Hego:
Oh. How bad can that be?

Shego:
You'd be... surprised.

Evil Ron:
[to Electronique] You're going about this all wrong; You're acting like an evil poser!

Electronique:
You want to see my power?!

[charges up and fires multiple times. Ron avoids beams and steals personality reverser]

Evil Ron:
Ooooohhh, someone's a little touchy! You couldn't even figure out that the first person you should have used this on... [aims personality reverser] ...was Kim Possible!

Kim:
Are you going to complain the entire time, Bonnie?

Bonnie:
Somebody has to!

Franklin Barkin:
Dost thou take me for a cock's comb, lad?

Ron:
Uh, I'm... not... sure?

Ron:
Oooh no, I'm not gonna be caught wearing a dress... you know, again.

Franklin Barkin:
I wear many hats... some of which are bonnets...

Drakken:
You think you're all that lass, but nay, 'tis not so!

Drakken:
To the escape craft! (pirate voice) And save my booty!

Shego:
If I had a doubloon for every time I've done that...

Franklin Barkin:
(to Monique and Bonnie) All hands aboard!

Bonnie:
He's not talking to us is he?

(cut to Bonnie and Monique on the deck of Barkin's ship)

Monique:
Yeah, I think he was talking to us.

(Kim, her friends, Franklin Barkin and Bonnie defeat Drakken)

Kim:
I sense a change in the wind.

Franklin Barkin:
Booyah! (everyone looks at him weird) Ye know what I mean.

[Ron has to find a "hero" to write about, and has to rule out Kim, or her parents.]

Kim:
You know, I'm not the only one of us with parents.

Ron:
Mom swore off school projects after the paper-machete incident.

Kim:
Don't you mean, "paper mache"?

Ron:
I wish I did, Kim. I wish I did.

[In the Go Tower, Hego receives an emergency call from the Mayor.]

Mayor:
(lisping) Lookth like we've got uth a sithuation, Hego! Your old numerical nemethith ith thcaring the thpit out of the thitithens of Go Thity!

Hego:
You don't mean...?

Mayor:
Yeth, Hego... the Mathter!

Ron:
The Mathter?

Kim:
Ron, don't make fun! He means "The Master."

Hego:
No, he means "The Mathter."

Mayor:
That's what I thaid, ithn't it? The Mathter!

The Mathter:
Time to subtract you from this equation.

The Mathter:
Let me throw some numbers at you.

Wade:
Uh-oh!

Ron:
"Uh-oh" good or "uh-oh" bad?

Kim:
When is "uh-oh" ever good?

Ron:
I don't know, maybe THIS TIME?

[Ron has to go to school inside an "anti-matter" ball.]

Ron:
Oh, yeah! This is how I roll!

Kim:
Um, okay, maybe the whole trying-to-act-cool thing isn't your best option right now.

Ron:
Look, KP, you wanted me to make the best of things, didn't you?

[They both freeze when they catch sight of Bonnie. She walks up to them.]

Bonnie:
...No. It's too easy.

[after spending a day at school as "Anti-Matter Boy"]

Ron:
Most Humiliating Day of my Life? A-ding-ding-ding! We have a new winner!

Kim:
What about the time you parachuted into the U.N. without your pants?

Ron:
Not even close. The "I'm all about comfort" excuse brought the Security Council dress code into the 21st century.

Kim:
See? There's an upside to everything. [Kimmunicator beeps] We need an upside, Wade!

Kim:
Time to crunch your numbers.

Kim:
[to the Mathter] Okay, one more lame-o math reference, and I am going to LOSE IT!

The Mathter:
And what kind of hero are you?

Mr. Stoppable:
I'm no hero. I'm Actuary of the Year.

Kim:
[seeing the math fight between Mr. Stoppable and The Mathter] Okay, did you have any idea your father had it in him?

Ron:
No, but who knew we'd be fighting a crazed math villain?

Kim:
Yep, so convenient.

[watching the battle between the Mathter and Mr. Stoppable]

Ron:
See? They should totally teach this way in Trig!

Kim:
Totally.

The Mathter:
[defeated by Mr. Stoppable] How were you ever able to calculate my every move?

Mr. Stoppable:
It was easy. I did the math.

[When he is freed from the anti-matter ball, Ron and Kim hug.]

Ron:
Oh yeah, that's nice.

Kim:
I was starting to think I was never going to do that again.

[Last lines]

Mr. Barkin:
Interesting report you turned in there, Stoppable. Your dad, a.k.a "Hero", is a member of the Middleton Search and Rescue?

Ron:
Yep.

Mr Barkin:
He also volunteers at the local fire department!

Ron:
Affirmative.

Mr Barkin:
And while in the confines of a certain "infinity dome" he can convert pure mathematical thought into blasts of energy that fire out of his skull?!

Ron:
[Nervously] Yeah, it's an actuary thing.

Mr. Barkin:
I see... YOUR DAD ROCKS! A+!

Artie Smarty:
[first lines] What up, Punk Breath?

Ron:
Artie my main man, well I'm Ron.

Artie Smarty:
[childishly imitating him] I'm Ron.

Ron:
Er yeah that's what I said.

Artie Smarty:
[Now spitefully] Er yeah that's what I said.

Ron & Artie:
[in stereo] Hey stop that.

Ron & Artie:
[in stereo] Stop saying what I'm saying.

Ron:
KP! He can't...[Artie takes off]

Artie Smarty:
[on seeing Rufus] Hey, little naked dude. [waves to him]

Artie Smarty:
Too bad... So sad. [pretends to cry] Wah... Wah... Wah

Artie Smarty:
[Overjoyed on seeing baby Otters] OTTERS!

[goes to hug them but contains himself]

Artie Smarty:
Er... cool.

Ron:
I'm not cut out to help people make life choices.

Kim:
Oh, I wouldn't be so sure. After all, you helped me choose you!

Ron:
Okay, that time I was a genius.

Rufus:
Yuck!

Martin Smarty:
Oh, look at him. He's more rebel than boy, now.

Shego:
So, Frugal Lucre really bugs you?

Drakken:
To the max! Now hide! [whispering] Maybe if we stay hidden he will leave...

Lucre:
[whispering] Who will leave?

Drakken:
Frugal- WAAH! How did you get here?! [looks at Shego]

Shego:
Meh, figured I'd let him in.

Ron:
Hermit crabs! They're just hard-shelled ungratefulness!

Shego:
[to Frugal Lucre] You know what else he likes? Questions.

Frugal Lucre:
Oh, I've got lots of those!

Shego:
And he likes getting tapped on the shoulder... er, and you know how he likes getting blown on to get his attention?

[Last Lines]

Shego:
So tell me again, how much are you worth?

Martin Smarty:
Billions!

Shego:
That's a mad grip. I could get used to this. How much real estate?

Martin Smarty:
Including tropical islands?

Shego:
I am so retired right now.

[Artie enters.]

Artie Smarty:
Hi, Dad. Hi, New Mom.

Shego:
[gets up] I am so out of here.

Hana Stoppable:
[Repeated words] Page/Brother

Ron:
I see, yes, yes, interesting. Well, if I had known I was supposed to be teaching her ninja skills, I would have, like, oh I don't know, TAUGHT HER SOME NINJA SKILLS!!! AAGGHH!!!

Monkey Fist:
[to monkey with camera] Oh, that last mission was a failure! I told you scrapbooking the incident wouldn't make me feel better!

Yono the Destroyer:
I AM YONO!

Monkey Fist:
The Destroyer? Really?

Yono:
(crosses his arms) Word.

Monkey Fist:
So, you claim to be the great Destroyer?

Yono:
What part of "YONO THE DESTROYER!" confuses you?

Monkey Fist:
The short part. (gestures for his monkey ninjas to attack)

(after Yono defeats his ninjas, Monkey Fist confronts him)

Monkey Fist:
Ah, ah, ah! This time, without the cheap light show.

Yono:
So it shall be. No flash... just crash!

Drakken:
You used to think you were all that, but you don't remember the 'all that-ness' that you used to think that you were then... but not now..."

Shego:
...Y-yeah, just stop.

Ron:
Morning Mr. Dr. P, Mrs. Dr. P. So any progress?

Mrs. Possible:
Good news! Most of Kim's basic memory has been restored.

Mr. Possible:
But there was little mix up with the dish washer and bathtub this morning.

Mrs. Possible:
Worked out fine. Kimmie and the dishes all got clean.

Ron:
Uh... but what about-

Mr. Possible:
Don't worry. The forks and knives were in the faced down position.

Kim:
Hi Rob!

Ron:
Ron.

Kim:
Ugh! Right! Right! [Hits herself on the head]

Ron:
It's O.K., it's O.K. It'll come back. So you know who I am?

Kim:
Of course I do. You're my best friend.

Kim:
Are you hitting on me?

Ron:
Uh, Kim, we are dating. I'm your boyfriend. We do everything together.

Ron:
[happy and relieved] Yes! O.K. we are back on track. Ugh, talk about a relief.

Mrs. Possible:
Oh Ron, one thing-

Ron:
[pushing Kim towards his motor bike] No, not to worry, I'll have KP back in time for dinner. After school, I'll give her a refresher around Middleton. It'll be like a second first date. [nudges Kim]

Kim:
Are you hitting on me?

Ron:
Uh, Kim, we are dating. I'm your boyfriend. We do everything together.

Kim:
You? Boyfriend? [snickers, then] Oh... wait you're serious?

Ron:
Oh-ho, that wasn't painful at all. [snaps his fingers and Rufus gives Ron the bouquet of flowers Ron bought for Kim] Serious, see no see what I just did there [ presents Kim with the flowers] It's boyfriend stuff. So, do you remember now?

Kim:
No, but thanks for the salad [ thinking the bouquet is a salad, Kim eats it]

Ron:
But, no. See those... huh O.K. well, technically it's in the salad family. [sighs disappointingly] Come on.

Kim:
Bye Mom, bye Dad. Rockets are Go!

Kim:
Good plan, but that's not why I gave you the belt. [Gasps, remembers all the times Ron lost his pants]

Kim:
I remember, I remember! I gave you the belt for our half-i-versary.

Ron:
Yeah, I still don't get what exactly that is.

Kim:
Ron, I remember that you're my boyfriend and that I think I love you.

Ron:
For real?

Kim:
For real. [she hugs him]

Ron:
Now, THIS is a memory.

Monique:
Back off, Bonnie! In case you didn't notice, now Kim is the one dating the star of the football team.

Kim:
That's not important to me, Monique... although Ron has broken more school records than Brick ever did.

Bonnie:
[sulking] Brick... if he had just flunked senior year one more time, he'd be here to rule at my side.

[Kim catches Bonnie kissing Ron.]

Kim:
WHAT-IS-THE-SITCH?

Bonnie:
(crying and wailing)

Ron:
Um, I don't speak hysteric.

Bonnie:
(continues crying and wailing)

Kim:
Brick broke up with you?

Ron:
How do you know what she's saying?

Kim:
It's a girl thing.

Bonnie:
I don't do pathetic!

Ron:
(under his breath) Well, you could have fooled me...

Ron:
Uh, Bonnie? This is the part of sneaking in that we like to call "quiet time."

(after opening the pet carrier and finding Debutante instead of Rufus)

Ron:
Oh, this is bad.

Kim:
Not entirely. I think Camille will be much easier to track down now.

Ron:
How can you tell?

(In the distance, Camille shrieks at finding Rufus in her pet carrier)

Ron:
Ten miles away?

Kim:
Twelve, tops.

Kim:
Hurry Ron, "baby" and "missing" are a bad combination.

Ron:
Right with ya, KP.

Kim:
Wade, need a DNA scan of the baby's hair… then an ultraviolet sweep of the nursery. Ron?

Ron:
Look, I spelled Rufus.

Mother:
Kim Possible, thank goodness you're here.

Kim:
We came as soon as we heard your baby was… right there in your arms?

Father:
It's not our baby that's missing.

Mother:
No, it's her… her…

Father:
Paccie.

Kim:
You called us for a missing pacifier?

Ron:
Can't you just buy a new one?

Kim:
What up, Wade?

Wade:
Something seriously weird.

Kim:
Let me guess, a worldwide wave of stolen pacifiers?

Wade:
Yeah! How did you know?

Kim:
Just a hunch.

Mother:
Whoever did this…? I said whoever did this left a note.

Ron:
O-oh look, ransom is spelled out "little booties". O-oh, that's adorable, and- (sneezes) Dusty.

Kim:
Not dust, baby powder.

Wade:
Scan complete, Kim, and we're looking at rare baby talc, manufactured in the tiny English village of Sheershimsheer. Well, it used to be.

Kim:
Not anymore?

Wade:
The baby powder factory has been closed for years.

Ron:
Uh, sounds dead-endish.

Wade:
Maybe not, look at this. Sheershimsheer is also the home of a nanny-training academy. Oh wait, also closed.

Ron:
That's double dead-endish.

Rufus:
Yeah.

Kim:
It's the only lead we got, better check it out.

(at the factory)

Ron:
Okay, the creepy factor's in serious over "freak" here.

Rufus:
O-o-o-oh.

Kim:
It's just an old house, it's not haunted.

Ron:
AAH! It's a zombie!

Old Lady:
May I help you?

Kim:
(To Ron) Not a Zombie… (To Old Lady) Hi, we're looking for Nanny Maim.

Old Lady:
I am she.

Kim:
I'm Kim Possible, and this is Ron Stoppable.

Ron:
Hey.

Nanny Maim:
Hay is for horses, young man, and do stand up straight. Your posture is atrocious.

Ron:
Yes, Ma'am.

Kim:
We were hoping to find out about your nanny academy.

Nanny Maim:
Deary, there hasn't been an academy here for years. No one needs nannies anymore. At least, not nannies who know how to handle unruly children.

Kim:
It's just that we have some questions about the baby powder that used to be manufactured here.

Nanny Maim:
Ohh, perhaps I can help you with that.

Kim:
Really?

Nanny Maim:
Yes. I would suggest you take your questions and… go elsewhere.

Kim and Ron:
Huh?

Kim:
Let's see if the other locals are friendlier.

Ron:
Uh, I'd settle for "not as bone chillingly eerie."

Bartender:
Welcome to the Cow and Cone. 'Ave a pint. Would it be a 'and scoop or soft-served?

Ron:
Well, uh I'm a scoop guy myself, pistachio please.

Rufus:
Me, too.

Bartender:
And 'ow about you miss, what would you like?

Kim:
Information.

Bartender:
Certainly, 'appy to 'elp.

Kim:
It's about the nanny academy.

Bartender:
Well it was an academy right now. Lovely old place it was.

Kim:
What happened?

Bartender:
(sighs) Times miss, same as the rest of Sheershimsheer. First the baby powder plant closed, then people stopped hirin' nannies.

Ron:
And that's when they went into the zombie business, right?

Rufus:
O-o-oh.

Bartender:
What's he on about?

Kim:
What about the old woman we spoke to there?

Bartender:
You spoke to… uh, Nanny Maim? Oh, ah... you needn't worry a tick about her. She's a lovely woman, that one. Salt of the earth.

Woman:
A heart of gold, she has.

Man:
They don't make 'em like her anymore.

Ron:
Why would they want to?

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:
Ron, infiltrating, no crunch zone.

Ron:
Right. (munches) Whoa, there's chocolate at the bottom, heh-heh...

Kim:
(sighs) Wade, what have you got?

Wade:
Nothing I can put my finger on. Infrared shows something in there is using a lot of power, but I have no idea what.

Ron:
Kim, don't look. This is possibly the sickest thing I've ever seen.

Kim:
Sicker then the time you put Diablo sauce on pancakes?

Ron:
MUCH!

Kim:
Ohh, captured by babies. This is a new personal low.

Ron:
You gotta admit they were cute... until they kicked our butts.

(one of the babies blows a raspberry at them)

Nanny Maim:
Apparently, during your last visit, I did not make myself clear.

Kim:
Oh, it's very clear. You're creating an army of super babies, and using them to steal pacifiers.

Ron:
Ok, now see I was thinking that but when you said it out loud, I-it sounded silly.

Kim:
I know.

Nanny Maim:
(tsking) So very naughty, trying to muck up Nanny Maim's plans like this. (sips tea) Hmmmm, what to do?

Kim:
You could tell us what this is all about. That's sort of traditional in situations like this.

Nanny Maim:
Well deary, back in the day I trained the sternest nannies the world has ever seen, but times changed. A stern nanny was no longer the fashion. Fewer and fewer of my graduates were hired. Finally, nanny had to close her lovely academy for good.

Kim:
So, this is about revenge?

Nanny Maim:
Do not interrupt, that is quite rude. Nanny Maim realized you could make more money making children unhappy, then she could making them happy.

Ron:
Hey, what's more traditional than greed?

Kim:
And the, um, hench-babies?

Nanny Maim:
These little dears? They show just what traditional Nanning and firm discipline can accomplish. Also, feeding full-size henchmen gets a bit pricey.

Ron:
Cheap, that's traditional too.

Kim:
The good guys getting free while the bad guy explains the plan… also traditional.

Ron:
Ron Stoppable is more than a match for any baby! I got a little sis myself, so bring it on...! Waaaaa, blah no, I meant one at a time! AHHHH...!

Ron:
Oh, glad that's over.

Kim:
Um, it's not quite over. How many times did you go through that machine?

Ron:
Well I lost count, why?(Wearing a diaper) Oh, you know I find the giant diaper a delightful change of pace.

Kim:
Okay, future. I'm ready for anything you can throw at me.

Ron:
After grad you're - you're heading to the stars, and, um...

Kim:
Ron... what?

Ron:
I'm stuck on Earth, but I don't want to hold you back, so whatever happens... I'm okay with it...

Kim:
So, payback's the sitch.

(Shego and Kim are knocked out by Warhok and Warmonga, leaving only Ron)

Sensei:
Summon the Mystical Monkey Power.

Ron:
Sensei?

Warhok:
(holding Kim) Come Warmonga, we will take her as a trophy, she will look handsome beside your Thorgogle spine.

Sensei:
(appearing behind Ron) You are the Monkey Master.

Ron:
I am?!

Sensei:
Hm. This is your destiny. You are ready.

Ron:
I am. Hey Warhok!

(Ron attacks Warhok using his Mystical Monkey Powers. Warhok is no match for him)

Sensei:
His Monkey Power is strong. Booya!

(While a shocked Kim and Shego watch, Ron beats up Warhok and Warmonga, even levitating at one point before finally throwing them into the air)

Warmonga:
Frackel!

(Warmonga and Warhok crash into their ship which explodes, killing them. Ron lands in front of a completly speechless Kim and powers down before hugging her. Drakken arrives and looks around confused)

Drakken:
Huh? What happened? What'd I miss.

Shego:
I don't know but I think the sidekick just stepped up... monkey style!

Drakken:
Monkey style? What's that?

Shego:
You had to be here.

(Shego and Warmonga charge each other)

Warmonga:
For Lorwardia!

Shego:
Forget it!

(Shego cuts Warmonga's speeder in half with her powers, sending her down into the vines where she gets tangled)

Kim:
This is good.

Drakken:
What part of being held prisoner aboard an alien spaceship is good?

Kim:
They're not paying attention to us. They think we're trapped.

Drakken:
Aren't we?

Kim:
Not for long!

(pause)

Drakken:
Grrr! I find your youthful optimism irritating.

Sensei:
His monkey power is strong, boo-yah...

[Ron is having a hard time flying due to having Drakken on his back]

Ron:
The piggyback thing really drags down my coolness.

Drakken:
Well, pardon me. Not all of us have the power of flight.

Ron:
Oh, complain, complain. You know, when life gives you lemons...

Drakken:
I COMPLAIN ABOUT THE LEMONS!

Ron:
Dude, you okay?

Shego:
Dr. D...?

Drakken:
neh... uh... My mind... it's racing... it's uncanny... I see every detail...

Kim:
Of what?

Drakken:
My greatest plan ever!

Ron:
To save the world?

[Pause.]

Drakken:
Do NOT make me say those words!

[Drakken believes Kim has been vaporized]

Drakken:
You... were a worthy foe. You were indeed "all that." Farewell... Kim Possible!

[Kim appears behind him, tying her graduation sash around her waist]

Kim:
Hello, Drakken!

Shego:
Okay, Where's Miss Priss?

(Ron and Mr. Possible point at the sky.)

Shego:
Great I was banking on Kimmie to do her save the world thing.

Ron:
Where's Drakken?

Shego:
(points to sky, in depressed voice) See previous.

(Approaching the Lowardian mothership)

Shego:
All right, we need to figure a way in

Ron:
Easy, Look for the garbage hatch

Shego:
(sarcastic) Oh yeah, I'm sure they have a garba- (sees garbage hatch) en!

Ron:
And the first Booyah in space, A-BOOYAH!

Shego:
(About to fly through the garbage) Hold on (Ron grabs her) Not to me!

Warmonga:
She is the Blue Imposter's Battle-Mate.

Shego:
Whoa, whoa, whoa! The two teens are a "thing", but there is nothing going on between me and Doctor D.!

Kim:
Nothing?

Shego:
NOTHING!

Warmonga:
then why were you so threatened by my arrival?

Shego:
Well, I don't know, could it be because you're nine feet tall?

Warhok:
Denial. It's more than just a river on the planet which we now control.

Ron:
(Talking to Kim) This whole thing has shown me that I- I can't live without you.

Drakken:
Wait. What happened? What did I miss?

Shego:
I don't know. But I think the sidekick just stepped up... monkey style.

Drakken:
Monkey style? What's that?

Shego:
You had to be here.

Kim:
I told you Graduation wasn't the end of the world...

[Kim & Ron kiss passionately]

[Last lines of the series]

Dementor:
You must admit, that it is exquisitely amusing.

Drakken:
Okay, Dementor, I'd really rather not talk about it!

Dementor:
But the irony! As a mad scientist you have been a total failure your entire career...

Drakken:
New topic, please!

Dementor:
Okay, okay. Why the blue skin?

Drakken:
Glad you asked! Funny story - not funny "ha-ha." It was a Tuesday...

Kim:
Just getting started.

Dementor:
Hold on! Time out! You have a battle-suit!? When did you this suit with the power?

Ron:
It's relatively new.

Kim:
And indestructible. So if you wanna just give up now...?

Dementor:
Ha! You help your so-called boyfriend while I help myself to escape!

Ron:
Wait, wait, it's not what you think!

Kim:
Oh, so you're not a cheater, a liar and a thief!?

Ron:
Okay, it is what you think. But Kim, I had to do it! I couldn't risk losing you!

Kim:
What are you talking about? You weren't going to lose me!

Ron:
Kim, I heard you talking to Monique. You agreed with Bonnie about dating jocks. You said that trading up was the only option.

Kim:
What!? Uh, Ron, I was talking about Monique's cellphone.

Ron:
Oh! She's got that new one like Bonnie's. That's a nice phone.

Kim:
Uh-huh!

Ron:
So you weren't gonna...?

Kim:
Trade up my BF? Ron, I don't care about dating a jock. I care about dating you, Ron Stoppable, no matter who he is – as long as he's honest.

Ron:
[uncontrollably grabs Kim and starts swinging her around] I'm sorry, Kim. I never meant to hurt you

Dementor:
Not yet! [pushes the lever, causing Ron to throw Kim into the soda machine]

Ron:
No, no! It's not me! It's your battlesuit! Oh, KP, our first fight!

[Kim leaps onto the stage to stop Junior.]

'Junior':
Oh, Kim Possible!

'Kim':
Hello, Junior.

'Junior':
Are you not falling in love with my beautiful voice and freshly funky moves?

'Kim':
Mmm, not so much.

[Unfortunately for Kim, Señor Senior sneaks up from behind her and unplugs her ears. Kim becomes affected by the cupid-ray and falls in love with Junior]

Kim":
(squeals and laughs) Junior! Will you be my valentine?

Junior:
I'm expecting a lot of offers this year, but I will think on it.

[Junior is singing and Kim is hugging him]

Junior:
You must pay the door--

Ron:
Give me back my girlfriend!

[Junior sees Ron disguised as a girl. He rips off his wig. Junior giggles]

Ron:
Dude, what is so funny?

Junior:
(laughs) I thought you were a lady.

Ron:
Well, you are no gentleman.

[Kim is walking, when Ron and the tweebs arrive in her car. She enters, with an annoyed face]

Kim:
No mocking the hair!

Ron:
Are you kidding? I know the basic boyfriend rules, Kim. Your new haircut is fabulous and those slacks are very flattering.

Kim:
Thanks for the sensitivity.

Kim:
I stick with what works.

Shego:
Yeah. Season after season after season.

Drakken:
[standing by the door, raising a baseball bat to strike; through a clenched jaw] Where is that Kim Possible?! My arms and jaw are killing me!

Shego:
Don't you hate it when heroes show up late? It's just so rude.

Ron:
I told you! I came alone. KP doesn't know I'm here.

Drakken:
You know what, I'm beginning to think he came alone and that Kim Possible doesn't know he's here.

Ron:
Yeah, okay, never went to college, did he?

Shego:
Reject!

Drakken:
Dropout, Shego! For the last time, they let me in, I just... [grunts] Without Kim possible, there's no one to stop me from launching my greatest invention.

Shego:
We know, the intercontinental dooey-ma-jigy.

Drakken:
Intercontinental electro-magnetiziser, Shego!

Ron:
I'm telling you, Kim. Actuarilly speaking, you should've been toast in tenth grade.

Kim:
Yet, here I am.

Ron:
Oh, would you mind moving over a lane? We're 8 percent less likely to get into a bone-mangling accident.

Kim:
And you are fifty percent more likely not to tick off your girlfriend, if you are hundred percent less annoying.

Ron:
Well, that doesn't make any sense. Where did you get your numbers? [Kim grunts] Look, KP. I just wanna keep you safe. Because if you got hurt... It's too big a loss to compute.

Kim:
[so happy she's close to tears] That's the most weirdly romantic thing you've ever said to me!

[Kim catches Bonnie kissing Ron.]

Kim:
WHAT-IS-THE-SITCH?!

Ron:
Hey, I was the kissee here, not the kisser!

Kim:
No kidding! It took you twelve stinkin' years to kiss me!