Frozone: Where's my super suit?
Frozone: Where is my super suit?
Honey: I uh - put it away.
Honey: Why do you need to know?
Frozone: I need it!
Honey: Nuh uh! Don't you think about running off to do some derrin' do! We've been planning this dinner for two months!
Frozone: The public is in danger!
Honey: My evening's in danger!
Frozone: You tell me where my suit is woman! We are talking the greater good!
Honey: I am your wife! I am the greatest 'good' you are ever gonna get.
Edna Mode: This is a hobo suit, darling, you can't be seen in it, I won't allow it! Years ago maybe, but now? Pheh!
Bob Parr: What do you mean? You designed it!
Edna Mode: I never look back, darling, it distracts from the now.
Bob Parr: You can't run out of ice! I thought you could take the water out of the air!
Frozone: There IS no water in this air! What's your excuse, you've run out of muscle?
Bob Parr: I can't just go smashing through walls, the building getting weaker by the second, it's going to fall on top of us!
Frozone: I wanted to go bowling!
Syndrome: See, now you respect me, because I'm a threat. That's the way it works. There are cities, whole countries who want respect, and they will pay through the nose to get it. How do you think I got rich? I've created weapons, and now I have a weapon only I can defeat, and when I unleash into the...you sly dog! You got me monologuing!
Helen Parr: Now I'm losing him.
Edna Mode: What are you talking about? You are Elastigirl, my god, pull yourself together! What is this, some sort of question? He has reminded you he is Mr. Incredible, and you will remind him who you are! So, you need to fight, then go, fight, win! And call me when you get back, darling, because I love frequent visits.
Violet Parr: We act normal Mom, but I want to be normal. The only normal one is Jack-Jack, and he's not even toilet trained!
Syndrome: You sir truly are Mr. Incredible. I mean, I was right to idolize you. I knew you were tough, but tricking the probe by hiding under the bones of another super? Oh man, I'm still geeking out about it!
Helen Parr: Everyone is special, Dash.
Dash Parr: Which is another way of saying no one is.
Edna Mode: It is completely bulletproof and machine washable, darling, that's a new feature.
News Lady: It is time for their secret identities to become their only identities. It's time for them to join us, or go away.
Bob Parr: You're the best of the best, E!
Edna Mode: Yes, I know, darling, I know.
Syndrome: And when everyone's super, no one will be.
Syndrome: You took away my future, I'm simply returning the favor. Oh, don't worry, I'll be a good mentor. Supporting, encouraging, everything you weren't. And in time, who knows? He might make a good sidekick.
The Underminer: Behold, the Underminer! I am always beneath you, but nothing is beneath me!
Dash: Are we there yet?
Bob: We'll get there when we get there!