Kim: This is what happens when a rocket scientist and a brain surgeon reproduce.
Ron: Camp Wannaweep. The worst summer of my life.
Kim: I know, I know... the ticks, the poison ivy, the toxic lake, your mom stopped accepting your phone calls.
Ron: Yeah... you know, all that stuff was bad, KP, but you know what was worse? Spending a whole summer away from you.
Dr. Possible: Kimmie needs our help.
Dr. Ann Possible: Okay, we're talking about giant robots, here.
Dr. Possible: Giant cybertronic robots.
Jim Possible: Giant cybertronic robots armed with state-of-the-art weapons.
Tim Possible: Aww, Kim doesn't stand a chance.
Dr. Possible: Boys, how many times have I told you? Anything's possible, for a Possible.
Shego: You know what I really hate?
Kim: When someone kidnaps your boyfriend?
Shego: When someone doesn't know when to give up.
Ron: So, what's the plan?
Kim: Ron, I... I got nothing.
Ron: That's my line, and what's worse, that's quitter talk.
Kim: Drakken finally won. I should've stuck to babysitting.
Ron: All right, KP, this pity fiesta is over! Drakken has not won, he played you! Now it's payback time.
Ninja: It's... impossible.
Kim: No, but real close.
Ron: I dunno, something's different there now. Who am I kidding? Something has been there all the time. Well I think there's something there, does she?
Kim: Monique, you were totally right.
Monique: I know... What was I right about?
Kim: The Bonnie problem. Non-issue. Who cares about "the food chain?" Ron and I are cool.
Monique: Stand by your Ron.
Eric: Nice try, loser. Oh and by the way, a naked mole rat is not cool, it's gross.
Ron: Don't be dissing the Rufus.
Ron: Naked mole rat. Weird enough for ya?
