Pleakley: I think Lilo has learned the importance of being clean. But not too clean! Not overly obsessively clean like some people.
Nani: What are you, an after school special?
Lilo: I hope our new planet will have this many stars. And a beach with rockin' waves. And fish that eat peanut butter sandwiches.
Jumba: Good news, Pleakley, you're not sick.
Pleakley: Thank goodness.
Jumba: You just have a genetic experiment inside you that we need to get out.
Pleakley: Un-thank goodness.
Jumba: Ha! The bigger they are, the more their landing.
Pleakley: Or, something very close to that.
Mertle Edmonds: How could she win? She's so weird, and I'm so normal.
625: I think I've figured out your problem.
Gantu: Really? What is it?
625: Simple. You're a pathetic loser.
Jumba: Once he even sold my wife for 10 Kweltikwans.
Lilo: That is evil.
Jumba: Yes, but it was smart. She was only worth 5.
Pleakley: I am now going to make the lighthouse disappear... How you ask? I have absolutely no idea.
Pleakley: Jumba, you're messing up my decorative orbs.
Jumba: Well, you are standing in two of my eyes.
Lilo: We need alien geniuses on our team.
Jumba: Then why do we have Pleakley?
Pleakley: HEY.
Stitch: Ohana.
Lilo: Ohana means family. Family means leave ME alone while I practice MY hula dance.
Jumba: Little girl! 626.
Tiffany: You know these two?
Jumba: Yes.
Pleakley: No.
Tiffany: Well, which is it?
Jumba: Erm... what was the question again?
Jumba: Two experiments are about to engage in epic battle and I forgot to bring camera.
Hämsterviel: Well? Where is my big bug?
Gantu: I'm afraid the little girl and the abomination.
Hämsterviel: Again? You, with your stomping feet and shooting blasters, cannot get ONE experiment from A little girl? Tell me how lame you are! tell ME.
625: Oh, there's no right answer to that. I'd put it around the "S"s, between "shockingly lame" and "stunningly lame."
Pleakley: Who knew Armageddon could be so barbecue-tasty.
Lilo: I can't dance... not without Stitch.
