All Grown Up!

(Angelica is shoe shopping with Harold) Angelica: (struggling to fit into a pair of high heels) Ow! Ow! Ow! These...things...look good! Harold, what do you think? Harold: I'm a size forty-five in Europe!

(the mall reopens when Tommy is about to pull the fire alarm) Dil: Woah. Phil: How'd that happen? Tommy: I have no idea. Chuckie: (sarcasm) Whew! That was a close one. I guess we can leave now. Tommy: (sarcasm) It wouldn't be right playing all the free games. Phil: (sarcasm) Or eating all the free food. Lil: (sarcasm) Well, let's go. Harold: Are you people crazy?!

(Susie and Angelica are counting money for charity) Susie: Thirteen dollars, fifty-seven cents. How'd you do? Angelica: (counting) Ten, eleven...six hundred forty-three dollars and one certified check. Susie: How'd you do that?! Angelica: It's nothin'! You should've seen me on my magazine drive. I had a nun in tears!

Harold: Angelica, before I go, I want you to have something to remember me by. Angelica: Your retainer? Yuck! (throws it away) Now you have something to remember me by: an overbite. Harold: (swooning) Oh, Angelica!

Flynn: You missed a spot. Cliff: We're not really janitors, nimrod. Flynn: Oh, right. You could still take a little pride in your work.

Chuckie: Why is it that the guys with the glasses and the swollen adenoids always get picked on?

Kimi: I think I'm coming down with a case of "malleria."

Lil: Brilliant, Phil. Suggesting that stupid movie. Phil: Since when do you listen to me? I'm a moron.

Chuckie: The future is now.