Narrator: North, East, South, or the wild West, break the law and you'll be corraled by The Impossibles, secret fighters for justice.
Multi Man: (talking to cactus indians) Wait! No shoot'um us, shoot'um him. Him General Custer!
Billy: Oh, that's a big fib.
Billy: Dangbust your gallblanged hides! Just for that I'm a'callin for an indian attack!
(he summons cactus that act like indians)
Coil Man: Jumpin' Geronimo!
Fluid Man: Cactus indians!
Billy: Dangbust it! I want to rob the mint and those critters won't let me!
Coil Man: Give up, you old gallote.
Fluid Man: It's the end of the trail.
Multi Man: And besides, you're under arrest!
Billy: Dangbust it! They're throwin me off my mint robbin' schedule!
Coil Man: (grabs Billy's rocket) Sorry, no riders allowed.
Billy: Just for that my lunar lariat's taken you to the moon.
(he lassos Coil Man)
Coil Man: Holy horrendous! I've been lunar lassoed!
Billy: Dangbust their hides! They come back!
Coil Man: We've been bushwhacked!
(the car starts spinning)
Fluid Man: And the car's gone plumb loco!
Coil Man: Halt, you misguided missile!