Smogula: Hey! Where did he go? All I see is that itty bitty cloud.
Fluid Man: (laughs) With a fistful of silver lining! (socks Smogula)
Coil Man: I warned you, Smaogula! Spring is here! (springs forward toward Smogula)
Smogula: And a hurricane to greet it. (fires hurricane like winds from his weather gun stopping Coil Man)
The Mayor: Rally ho! We're saved!
Smogula: Oh no, you're not! I'll get rid of them with my giant sized hail stone shish-ka-barrage. (fires hailstones at Coil Man)
Coil Man: Keep 'er on course, Multi. I'll get it. (catches the hailstones in his coils and throws them back at Smogula) Many happy returns!
Coil Man: All right, Smogula. Better surrender, you're up against The Impossibles!
Smogula: You're right, you are impossible. I thought I put you on ice.
Smogula: Care for some ice? (fires an ice ray at The Impossibles freezing them in a block of ice)
Multi Man: Sizzling stereos! We've been put on ice!
Smogula: I, Smogula the invincible, know that behind that singing group facade, The Impossibles are secret fighters for justice.