The older armored car guard's eyes and eyebrows disappear for a second.
Coil Man: It's a whale of a day for water sports! Eh, Spraysol?
(Spraysol is riding on top of the water being blown out of a whale's blow hole)
Fluid Man: And now it's time to turn the tide in our favor. (changes to water form and creates a large wave)
Spraysol: Yikes! A tidal wave! I'll be wiped out!
Fluid Man: Surfs up, Spraysol! (hits him with the wave)
Spraysol: You muzzled my nozzle, but I've still got my jet pack and the top secret secret. Aloha you impossible pests!
Coil Man: I'm plugging up your nozzle with your own glue.
Spraysol: A Maplelock! You've really gummed up the works.
Spraysol: You Impossibles really know how to hurt a guy, but my flame spray will cook your goose.
(Coil Man is stuck in a strawberry preserve goo)
Coil Man: Okay, Flui. How about helping me out of a sticky situation?
Fluid Man: Always glad to help a friend out of a jam, Coily.
Multi Man: There goes that misty monster, Spraysol!
Narrator: And, rising to the occasion, our three mop-top teen toppers become our three top teen crime stoppers.
Big D: Sorry to strike a sour note boys, but our old friend, The Scheming Spraysol, just made off with a secret secret government secret.
Multi Man: Answer the guitar, Flui.
Fluid Man: Oh oh, it's Big D.
Coil Man: There goes our vacation.
(The Impossibles pull over to get a better look at the Washington Monument)
Coil Man: Gee, that's funny.
Fluid Man: What's so funny about the Washington Monument, Coily?
Coil Man: It doesn't look a bit like him.
Fluid Man: Oh brother.