Invader Zim

Zim: At the end of this worm-hole is: A ROOM WITH A MOOSE!

Dib: (points at dog) Look at that dog. That dog's gone by four, maybe five times already. Schoolgirl: What's wrong with the dog? Chunk: Yeah, I like the dog.

Gir: Where are my walnuts!?

Zim: Forgive me, Ms. Bitters, but I have a mighty need to use the restroom once again. Ms. Bitters: All right, but this is your last one for the rest of the school year.

Zim: Prepare your bladder for imminent release! Dib: Nuh-uh! (Things shoot out of the ship) Dib: Are those walnuts? Gir: My walnuts!

Zim: One worm hole would've sent you into a world of pure itching. (Zim pulls up some images of hairy germs) Zim: You know, you can't tell on the monitor but that stuff's really itchy!

Zim (referring to worm holes): Another would have sent you to a place of pure dookie!

(The bus driver's head goes up and opens, revealing a monitor with Zim communicating through it) Zim: Hello, Dib! (Dib stands up, a strand of hair falls in front of his face and his eye begins to twitch)

Ms Bitters: Now, take out your textbook and study the copyright information. You will be quizzed on it.

Zim: And now, Dib, I leave you to your... Gir: Moosey fate, say moosey fate! Zim: Your moosey fate... (Gir begins to laugh)

Dib: Who takes three hours to go to the bathroom before lunch, Zim? Zim: Nonsense! I had much to do, so much!

Gir: All the children will be going to a place made entirely of food, I like food!