The Powerpuff Girls

Bubbles: 27 divided to 27 leaves 1.

Bossman: Wow! It divided, and so it... multiplied.

Slim: Why don't you go? You're the bossman. Bossman: Huh? I can't go. I'm the getaway driver. Slim: But you don't have a car.

Narrator: The city of Townsville, where the most dastardly, most vile, most crooked degenerates plot their most wicked schemes... or not.

Mayor: Wah! Mayor too high! Mayor wants to get down! Mayor wants to get down! Narrator: Aw, quiet, you big baby. Narrator wanna say: So, once again, the day is saved, thanks to... the Powerpuff Girls!

Mayor: Well, I no likey, and I no likey all these big, mean, hard, pointy buildings, either. They give me boo-boos and ouchies. You know, this town should be made of softer, nicer buildings! Blossom: Mayor, there won't be any town left if you don't come back to the Professor's lab with us and take some Antidote "X." Mayor: But I don't want to take no animo "X"! (Runs off crying)

Professor Utonium: Have you no shame? A grown man your age gallivanting around like a little child not doing what you're told! "Mayor want this. Mayor want that." You, Mr. Mayor, are nothing but a baby. A big, big, big baby. Mayor: Wah! Don't say that! (Runs off crying)

Mayor: Is it done yet? Professor Utonium: No. Mayor: How about now? Professor Utonium: No. Mayor: Now? Professor Utonium: No. Mayor: Now it's done, right? Professor Utonium: No, no, no, it's not done.

Mayor: MAYOR WANT CHERRY!!! MAYOR WANT CHERRY!!!!

Bubbles: Well, I like math. The number 2 looks like a swan. La la la la la la, Mr. Swan, la la la la la...

Bubbles: Lookit. The number 8 can also be... a pair of glasses! I can see 8 times better now.