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The Incredibles

2004 American computer-animated superhero film

The Incredibles is a 2004 Academy Award-winning computer animated feature film in which, while trying to lead a quiet suburban life, a family of undercover superheroes are forced into action to save the world. Incredibles 2 was a sequel in 2018.

Save the day.
Directed and written by Brad Bird.
Save The Day.taglines

Bob Parr / Mr. Incredible edit

 
No matter how many times you save the world, it always manages to get back in jeopardy again. Sometimes I just want it to stay saved!! You know?! For a little bit. I feel like the maid: "I just cleaned up this mess! Can we keep it clean for, for 10 minutes?! Please?!"
  • Every superhero has a secret identity. I don't know a single one who doesn't. I mean, who wants the pressure of being super all the time?
  • No matter how many times you save the world, it always manages to get back in jeopardy again. Sometimes I just want it to stay saved!! You know?! For a little bit. I feel like the maid: "I just cleaned up this mess! Can we keep it clean for, for 10 minutes?! Please?!"
  • Sometimes, I think I just like the simple life, you know, relax a little and raise a family.

Helen Parr / Elastigirl edit

  • Of course I have a secret identity. [about her super-suit] Can you see me in this at the supermarket? Come on! Who did wanna go shopping as Elastigirl? You know what I mean?
  • Brace yourselves! Everybody calm down! Now, I will tell you what we are not going to do. We're not gonna panic, and we're not gonna... LOOK OUT!
  • Settle down? Are you kidding? I'm at the top of my game! I'm right up there with the big dogs! Girls, come on. Leave the saving of the world to the men? I don't think so! I don't think so.
  • Remember the bad guys on those shows you used to watch on Saturday mornings? Well, these guys are not like those guys. They won't exercise restraint because you're children. They will kill you if they get the chance. Do not give them that chance.

Lucius Best/Frozone edit

  • Super-ladies, they're always trying to tell you their secret identity. [whispers] Think it'll strengthen the relationship or something like that. I say, "Girl, I don't wanna know about your mild-mannered alter ego or anything like that." I mean, you tell me you're, uh, super-mega-ultra-lightning babe? That's all right with me. I'm good. I'm good.
  • I don't see anyone from the old days, Bob. Just you. And we're pushing our luck as it is.
  • It means it's hot! And I'm dehydrated, Bob!
  • There is no water in this air! What's your excuse, run out of muscle?
  • We look like bad guys! Incompetent bad guys!
  • You tell me where my suit is, woman! We are talking about the greater good!
  • Just like old times.

Dash Parr edit

  • [After a huge explosion destroys the Parrs' house] Does this mean we have to move again?

Violet Parr edit

  • I feel different. Is different okay?

Syndrome (Buddy Pine / IncrediBoy) edit

  • [After Elastigirl's plane is destroyed] Ah, you'll get over it. I seem to recall you prefer to work alone.
  • I knew you couldn't do it, even when you have got nothing to lose. You're weak! And I've outgrown you.
  • [has just caught the entire Parr family] What have we here? Matching uniforms? [sees Helen] Oh, no. Elastigirl? You married Elastigirl?! [laughs, then looks at Violet and Dash] And got busy! It's a whole family of Supers! Looks like I've hit the jackpot! [laughs] This is just too good!
  • [freezes the Parr family as they barge into the house while holding a sleeping Jack-Jack; quietly] Shh. The baby is sleeping. [snickers sinisterly] You took away my future. I'm simply returning the favor. Don't worry, I'll be a good mentor. Supportive, encouraging. Everything you weren't! And in time, who knows, he might make a good sidekick.
  • [last words before his death] This isn't the end of it! I will get your son, eventually! I'll get your son! [laughs and gasps as he sees Mr. Incredible hurling his car into the air] Oh, no.

Mirage edit

  • [on message computer] The Supers aren't gone, Mr. Incredible. You're still here. You can still do great things. Or… you can listen to police scanners. Your choice. You have 24 hours to respond. Think about it. [fades out]
  • [about Syndrome] He's attracted to power. So am I. It's a weakness we share.
  • [having had enough of Syndrome's evil after he taunted Mr Incredible with his family's apparent demise] Next time you gamble, bet your own life.

Edna Mode edit

  • I never look back, darling. It distracts from the now!
  • You will show him you remember that he is Mr. Incredible, and you will remind him who you are!
  • Do you remember Thunderhead? Tall, storm powers? Nice man. Good with kids. November 15th of '58! All was well, another day saved, when... his cape snagged on a missile fin.
  • Stratogale! April 23rd, '57! Cape caught in a jet turbine!
  • Meta Man, express elevator! Dynaguy, snag on takeoff! Splashdown, sucked into a vortex!

Underminer edit

  • Behold: The Underminer! I am always beneath you, but nothing is beneath me! I hereby declare war against peace and happiness! Soon, all will tremble before me!

Dialogue edit

Mr. Incredible: Is this on?
Interviewer: That's fine.
Mr. Incredible: [muttering to himself] I can break through walls, I just can't...
Interviewer: That's fine.
Mr. Incredible: I can't get this on.
[He finally gets the clip secured and settles in]
Interviewer: So, Mr. Incredible... do you have a secret identity?
Mr. Incredible: Every superhero has a secret identity. I don't know a single one who doesn't. Who wants the pressure of being super all the time?
[Resume documentary: Another striking, masked superhero, a woman this time. A title identifies her as Elastigirl]
Elastigirl: Of course I have a secret identity. Can you see me in this at the supermarket? Come on. Who'd want to go shopping as Elastigirl, you know what I mean?
Frozone: Super Ladies, they're always trying to tell you their secret identity. Think it'll strengthen the relationship or something like that. I said, "Girl, I don't want to know about your mild-mannered alter ego." or anything like that. I mean, you tell me you're a super-mega-ultra-lightning-babe, that's all right with me. I'm good. I'm good.
Mr. Incredible: No matter how many times you save the world, it always manages to get back in jeopardy again. Sometimes I just want it to stay saved, you know? For a little bit. I feel like the maid. "I just cleaned up this mess. Can we keep it clean for 10 minutes?"
Interviewer: I could get to that point.
Mr. Incredible: "Please?" [laughs, then sighs]
Interviewer: Wait, no, don't get up. We're not finished.
Mr. Incredible: Sometimes I think I'd just like the simple life, you know? Relax a little and raise a family.
Elastigirl: Settle down? Are you kidding? I'm at the top of my game! I'm right up there with the big dogs! Girls, come on. Leave the saving of the world to the men? I don't think so. I don't think so. [fades to black]
[A tiny alarm sounds. Mr. Incredible checks his wristwatch]
Mr. Incredible: Holy smokes, I'm late. Listen, I've gotta be somewhere.
[He signals the Incredi-Bile with a remote. It roars into view, squeals to a stop next to him]
Police Officer #1: What about Bomb Voyage?
Mr. Incredible: Any other night, I'd go after him myself, but I really gotta go. But don't worry. We'll get him! Eventually!
[He fires the afterburners. The cops watch in dismay as the Incredi-Bile roars off. Bob's car pulls up in front, converting back into a sedan. Bob Parr enters, dressed smartly in a tux, fumbling with his tie]
Bob: Hey, is the night still young?
Lucius: You're very late.
Bob: How do I look? Good?
[His best man Lucius stops him before he]
Lucius: Oh, the mask! You still got the mask.
[Best reaches up and pulls off his Mr. Incredible's mask. Bob takes a deep breath and pushes open the chapel doors]
Bob: Showtime!
[Bob stands at the altar with his Helen, who we the bride]
Minister: Robert Parr, will you have this woman to be your lawful wedded wife?
Helen Parr: You're late. When you asked me if I was doing anything later, I didn't realize you'd actually forgotten. I thought it was playful banter.
Bob Parr: It was playful banter.
Helen Parr: Cutting it kinda close, don't ya think?
Bob Parr: You need to be more... flexible.
Helen: I love you, but if we're gonna make this work, you've gotta be more than Mr. Incredible. You know that. Don't you?
Minister: ...so long as you both shall live?
Bob: I do.
Minister: I pronounce this couple husband and wife.
[They kiss, with a superheroes and people cheering]
Helen: As long as we both shall live. No matter what happens.
Bob: Hey, come on. We're superheroes. What could happen?
Newsreel Narrator: In a stunning turn of events, a superhero is being sued for saving someone who, apparently, didn't want to be saved. The plaintiff, Oliver Sansweet, who was foiled in his attempted suicide by Mr. Incredible, has filed suit against the famed superhero in Superior Court.
[Oliver Sansweet's lawyer stands next to him on the crowded front steps, and speaks to a cluster of reporters]
Oliver Sansweet's Lawyer: Mr. Sansweet didn't ask to be saved. Mr. Sansweet didn't want to be saved. And the injuries received from Mr. Incredible's so-called "actions" cause him daily pain.
[The crowd stirs as Mr. Incredible appears and points a threatening finger at Oliver Sansweet]
Mr. Incredible: Hey, I saved your life!
Oliver Sansweet: You didn't save my life, you ruined my death, that's what you did!
Mr. Incredible: Listen, you little piece of...
Mr. Incredible's Lawyer: [cuts him off] My client has no further comment at this time.
[Shots of the train accident scene]
Newsreel Narrator: Five days later, another suit was filed by victims of the el train accident.
[Shots of a courtroom filled with neck-braced train-wreck victims. A lawyer goes through his paces, often gesturing toward a glowering Mr. Incredible]
Newsreel Narrator: Incredible's court losses cost the government millions. And opened the flood gates for dozens of superhero lawsuits the world over.
[A series of spinning newspaper headlines describing the succession of lawsuits brought against Superheroes: "DynaGuy sued!", "'SUPER' DAMAGES!", "X-RAY VISION PEEPING TOM?" Irate Taxpayers demonstrate, waving placards that read: "NO MORE SUPER BAILOUTS!", "$UPER EXPEN$IVE!", etc. A judge addresses his colleagues from the floor of the House of Representatives]
Judge: It is time for their secret identity to become their only identity. Time for them to join us, or go away.
Newsreel Narrator: Under tremendous public pressure, and the crushing financial burden of an ever mounting series of lawsuits, the government quietly initiated the superhero relocation program.
[Superheroes exiting the public stage, as they wave goodbye (ala Nixon), duck into cars in a shower of popping flashbulbs, cheered by supporters, jeered by opponents, etc]
Newsreel Narrator: The supers will be granted amnesty from responsibility for past actions, in exchange for the promise to never again resume hero work. Where are they now?
[A throng of people mill about the city streets in diverse anonymity]
Newsreel Narrator: They are living among us. Average citizens, average heroes. Quietly and anonymously continuing to make the world a better place.
[The music crescendoes as camera lifts up to the horizon and the sun streaming through the clouds]
Mrs. Hogenson: Denied? You're denying my claim?
[Bob was 15 years later, it's none other than Mr. Incredible himself. Mrs. Hogenson sits across from him]
Mrs. Hogenson: I don't understand. I have full coverage.
Bob: I'm sorry, Mrs. Hogenson, but our liability is spelled out in paragraph 17. It states clearly...
Mrs. Hogenson: I can't pay for this.
Bob: [phone rings] Excuse me. Claims, Bob Parr.
[In the kitchen, Helen chats amiably as she bathes her baby Jack-Jack in the sink. Her hairstyle has changed, her hips have widened a little, but Motherhood and little else has changed from her Elastigirl days. A stack of empty moving boxes are stacked haphazardly near the door]
Helen: I'm calling to celebrate a momentous occasion. We're now officially moved in.
Bob: Yeah, well, that's great, honey. In the last three years don't count because...
Helen: Because I finally unpacked the last box. Now, it's official. Ha, ha, ha. Why do we have so much junk?
Bob: Listen, honey, I've got a client.
Helen: Say no more. Go save the world one policy at a time, honey. Oh! I gotta go pick up the kids from school. See you tonight.
Bob: Bye, honey. [hangs up, turns to Mrs. Hogenson] Excuse me. Where were we?
Mrs. Hogenson: [beginning to weep] I'm on a fixed income, and if you can't help me, I don't know what I'll do.
[Bob stares at her, empathizing completely. He stands up and leans out of his cubicle, looks down the hallway in both directions]
Bob Parr: [speaking softly] Alright, listen closely. I'd like to help you, but I can't. [handing her a pad and pencil] I'd like to tell you to take a copy of your policy to Norma Wilcox on... [pointing to pad and paper] Norma Wilcox, W-I-L-C-O-X, on the third floor, but i can't. I also do not advise you to fill out and file a WS2475 form with our legal department on the 2nd floor. I would not expect someone to get back to you quickly to resolve the matter. I'd like to help, but there's nothing I can do.
Bob and Mrs. Hogenson: Oh thank you young man.
Bob: Shh, shh, shh. [shouting loudly] I'M SORRY MA'AM! I KNOW YOU'RE UPSET! [Whispering] Pretend to be upset.
Gilbert Huph: PAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRR!!!!! You authorized payment on the Walker policy?!
Bob Parr: Somebody broke into their house, Mr. Huph. Their policy clearly covers them against...
Gilbert Huph: I don't wanna know about their coverage, Bob! Don't tell me about their coverage! Tell me how you're keeping Insuricare in the black! Tell me how that's possible with you writing checks to every Harry Hardluck and Sally Sobstory THAT GIVES YOU A PHONE CALL! [storms out of Bob's cubicle]
Voice on PA: Morning break is over. Morning break is over.
Principal: I appreciate you coming down here, Mrs. Parr.
[Mrs. Parr looks at Dash]
Helen: What is this about? Has Dash done something wrong?
Bernie: He's a disruptive influence and he openly mocks me in front of the class.
Dash: He says.
Bernie: [to Dash] Look, I know it's you! [to Helen] He puts thumbtacks on my stool.
Helen: You saw him do this?
Bernie: Well, not real… No, actually not.
Helen: Oh. Then, how do you know it was him?
Bernie: I hid a camera. [has the videotape. Dash gasps and looks at Helen, glaring at him] And this time I got him. [the footage shows Bernie heads to his seat and when he's about to sit down, for a couple of frames, Dash is seen running to the seat and back to his desk] See? You see? [Helen and the principal squint in an attempt to try to see it] What, you don't see it? [facepalms, sighs, and rewinds the tape] He moves! RIGHT THERE! [pauses] Wait, wait! Right... there! Right as I'm sitting down! I don't know, I don't know how he does it but there's no tack on my stool before he moves and after he moves there's a tack! Coincidence? I think NOT?!
Principal: Uh, Bernie? [pats his shoulder]
Bernie Kropp: Don't Bernie me. [angrily points to Dash] THIS LITTLE RAT IS GUILTY!!!!!!!
Principal: You and your son can go now, Mrs. Parr, I'm sorry for the trouble.
Bernie Kropp: [last words; turns red in anger] You're letting him go again?! He's guilty! You can see it on his smug little face!! GUILTY, I SAY, GUILTY!!!!!!!!! GUILTY, GUILTY!!!! NO!!!!!
[Dash stares out the window in angry silence, watching the trees go by. Helen looks at him and softens]
Helen: Dash, this is the third time this year you've been sent to the office. We need to find a better outlet. A more... constructive outlet.
Dash: Maybe I could, if you'd let me go out for sports.
Helen: Honey, you know why we can't do that.
Dash: I promise I'll slow up. I'll only be the best by a tiny bit.
Helen: Dashiell Robert Parr, you are an incredibly competitive boy. And a bit of a showoff. The last thing you need is temptation.
Dash: You always say, "Do your best." But you don't really mean it. Why can't I do the best that I can do?
Helen: Right now, honey, the world just wants us to fit in, and to fit in, we just gotta be like everybody else.
Dash: Dad always said our powers were nothing to be ashamed of. Our powers made us special.
Helen: Everyone's special, Dash.
Dash: Which is another way of saying no one is.
[Shy, insecure Violet Parr waits nervously behind a hedge near the front entrance. The bell sounds, signaling the end of the school day. Violet turns toward the door as it swings open, and out steps Tony Rydinger, handsome, confident and crush-worthy. He pauses and is immediately surrounded by friends]
Boy: Hey, Rydinger. Where you headed?
Girl: Hi, Tony.
Tony: Hey.
Boy: Hey, Tony, can I carry your books?
Tony: That's kind of funny.
Boy #1: Hey, Tony, do you play football?
Boy #2: Tony, I thought we were gonna go swimming.
[As Tony descends the steps with his pals, tossing cool nods at flirty girls, he passes by Violet, who peers at him over the top of some bushes. He stops, aware of being watched, and looks back. She's not there. Another angle from the other side of the bush reveals: Violet's clothes hang in mid-air with no head. Tony looks directly at the empty space where Violet's head should be and, seeing nothing, gives up and walks away. Violet's head reappears... blushing. She touches her burning cheeks]
Violet: He looked at me.
[A car horn honks off-screen]
Dash: Come on, Violet!
[Violet hustles across the expansive lawn, through the sea of boys and girls together, to her mother's waiting station wagon. Cars stretch off into infinity, idling and immobile. It's the traffic jam from hell, and right in the middle of it, squeezed into a scruffy car many sizes too small, sits Bob, trying not to be angry. A pleasant, unexceptional home in a neighborhood full of pleasant, unexceptional homes. Bob's car pulls into the driveway, the engine sputtering a long time before finally expiring with a tired gasp. Bob steps out and slips on a skateboard left in the driveway]
Bob: Darn kids. Sitting on the driveway...
[He falls backward, grabbing the roof of the car to steady himself. He pushes the skateboard away, muttering darkly, and notices that he's inadvertently crumpled the roof with his super-grip]
Bob: Oh, great.
[He decides to let it go, pushes the door closed. It won't go. He tries again, a little harder this time. No go. He slams the door closed, shattering the window. Bob loses it. He seizes the car, lifting it overhead as if readying to fling it over the far horizon and stops, a five-year-old neighbor kid on a big wheel tricycle, Rusty McAllister, stares on in shock and awe. Frozen with the car overhead, Bob stares back... then sets his car down on the driveway and eases into his house as if nothing had happened]
Helen: Don't think you avoided talking about your trip to the principal's office, young man. Your father and I are still going to discuss it.
Dash: I'm not the only kid who's been sent to the office, you know.
Helen: Other kids don't have superpowers. Now, it's perfectly normal for to you to—
Violet: Normal? What do you know about "normal"? What does anyone in this family know about "normal"?!
Helen: Now, wait a minute, young lady!
Violet: We act normal, Mom! I wanna be normal! The only one normal is Jack-Jack, and he's not even toilet-trained!
Jack-Jack: [giggles]
Dash: Lucky. [Helen gives him an angry look] I meant about being normal.
[We then find the aforementioned burning building that is completely on fire. The camera then goes inside to find Bob and Lucius rescuing people from the burnage.]
Lucius: Is that everybody?
Bob: Yeah, that's everyone!
[They duck down to avoid some crumbling parts.]
Lucius: It better be.
[He attempts to generate ice to put out the fire, but to no avail, as he's not only dehydrated, but there's also no water in the air.]
Bob: Can't you put this out?
Lucius: I can't lay down a layer thick enough! It's evaporating too fast!
Bob: Well, what's that mean?
Lucius: It means it's hot! And I'm dehydrated, Bob!
Bob: You're out of ice?! You can't run out of ice! I thought you could use the water in the air!
Lucius: There is no water in this air! What's your excuse, run out of muscle?!
Bob: I can't just go smashing through walls! The building's getting weaker by the second! It's gonna come down on top of us!
Lucius: I wanted to go bowling!
[More parts of the building come crumbling down. Bob eventually sees an open path ahead.]
Bob: All right! Stay right on my tail! It's gonna get hot!
[He and Lucius charge through the fire and smash through a wall on the side of the building, and crash through a wall on another building next to the burning building, causing the latter building to collapse, eventually putting out the fire. Bob and Lucius take notice from behind and then see the people they rescued moving and regaining consciousness, much to their relief.]
Bob: [fist bumps with Lucius] Yeah. [He gets up coughing, then realizes that he and Lucius are inside a jewelry store.] Uh-oh. [He unknowingly trips the alarm on accidentally. sarcastically] Oh, good.
[Suddenly, an alarm sounds and the lights turn on, startling the two superheroes.]
Lucius: [groans as he gets up] Oh, no. That ain't right.
[A police officer gets out of his car and sees Bob and Lucius inside the store. Inside, Bob and Lucius get into another argument.]
Lucius: We look like bad guys!
Bob: You can get water out of the air!
Lucius: Incompetent bad guys!
[The police officer breaks in and points his gun at the two Supers.]
Cop: Freeze!
[as the cops burst into the jewelry store where Bob and Lucius are, Lucius noticesreaches for a water cooler to replenish his freezing powers]
Cop: Freeze!
Lucius: I'm thirsty.
[Lucius reaches for a cup of water, which he starts filling]
Cop: I said "freeze"!
Lucius: I'm just getting a drink. [takes the cup to his mouth and drinks]
Cop: Okay, you had your drink! Now, I want you to ---
Lucius: [calmly, as he drops the cup] I know, I know. [directly] Freeze. [freezes the cop]
[More officers rush inside the store.]
Cops: Police officers!
Bob: It's okay, kids. We're just having a discussion.
Violet: Pretty loud discussion.
Bob: Yeah. But that's okay, because what's important is that Mommy and I are always a team. We're always united, against, uh, uh, the forces of, uh--
Helen: Pig-headed-ness?
Bob: Uh, I was gonna say, "Evil".
Helen: We're sorry we woke you. Everything's okay. Go back to bed. It's late.
Woman [on phone]: Request claim on claim numbers 158183....
[Bob presses his intercom button]
Gilbert Huph: HAVEN'T YOU GOT HIM YET, WHERE IS HE!? PLEASE!! RIGHT NOW!!
Huph's Secretary: [over the intercom] Mr. Huph would like to talk to you in his office.
Bob: Now?
Huph's Secretary: Now...
[Huph angrily continues to yell indistinctly over the phone. Bob eventually gets up from his cubicle and heads to Huph's Office. Mirage slowly walks over, looks around and leaves something on his desk]
Gilbert Huph: [sharpens his pencil and aligns it with other three] Sit down, Bob.
[Bob sits and moves the 4th pencil]
Gilbert Huph: [re-aligns it and starts] I'm not happy, Bob. NOT...HAPPY. Ask me why.
Bob: Okay. Why?
Gilbert Huph: Why what? Be specific, Bob.
Bob: Why are you unhappy?
Gilbert Huph: Your customers make me unhappy.
Bob: What, you've gotten complaints?
Gilbert Huph: Complaints I can handle. What I can't handle is your customers' inexplicable knowledge of Insuricare's inner workings!! They're experts! EXPERTS, Bob! Exploiting every loophole, dodging every obstacle! They're PENETRATING the bureaucracy!
Bob: Did I do something illegal?
Gilbert Huph: [begrudgingly] No...
Bob: Are you saying we shouldn't help our customers?
Gilbert Huph: The law requires that I answer no.
Bob: We're supposed to help people!
Gilbert Huph: We're supposed to help OUR PEOPLE! Starting with our stockholders, Bob! Who's helping them out, HUH?! [sighs and regains composure] You know, Bob.... [moves a letter that says: Memo: Policy Notification To: Employee From: Gilbert Huph Due to financial cut-backs, you will be expected to self-expense all office supplies, including but not limited to pencils, erasers, pens, paper, stationery, folders, staples, paper clips, brads, and photocopies. All parking will now be metered by the hour. Electricity consumption and all telephone charges will be deducted from your paycheck. The Board of Directors at Insuricare wishes to thank you for your selfless sacrifice through this time of financial uncertainty. It is because of you, the employee, that Insuricare has recorded its highest profit in years. Remember, a successful company makes for successful employees. Every penny you save is another penny that goes in... [the rest is covered by Huph's finger] Salutations, Gilbert Huph] ...a company...
Bob: Is like an enormous clock.
Gilbert Huph: ...is like an enormous clo— Yes, precisely! It only works... if all the little cogs... mesh together! Now, a clock needs to be clean, well-lubricated and wound tight. The best clocks have jewel movements, cogs that fit, that cooperate by design. [chuckling] I'm being metaphorical, Bob...You know what I mean by cooperative cogs? Bob? Bob... [furiously grabs Bob by the chin and angrily pulls him toward him] LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU, PARR!!
[Outside the window, Bob sees a man is being mugged]
Bob: That man out there, he needs help!
Gilbert Huph: Do NOT change the subject, Bob! We're discussing YOUR! ATTITUDE!
Bob: He is getting mugged!
Gilbert Huph: Well, let's hope we don't cover him!
Bob: [gets up out of his seat and heads for the door] I'll be right back. [puts his hand on the doorknob]
Gilbert Huph: [angrily threatens Bob] Stop.....RIGHT NOW, OR YOU'RE FIRED!!!!!!
Bob: [stops, crushes the doorknob and angrily turns his face red]
Gilbert Huph: [grins evilly] Close the door. Get over here... now. I'm not happy, Bob. Not happy.
Bob: He got away...
Gilbert Huph: [last words] Good thing, too. Heh! You were this close to losing your j–LAAAGH!
Bob: [furiously grabs Huph by the throat and angrily strangles him. Then he accidentally throws him through 5 office walls that nearly kill him; Huph crashes into a filing cabinet, badly injured; Everyone stares at Bob in shock] Uh-oh!
[Edna shows Helen the other suits she has created for the Parrs]
Edna: I started with the baby.
Helen: Started?
Edna: Shh! Darling! Shh! I cut it a little roomy for the free movement. The fabric is comfortable for sensitive skin [flamethrowers throw fire at the suit without leaving burn marks], and it can also withstand a temperature of over 1,000 degrees! Completely bulletproof. [machine guns train on the suit and empty rounds into it without causing any damage] And machine-washable, darling. That's a new feature.
Helen: What on earth do you think the baby will be doing?!
Edna: Well, I'm sure I don't know, darling. Luck favors the prepared. I didn't know the baby's powers, so I covered the basics.
Helen: Jack-Jack doesn't have any powers.
Edna: No? He'll look fabulous anyway. [moves on to Dash's suit] Your boy's suit I designed to withstand enormous friction without heating up or wearing out. A useful feature. [moves on to Violet's] Your daughter's suit was tricky, but I finally created a sturdy material that will disappear completely as she does. [it briefly disappears and then reappears] [moves on to Helen's new suit] Your suit can stretch as far as you can, without injuring yourself [the suit gets stretched], and still retain its shape. Virtually indestructible. [two missiles fire at the suit, but the suit sustains no damage] Yet it breathes like Egyptian cotton. As an extra feature, each suit contains a homing device, giving you the precise global location of the wearer at the touch of a button. [hands Helen one, showing the tracking location of one of the suits] Well, darling? What do you think?
Helen: What do I think?! Bob is retired! I'm retired! Our family is underground!! You helped my husband resume secret hero-work behind my back?!
Edna: Well, I assumed you knew, darling! Why would he keep secrets from you?
Helen: He wouldn't. Didn't-- D-Doesn't.
Edna: [sighs] Men at Robert's age are often unstable. Prone to weakness.
[In Edna's kitchen, Helen is sobbing as she takes grief from possibly losing Bob.]
Helen: Oh, I am such an idiot. I let this happen, you know. The new sports car, the getting in shape, the blond hair, the lies...
Edna: [coldly] Yes, he attempts to relive the past.
Helen: Now I'm losing him! [crying] What'll I do?
Edna: What are you talking about?
Helen: [Stops sobbing; looks at Edna] Hmm?
Edna: You are Elastigirl! My God, pull yourself together! [whacks Helen with a rolled up newspaper] What will you do? Is this a question? You will show him you remember that he is Mr. Incredible, and you will remind him who you are! Well, you know where he is. Go, confront the problem, fight, WIN! [pause] And call me when you get back, darling, I enjoy your visits.
Helen: There's plenty of leftovers you can reheat, make sure Dash does his homework, and both of you get to bed on time. I should be back tonight, late. You can be in charge that long, can't you?
Violet: Yeah, but why am I in charge again?
Helen: Nothing. Just a little trouble with Daddy.
Violet: You mean Dad's in trouble, or Dad is the trouble?
Helen: I mean he's either in trouble, [darkly] or he's going to be. [leaves]
[Helen emerges from the lavatory dressed in her super suit. She throws her duffel bag roughly at a passenger seat]
Violet: Ow!
Elastigirl: Violet!
Violet: [as she materializes] It's not my fault! Dash ran away, and I knew I'd get blamed for it...
[Dash pops up from behind the seats at the back of the cabin, immediately engaging at the top of his lungs]
Dash: That's not true!
Elastigirl: Dash?!
Violet & Dash: ...and I thought he'd try to sneak on the plane so I came here and you closed the doors before I could find him and then you took off and it's not my fault! You said, "Something's up with Mom. We have to find out what!" It was your idea! Your idea! Hundred percent all-yours, all-the-time idea!
Elastigirl: Wait a minute, wait a minute. You left Jack-Jack alone?!
Violet & Dash: Yes, mom, I'm completely stupid... of course we got a sitter! Do you think I'm totally irresponsible? Thanks a lot! No, we got someone, Mom. Someone great. We wouldn't do that.
Elastigirl: All right! Well, who'd you get?
Helen: [via headset] Friendlies! At 2,0 miles south-south west of your position. Angels 10, track east. Disengage, over. [To Violet] Vi! You have to put a force field around the plane.
Violet: But you said we weren't supposed to use our powers!
Helen: I know what I said! Listen to what I'm saying now! [via headset] Disengage, repeat, disengage!
Dash: [fearfully] Mom?
Helen: VIOLET! [Violet gets startled; via headset] Mayday, mayday! India Golf Niner-Niner is buddy-spiked! Abort, abort! There are children aboard, [heard through intercom] say again, there are children aboard the plane.
Bob: NO!
Helen: Put a field around us NOW!!!
Violet: But, Mom, I've never done one that big before!
Helen: Violet, do it now! [via headset] Abort, abort, abort! [Violet weakly tries to create a force field in a short period of time] Abort, abort, abort! [She tries again unsuccessfully, then Helen rushes to protect her children from the explosion]
[Mirage enters the room where Bob is still being held in the suspension chamber. She pushes a button, causing Bob to fall to the floor.]
Mirage: [Walks up to Bob] There isn't much time.
Bob: [Grabs Mirage by the throat and lifts her up] No, there isn't. In fact, there's no time at all.
Mirage: [Tries to free herself from Bob's hold] Please...
Bob: Why are you here? How can you possibly bring me lower? What more can you take away from me?
Mirage: Family... survived the crash. They're here on the island!
Bob: [Surprised] They are alive?
[Bob drops Mirage to the floor, where she coughs. He picks her up and hugs her. Mirage looks relieved, but then notices Helen standing at the doorway.]
Bob: Helen?
Mirage: Hello. You must be Mrs. Incre-! [Get punched in the face by Helen and faints]
Bob: [Grabs Helen's outstretched arm] She was helping me to escape!
Helen: No, that's what I was doing! [Bob starts pulling her in closer] Let go of me! Let go, you lousy, lying, unfaithful creep-
Bob: [Kisses Helen] How could I betray the perfect woman?
Helen: Oh, you're referring to me now?
Bob: Where are the kids?
Mirage: They might have have triggered the alert.
Helen: What?!
Mirage: Security's been sent into the jungle. [Bob helps her up] You better get going.
Helen: Now our kids are in danger?!
[Bob and Helen run out of the room.]
Bob: If you suspected danger, why'd you bring them?
Helen: I didn't bring them, they stowed away! And I don't think you're striking the proper tone here!
Dash: Are we there yet?!
Bob: We will get there when we get there!! [opens the window; to Helen, who is suspended from the Omnidroid's lander, clutching its sides and holding the van in place] HOW YOU DOING, HONEY?!
Helen: DO I HAVE TO ANSWER?!
Parrot: Identification, please.
Dash: Huh? Hey, hey Vi, c'mere, look, look it talks! There, that one.
Parrot: Voice key incorrect.
Violet: Voice key?
Parrot: Voice key incorrect.
Violet: [realises something is wrong] Wait a second...
[Parrot sounds alarm]
Dash: What do we do?
Violet: Run!
Dash: Where are we going?
Violet: Away from here!
[Last lines, the family crosses the parking lot, Dash sitting atop Bob's shoulders, clutching his second-place trophy. Everyone is happy and together]
Helen Parr: Dash, I'm so proud of you.
Dash Parr: I didn't know what the heck you wanted me to do.
[The ground begins to quake. The Incredibles stop as the low rumble grow louder. On the far side of the lot, cars begin to be thrown into the air, tossed about like toys. A gargantuan drill spirals out of the ground, throwing dirt and chunks of asphalt in all directions. People run screaming as the enormous metallic vehicle crests and crashes to earth. A door opens on top and a hulking figure in dirty overalls emerges atop a rising platform. His ragged voice amplified through a loudspeaker, the Underminer speaks]
Underminer: Behold the Underminer! I am always beneath you, but nothing is beneath me! I hereby declare war on peace and happiness! Soon all will tremble before me!
[Camera pans off Bob as he glances at his family. They've already donned their masks, ready as they'll ever be. Camera returns to Bob, revealing that he too has put on his mask. He turns toward their new nemesis and smiles, rips his shirt open to reveal the "i" insignia on the chest of his super suit underneath, the logo of The Incredibles, and then the credits roll]

Taglines edit

  • Save the day.
  • Discover the Side of Superheroes You've Never Seen Before
  • Expect The Incredible
  • Twice the hero he used to be
  • Super cool
  • No gut, no glory
  • Sock'er Mom

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Voice Cast (in Order of Appearance) edit

Additional Voices edit

Teaser Trailer edit

[the screen shows Disney and Pixar logos, the text puts up "Walt Disney Pictures presents" and "a Pixar Animation Studios film", fades to the camera zooms by the picture frames, then hearing a phone ringing, then Bob picks up the phone]
Telephone: Mr. Incredible, we need your help.
Mr. Incredible: [grabs the outfit, putting black shoes on, then putting long black gloves on, then putting a black mask on] Showtime.
[tries to put the belt on]
Helen: [off-screen] Honey, come to dinner!
Mr. Incredible: I can't come to dinner! I've got the... I gotta go!
[continues trying to put the belt on]
Mr. Incredible: Maybe just a salad, and uh, yeah. Ooh, and some rice cakes!
[continues trying to put the belt on, then trying to put the belt on, slamming the desk, then trying to put the belt on, then trying to put the belt on, sitting on a chair, then trying to put the belt on, stamping on the ground, then looking at the belt, then trying to put the belt on, hitting the chair]
Mr. Incredible: Come on.
[takes a deep breath, putting the belt on, the belt breaks off of him, blowing the lights out, then the film's title, then the text puts up "SAVE THE DAY" and "11 - 5 - 2004", the film website, labled "Incredibles.com", is bellow]

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