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The X's

television series

The X's is an American animated television series created by Carlos Ramos about a family of spies, who must hide their identity from the outside world, but sometimes have a little trouble in doing so. The series aired from November 25, 2005 to November 25, 2006.

Episodes

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AAIIEE, Robot [1.1]

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Mr. X: Kids, if I told you once, I told you a thousand times. There's only one thing to do with a villain's secret base. Destroy, Destroy!
Robomom: (out of control) Destroy!
Mr. X: Oh no!
Tuesday X: (to Mrs. X, after she breaks her foot) Home Base says you'll be on your feet in no time.
Home Base: Actually, I said six-to-eight weeks.
Tuesday X: Home Base ...
Home Base: The ambassador of Pandrafia is in town to visit the museum of art. Your assignment is to protect him from those who may wish him harm.
Tuesday X: Like who?
Home Base: Mmm...practically everyone. He's a real jerk.

Mission: Irresponsible [1.2]

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Truman: I can't believe you guys stayed up all night playing Moon Raider 7.
Tuesday: That is so irresponsible.
Mr. X: Young lady! As team leader I will not have my decisions questioned!
Mr. X (on mowing the lawn) No human being could possibly endure this torment!
Mrs. X: (talking like a valley girl) Like, can I have $10,000 for shoes?
Tuesday: (annoyed) Okay, I don't do that.

(The kids have forced their parents to watch an edutainment show.)

Squoodly Bear: Can you find the color green?
Mr. and Mrs. X: (pointing at the TV) That one!
Squoodly Bear: Which one?
Mr. X: (irate) Oh, for the love... Right there! It's right there! Are you blind?!

License to Slumber [1.3]

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Tuesday (after Truman catches her wearing a disguise outside a mission) One more word and Dad finds out what happened to Mrs. Quimby's cat.
Annasthesia: (on meeting the X's) Already I despise you all.
Kimla: (after Truman hits her with his fart ray) Is this some hot new trend I don't know about?
Tuesday: (seeing Skipper with Mrs. X's plasma blaster) Wait, that's my mom's hair dryer!
Skipper: So?
Tuesday: So do you want mom hair?
Skipper: Eww! (tosses away the plasma blaster) Take it, take it, take it!

Three Days of the Coin Op [1.4]

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Glowface: This new secret headquarters is the best one yet! Just look! It's got a pit of doom! A shark tank! An atomic disintegrator! Spinning blades of evil! (laughs maniacally)
Lorenzo Suave: Those are ceiling fans, sir.
Glowface: (stops laughing) Well, I'm sure we'll think of some way to do evil with them.
Mrs. X: Tuesday! You taking pictures of some boy again?
Tuesday: Maybe.
Mrs. X: Ooh! Is he cute?
Glowface: (speaking into a microphone) All henchmen report for free bagels! Repeat: free bagels!
Lorenzo Suave: Free bagels, sir?
Glowface: Hey, if I say "report for dangerous battle", nobody shows up!

Photo Ops [1.5]

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Mr. X: How can we keep up our super-covert normal family cover with (points at his wife) you kicking everyone, (points at Truman) you blasting everything, (points at Tuesday) and all your nay-saying? It's a good thing I created that clever diversion!
Tuesday: Dad, you leveled the whole park!
Mr. X: See? Nay-saying!
Home Base: X's!!! I regret to inform you that SUPERIOR is furious! Once again, you've nearly blown your cover. They insist that you immediately do something to prove that you can act like a normal family, or, you will all be fired!
Tuesday: (gesturing around the living room) How are we ever gonna act like a normal family?! I mean, look at this place! Normal families don't have a remote control with a launch button! Normal families don't have exploding lawn gnomes! Normal families don't have portraits of themselves fighting giant robot squids!
Mr. X: We are the X's, a normal family here to have our portrait taken. And we're not spies!
Lorenzo Suave: (in disguise) Of course, the X's. We've been X-pecting you. (laughs evilly) Right this way, please.
Glowface: (after he reveals himself to the X's) Yes, that was smile. Smile say, Surprise!

That’s right, is I, Glowface, leader of S.N.A.F.U.!

Lorenzo Suave: (removing his disguise) And I, Lorenzo Suave, his right-hand man!
Glowface: Nobody cares!
Lorenzo Suave: (walking away, miffed) Well, I...

Boy's Best Fiend [1.6]

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Mr. Fix It [1.7]

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Mr. X: Greetings fellow suburbanite!
Neighbor: Howdy, neighbor! Out walking your- (looks down at robot) -dog? Oh, I see he's got one of them cones to stop him from biting himself, heh, and no head.
Mr. X: I have to...grout the dollies, or something!

Doommates [1.8]

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Truman: Tuesday, how do you keep winning!?

[it's revealed that they are playing a Scrabble-like game; Tuesday finishes her word, vermiculate]

Tuesday: Vermiculate (writing on a notebook) that's eighty-five thousand points for me, looks like I win...again.
Truman: Ugh! That's it! (kicks the scrabble board) I'll be back! (storms off as Tuesday laughs at him)
Truman: (sneaking around the living room holding two goo guns) Oh, big butt, come out and (looks over the couch and is surprised by something off-screen) play!?

[It's revealed that Tuesday is aiming a goo bazooka at him]

Tuesday: Top this! (blasts Truman)
Truman: Ugh! (the blast sends him crashing upside down into a wall; he growls) Tuesday... (she laughs at him again) I'll be back... again!
Truman: [cries and throws a fit]
Tuesday: [cries after her missed call]

Secret Agent Manual [1.9]

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Mr. X: (to Truman) You dare question the manual? The manual is law! The manual must be obeyed. Do not anger the manual!
Mrs. X: (catching Truman changing the manual's text) Truman, I can't believe... you've been keeping this to yourself!

The Spy Who Liked Me [1.10]

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Mr. X: (on first meeting Brandon) Spy... I mean, hi!
Mr. X: You know, when I was your age, I was younger.
Truman: (after Glowface reveals his plan to use the Truth Ray in his plan to conquer the world on live TV) Poo head!
Glowface: You're the poo head, poo head! Where was I?
Glowface: (reading a cue card) Now, my minions! (beat) Next card. (Lorenzo shows Glowface the next cue card and the latter reads from that) Destroy the X's!!!
Mrs. X: (on the minions) Let's X-tinguish them!
Glowface: (after Brandon cuts the TV studio's power and the X's put on their night vision goggles) Ooh, night vision goggles! We should have those!
Lorenzo Suave: I'll pick some up-- (gets punched in the stomach by Mr. X, which sends him flying)
Glowface: (trying to find his way in the dark) Lorenzo! Lorenzo... (sees Mrs. X) no.
Mrs. X: (she, her husband and Glowface have all been hit by the Truth Ray) Seeing Tuesday dating makes me feel old and... OLD!
Mr. X: I never thought Brandon was a spy! The thought of Tuesday dating terrifies me!
Glowface: I have thirty cats! I never floss! I like boy bands!

To Err Is Truman [1.11]

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Tuesday: Truman, come out and play! (holds up a tube of glue)
Home Base: (imitating Truman's voice offscreen) Wowee, I sure love that kind of glue. I can use some of dat der stuff for foolish monkeyshine. (appears onscreen) Ha ha ha.
Truman: Home Base! Quit imitating my voice!

No More Mrs. Nice X [1.12]

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Mrs. X: A tranquility retreat? That's- ...a great idea!
Tuesday X: Huh?
Mrs. X: I can keep myself sharp by getting my tranquility to retreat!
Home Base: I believe the intent is to make you more tranquil-
Tuesday X: (elbowing Home Base) You're right, mom! Isn't she, Home Base?
Home Base: What? Oh, I see! We're lying!
Tuesday X: Mom, don't you think you got a little bit carried away?
Home Base: You can be just a wee bit...gut-wrenchingly terrifying.
Mrs. X: Hey! If beating up a few hundred civilians is wrong, I don't wanna be right, baby.
Glowface: (after the X's are tied up and placed on the Crusher's conveyor belt) See, this is what I love about mines. I mean, where else could you find a conveyor belt that leads to a giant crushing machine?
Lorenzo Suave: Oh, it's quite a savings on our death trap budget, sir.
Glowface: (when Mrs. X threatens to call the villains' mothers) Stop her before she calls my mom!
Mr. X: (whispering to Truman, after Lorenzo gags Mrs. X) Actually, I was kinda glad somebody did that.
Glowface: (after endangering the rest of the X's gets Mrs. X back to normal) Ha! That got her mad! Wait, why'd I do that?

On Her Majesty's Postal Service [1.13]

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Mr. X: (shaking Truman's explosive) Oh, there! The way you had this set up, it would've exploded!
Truman X: (incredulously) It's supposed to explode!
Mr. X: Don't look at these codes! They're secret!
Mrs. X: Dear? Those are ZIP codes.
Mr. X: ...who told you that?

Pinheads [1.14]

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Lorenzo Suave: You know, I just found this great recipe for zucchini bread.
Glowface: I'm allergic to zucchini.
Mr. X: Touchdown!
Tuesday X: No no no, it's a strike.
Mr. X: Pfft, a strike is when you miss three times.
Tuesday X: No it isn't!
Mrs. X: Has it been three days already?
Mr. X: No wonder I smell so manly.
Truman: I've been tinkling in the potted plants.
Mrs. X: Wait, don't they have a men's room?
Truman: Yup.
Brandon: Uh, listen, Uncle G-Face? Can I take off? I have a lot of...homework, and stuff.
Glowface: No way, Manuel! You just don't wanna have to fight your girlfriend! (mockingly) Stop beating me up, Tuesday! Oh, ow! Ow! You so strong!
Brandon: What are you, twelve?
Lorenzo Suave: (after getting a gutter ball) I've always loathed physical activity.
Glowface: Woohoo! Gutter ball! (starts doing the Robot, only to stop when Lorenzo whispers to him) What do you mean that's bad?
Glowface: (when he sees the X's are ahead of S.N.A.F.U.) Is it like golf? Low score wins?
Lorenzo Suave: High score, sir.
Glowface: Fart monkeys!

From Crusha with Love [1.15]

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Andrea (seeing Mrs. X beating up Pork E. Bacon, while holding Truman in a headlock herself) Why does that waitress have Pork E. Bacon in a headlock?
Truman: She likes him?
Andrea: That makes sense.

Xcitement [1.16]

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You Only Sneeze Twice [1.17]

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Mrs. X: (holding up a quill pen and a will) Sweetie, Mommy needs you to help write her will.
Tuesday: No, Mommy doesn't.
Lorenzo Suave: (to Tuesday X) I've spent my entire life training for this moment! Except Wednesday nights, I have a pottery class.
Glowface: (on the loudspeaker) I have just had the worst fever dream. Zombies were all chasin' me and I was trying to run, but I was, like, underwater, y'know. You ever have a dream like that?
Lorenzo Suave: (in a one-on-one fight with Tuesday) Glowface doesn't even know I exist until he needs something from me!
Tuesday: Tell me about it! Is it too much to ask for a little appreciation?
Lorenzo Suave: And I told them all about Vitamin C and Echinacea!
Tuesday: And zinc, and elderberry, but do they listen?
Both: No!

X Takes a Holiday [1.18]

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Truman: (hacking into Home Base and speaking in a robotic voice) Attention, Mr. and Mrs. X.
Home Base: I don't sound like that!
Truman: Don't listen to, um, me. I am cuckoo.
Tuesday: (while she and Truman engage in a two-on-two blaster fight with Glowface and Lorenzo) You think I should cancel my party?
Truman: Why, just because half the house is gone?
Glowface: Surrender, you fools! You cannot defeat me!
Tuesday X: What are you talking about? We always defeat you!
Glowface: ...Did you have to bring that up? I mean, I got feelings too, you know! I mean, how would you like it if I pointed out all of your shortcomings? Like those tacky stockings?!
Tuesday: (as she and Truman are being lowered toward a lava pit) I can't believe you asked Glowface to pull your finger.
Truman: It was a finger grenade! I thought he'd fall for it!
Glowface: You must think I'm an idiot!
Truman: Yes!
Glowface: Well, (grunts) dum-dum fart!
Mrs. X: (while on the phone with Tuesday) What is that noise? You're not fighting evil, are you?
Tuesday: No, no, it's just a huge party. (turns to Glowface and Lorenzo) Right, everyone?
Lorenzo Suave: Um... get down, peoples!
Glowface: Woohoo! Par-tay!
Mrs. X: Who said that?
Tuesday: That was Glow... Glo... Gloria! My friend, at the party I'm having!
Mrs. X: Oh, so you're okay, then?
Tuesday: Sure, sure. Just having a party, breaking stuff, making a mess.

(cut to Lorenzo and Glowface dancing)

Glowface: Woo! Spring break!
Lorenzo Suave: Boogie!
Mrs. X: Oh, I'm sorry we couldn't make it. Your father and I would've done the Funky Chicken.
Tuesday: Bye! (hangs up her cellphone, and she and Truman sigh with relief) That was a close one. (to Glowface and Lorenzo) Okay, go ahead.

(the villains are still dancing)

Glowface: (raising his hands) Raise the roof! Raise the roof!
Tuesday: Hello? Diabolical? (the two villains stop dancing)
Glowface: Oh, right. (laughs evilly as Lorenzo resumes turning the crank to lower the kids toward the lava)
Tuesday: (as she and Truman are flying in the X-Jet from the bad guys) This is all my fault. I never should've stopped to check my makeup.
Truman: Well, I shouldn't have stopped to give Lorenzo that wedgie.
Glowface: You okay after that wedgie?
Lorenzo Suave: I'd rather not talk about it, sir.
Mrs. X: What did we just eat?
Mr. X: (looking at menu) Les yeux de cochon frit.
Mrs. X: And what's that?
Waiter: Fried pig's eyeballs.
Mr. X: (gagging)
Mrs. X: Fun.
Tuesday: (as she and Truman watch their parents fight the bad guys) They look so peaceful.
Truman: Yeah, just like little angels.

Mock Tutors [1.19]

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Mr. X: Alright Home Base, we're gonna need a tennis field.
Home Base: No. I believe it's a tennis court sir.
Mr. X: Tennis field, now!
Mr. X: (singing to the tune of "Frere Jacques", while tennis balls explode in the background) I am cooking, I am cooking. Look at me, look at me. (gets hit by an exploding tennis ball) I'M A BETTER TEACHER, I'M A BETTER TEACHER than my wife, than my wife.

Meddle Mouth [1.20]

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Tuesday: [screams upon seeing headgear on the magazine and a dramatic sting plays]

Family Issues [1.21]

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Mr. X: Looks like there will be no problem solving this no problems problem!
Mrs. X, Tuesday, and Truman: Huh?
Mr. X: Exactly.
Tuesday X: (to Mr. X) Dad, if you want to tan, you're gonna have to take off your suit.
Mr. X: Ah, that's just what the sun's expecting me to do.
Mr. X: (when the family meets the counselor) What's my problem?!
Tuesday: (choosing a persona for herself) Ooh, I call "destructive, rebellious bad kid"!
Truman: (whining) Aw, I wanted that one!
Glowface: (practicing his speech) Foolish X's! My new doomsday device will obidlerate you all!... I said, "obidlerate", didn't I?
Lorenzo Suave: I'm afraid so, sir.
Glowface: Obliterate. Obliterate. Man, that's a hard word.
Lorenzo Suave: Perhaps you could say "destroy" instead?
Glowface: Are you kidding? That throws off the whole rhythm! (scoffs) Amateur. Ooh, what's taking the X's so long?! Okay. One more time. Foolish X's! My new doomsday device will olibderate-- (screams in frustration)
Lorenzo Suave: (sympathetically) I feel for you, sir.
Lorenzo Suave: (on the X's being too busy arguing to listen to Glowface) Sir, I believe they're having family issues.

Truman's Choice [1.22]

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Wealth vs. Stealth [1.23]

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Glowface: (seeing the nouveau riche X's on TV) A billion dollars?! After all the trouble I go to to conquer and enslave the Earth, they get the fame? That is so unfair!
Lorenzo Suave: Sir, they're not famous. They're rich.
Glowface: Fathead! Of course they're famous! They're on TV! Wow, the camera really does add 20 pounds.
Mr. X: They gave me a solid uranium watch! See? It glows in the dark! And in the light!
Mr. X action figure: To the Egg-Salad Jet!
Mr. X: Wow, that's just how I'd sound if I sounded like that.
Mrs. X action figure: You want a piece of me, punk?

(At Glowface's lair, Tuesday's rock concert is playing on his TV, and he screams along with her)

Lorenzo Suave: SIR!! (Glowface stops screaming) Perhaps we could focus on world domination for a moment?
Glowface: Aren't the Egg-Salads the dreamiest? Wouldn't it be groovy to meet them?
Lorenzo Suave: You have met them, hundreds of times. You have been beaten senseless by them hundreds of times. You have sworn to destroy them hundreds of times!

Wee House [1.24]

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Glowface: (searching himself on the Internet) G... L... O... W... F... Ace. And search! Only three matches?! Internet, you mock my glory! (pause) Maybe if I make it two words. Two words.
Glowface: Ah, Lorenzo. Any news on the X's?
Lorenzo: Well, the word on the street is that Truman X ran away from home.
Glowface: (eagerly) Ooh, do tell!
Lorenzo Suave: And he's built himself a miniature house so he can feel taller! (chuckles) Short people are so very amusing. (sees that Glowface is glaring at him and realizes his mistake) Oh, not all short people... I mean, not short! You're not short!
Glowface: Shove a cork in it!
Truman: (takes a bite into his artificial turkey, then spits it out) Oh yeah, I made it out of plaster.

(While Mr. and Mrs. X are crying over Truman moving out and building his mini-house, Tuesday enters crying as well)

Mrs. X: Why are you crying?
Tuesday: (sobbing) I dropped a brick on my foot.
Glowface: (to Lorenzo Suave) I'll make a giant inflatable suit! ...You're just pretending to be interested, aren't you?
Lorenzo Suave: No no no, nothing fascinates me more than a big bag of hot air.
Glowface: Yeah, it is pretty darn- wait, was that sarcasm?!
Lorenzo Suave: (sarcastically) No.
Glowface: ...Good!
Mrs. X: (after Tuesday confesses about teasing Truman about his height) Wait, you did that to Truman?
Mr. X: No wonder he ran away! You are a poophead!

Truman X: Super Villain [1.25]

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Truman: Lemme guess: you're gonna slowly lower us into an acid vat filled with robot sharks.
Glowface: Dang, that kid's good.
Mrs. X: (scolding Truman for his reckless behavior) You almost tore your poor father's head off!
Mr. X: I need my head for thinking!
Lorenzo Suave: (after Truman beat and tied him and Glowface up above the acid vat) Um, excuse me, we could use a wee bit of assistance. (chuckles nervously)
Mr. X: Sure, when you hit the acid, be sure to plug your nose and hold your breath.
Glowface: (eagerly observing the wreckage Truman caused) Look what Truman X did to my headquarters!
Lorenzo Suave: (sadly) Yes. I'm sorry, too.
Glowface: It's... awesome!
Glowface: (on Truman) Reminds me of myself at that age. Only his mom didn't make him take accordion lessons. (beat) True story right there.
Lorenzo Suave: (baffled) Accordion lessons?
Glowface: (in a sauna with Truman, telling him about S.N.A.F.U.) Fridays are "Funny Hat Day". (two henchmen show up wearing funny hats and he yells at them) It's Thursday, you ninnies!
Glowface: You know, buddy, we may be doomed, but there's no one I'd rather go to a fiery demise with than you.
Lorenzo Suave: (smiles and pats Glowface's globe, touched by his words) Ditto, sir.
Glowface: And I'm sorry I called you "Lorenzo".
Lorenzo Suave: I am Lorenzo.
Glowface: Whatever!

A Truman Scorned [1.26]

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Sasquatch: Puny X's! Sasquatch command army of moles! Sasquatch make them hollow out entire planet! Soon Earth will collapse like empty egg shell!
Tuesday X: If they hollow out the whole planet, where are they gonna put all the dirt?
Sasquatch: Sasquatch...not...think about...quiet, you!
Kimla: (about Sasquatch) And that monster is clearly just some bad actor in a cheap fur suit! (rips off Sasquatch's fur)
Sasquatch: OW! Sasquatch not some bad actor! Sasquatch very good actor!

Y's Up [1.27]

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Glowface: (on the Money Bestinkifier) Once activated, this device will render all the money in the world smelly! Check it out! (holds out a smelly dollar bill and Lorenzo takes a whiff)
Lorenzo Suave: Oh my... (faints)
Glowface: See, it works great!
Glowface: Ooh, the Y's! Lorenzo, how's my hair?
Lorenzo Suave: You have none, sir.
Glowface: Then fetch me some!
Tuesday: (feigning a Cockney accent) 'Ello, guv'nor. 'Ow's about a spot of toad in the 'ole?
Glowface: (confused) Uh, what?
Tuesday: (drops the accent) I don't know! I have an accent now, okay?

Quit Your Day Job [1.28]

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Trudy: Sweetie. Come on, open the door. You can have a private little girl to talk. Just you and me. I made pudding.
Tuesday: I don't want to know!! (sobbing)
Trudy: Now now, that's not true. At least not the part about the cantaloupe.
Tuesday: (to Trudy, sobbing) I SAID BRANDON IS DATING SOMEONE ELSE, HER NAME IS JODIE, AND SHE'S PROBALY BLONDE!!!

Missing Home [1.29]

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Home Base: (to the X's) In addition, you have appalling taste in footwear.
Mr. X: No one insults our shoes! Get outta my house!
Home Base: (angrily) I AM your house.
Mr. X: Then we'll get out. We don't need you, Mr. Smarty-House.
Glowface: Where are the X's?
Home Base: You just missed them, you blithering idiot!
Glowface I am not an idiot! (whispers to Lorenzo) Look up "blithering" in the dictiomanary.
Home Base: So what evil scheme are you up to now? Are you going to have an army of muffins or a giant water balloon?
Glowface (to Lorenzo) Write those down.
Glowface (frightened and surrounded by guns) Please, what would poor Lorenzo do without me?
Lorenzo Suave: (with a wry smile) I believe I'd manage, sir.

(Mrs. X is questioning two boys in a tree house when she falls through the floor)

Boy: You okay, lady?
Mrs. X: Yeah, I'm fine. This pile of broken glass and rusty nails broke my fall.

Live and Let Diaper [1.30]

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Mrs. X: (to Home Base, when the baby starts crying) Now look what you've done! You've triggered its alarm system!
Mr. X: It's called "crying", dear, and it means you have to give it money. (gives some dollar bills to the baby, who continues crying)
Tuesday: (after the baby fills his diaper) Mom, have you been cooking again?
Glowface: (after demonstrating his Sonic Destructor) Now the Grand Canyon is nothing but a giant hole in the ground!
Tuesday: But...
Mrs. X: Don't bother.
Glowface (when the baby soils himself again) Eww! What is that? (Mrs. X unties herself from her snare) Lorenzo! Bro, stop cuttin' the cheese!
Lorenzo Suave: (holding a tray of cheese cubes) But, sir, you asked for hors d'oeuvres! (gets kicked down by Mrs. X)

In-Law Enforcement [1.31]

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Home Base: Coming up next, it's "Mom's in a Death Trap" by Anita Rescue!

Train Rex [1.32]

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Homebody [1.33]

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(The X's have just watched a video Home Base made depicting himself as a hero who saves the X's on their mission.)

Tuesday: (annoyed) That's not what happened!
Truman: (equally annoyed) I don't sound like that!
Mr. X: (insecure) Is my nose really that pointy?

The Haunting of Home Base [1.34]

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Tuesday (after Truman calls Halloween the scariest day of the year) We see scarier stuff every day. Glowface, Sasquatch...
Mrs. X: Your father's ingrown back hair. (shudders)
Tuesday: (sarcastically, on the "trick-or-treaters") How scary. It's a gardner and a damaged sheet.
Glowface: (with his voice scrambler on, sounding like a young boy, as he and Lorenzo unzip their disguises) My plan worked perfectly! (jumps off his stilts and turns off his voice scrambler, then clears his throat) Worked perfectly!
Lorenzo Suave: (with his own voice scrambler on, sounding like a girl) Uh-huh. But, sir, couldn't we have--
Glowface: Turn that off!
Truman: What are you, a house or a chicken coop?
Home Base: A very frightened chicken coop!
Lorenzo Suave: (pretending to enjoy Halloween) Yeehaw. Oh, what a superb time I am having. Ha ha ha. Rock on, dude.
Lorenzo Suave: (notices Glowface squirming and whimpering) Sir, is something wrong?
Glowface: Yes! I'm finally about to see the X's destroyed and I have to pee-pee!
Lorenzo Suave: Then I suggest you hurry up and go.
Glowface: But I might miss it!
Mr. and Mrs. X: Braaaiiins...
Tuesday: Spleeeenns...
Truman: Don't you mean "brains"?
Tuesday: Allergic.

Accidental Hero [1.35]

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Untied [1.36]

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Mr. X: (giving a eulogy for his disintegrated necktie) He was the knot that held us together.
Tuesday: It was a clip-on, Dad.
Mr. X:...The knot that clip-onned us together.

Theater of War [1.37]

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Glowface: (half-asleep) Auntie Gladys, is that you?
Tuesday: Uh... (feigns a Southern accent) yes.
Glowface: It's cold out here. Go back in your grave.

Breaking Camp [1.38]

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Mr. X: (singing) By thy flooding leech-filled lakes, Camp Katonka! Mosquito bites and rattlesnakes, Camp Katonka! There's nothing like fresh air or running from a bear! Camp Katonka! Camp Katonka!
Lorenzo Suave: Sir, satellite reconnaissance shows that the X's are at this facility. It is believed to be a new SUPERIOR training camp called...
Glowface: Camp Katonka?! I... I went there when I was a kid. It was miserable. Mis-er-a-ble! And do you know why?
Lorenzo Suave: Because you don't know how to enjoy yourself?
Glowface: (having just arrived at Camp Katonka in a tank) Greetings, fellow Katonkians! (starts laughing evilly until he sees no one in front of him) Hello? (Tuesday clears her throat and he looks up, seeing that she and her parents are waving at him from inside a cage hanging from a crane, then he writes in a notepad) Capture the X's: done.
Lorenzo Suave: Excellent work, sir.
Mr. X: You went to Camp Katonka? No way!
Glowface: Don't you remember me?
Mr. X: Umm... nope.
Glowface: You don't, uh, remember short-sheeting my bed?
Mr. X: Got nothin' here.
Glowface: Gluing a skunk to my head?
Mr. X: Sorry.
Glowface: Snake in my trunk? Leeches in my underwear? Scorpion in my shoe? TURBO-WEDGIES?!
Mr. X: Wait, are you that tall girl from Des Moines?
Glowface: No!
Mr. X: Are you sure?

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