Jessie: The twerps are having a battle. James: Yes, and even if they win, their pokemon will be weakened! (Wobbuffet appears behind them) Meowth: And dat's when we can move in and grab them all! Wobbuffet: WOOOOOBBUFFET! Jessie: Must you always butt into our business?! Wobbuffet: Wobba-wobba-wobba-wobba-wobba. Jessie:I was afraid you'd say that. *recalls him*
Delirium: Um. What's the name of the word for things not being the same always. You know. I'm sure there is one. Isn't there? There must be a word for it ... the thing that lets you know time is happening. Is there a word?
Grand Councilwoman: Take note of this. This creature is hereby sentenced to life in exile, a sentence that shall be henceforth served out here, on Earth. And as caretaker of the alien life form Stitch, this family is hereby under the protection of the United Intergalactic Federation. We'll be checking in now and then.
Mr. Cobra Bubbles: I was afraid you were going to say that. This won't be easy to explain back at headquarters.
Grand Councilwoman:(in perfect understanding) I know what you mean.