Leanne: Agh, this skirt's too short!
Zephyr: Now all we need is a trampoline.
Leanne: What did you say?!
Zephyr: I said, "the hem looks really keen."
Zephyr: Now all we need is a trampoline.
Leanne: What did you say?!
Zephyr: I said, "the hem looks really keen."
Keiichirou: God, you're such a bitch.
Satsuki: What did you say?!
Keiichirou: I have an itch...
Banzai: (whispering) And I thought things were bad under Mufasa.
Scar: WHAT DID YOU SAY?!
Banzai: I said Muf—(Shenzi nudges him) I-I said, uh...Que pasa?
Scar: ...Good.
Hook: Step softly, you worthless dogs! Set your sights for Peter Pan!
Smee: Oh, goodness. Haven't we searched the island a thousand times before?
Hook: [anger steadily rising] I beg your pardon, MR. SMEE?!
Smee: Uh um, I said that, uh, searching for Pan is, um, uh...fun galore! [nervously laughs]
Hook: [facepalms] There'll be no rest until we have that boy in irons!
Smee: Oh, goodness. Haven't we searched the island a thousand times before?
Hook: [anger steadily rising] I beg your pardon, MR. SMEE?!
Smee: Uh um, I said that, uh, searching for Pan is, um, uh...fun galore! [nervously laughs]
Hook: [facepalms] There'll be no rest until we have that boy in irons!
Dix: (referring to Tico who has just kicked him in the leg) I'll take care of him.
Rigodon: (glaring at Dix suspiciously) Hmm? What?!
Dix: I said "lovely day for a swim."
Rigodon: (glaring at Dix suspiciously) Hmm? What?!
Dix: I said "lovely day for a swim."
Mr. Grainger: Boche basket!
German: Uh, was war das?
Mr. Humphries: He said, "What a posh basket".
Lincoln Loud: "My sisters owe me big time."
Leni Loud: "What was that?"
Lincoln: "I said we should redo the hemline."
— The Loud House, "No Spoilers"
Calvin: "Are your maladjusted antisocial tendencies the product of your berserk pituitary gland?"
Moe: "What?"
Calvin: "Isn't he great, folks? Let's give him a big hand!"
Chesney: Well, I hope you think you've earned it, my girl. Personally, I think it's ridiculous. I flatter myself I can conduct anything.
Alex: Why don't you try lightning?
Chesney: I beg your pardon?
Alex: I said, "My G-string needs tightening".
Henry: How many times have I gotta tell you we're not playing draughts? What d'you think I am, a fool?
George: Lookin' at you, I sometimes wonder...
Henry: What did you say?
George: I said, "Looks bad enough for thunder".
