Mystery Men Quote
[last lines] [to the news reporters]
The Shoveller: Excuse me, could I say something? I think we would all like this victory to go out to all the other guys, and I'm talking about the people in this city who are super good at their jobs but never get any credit. Like the lady in the DMV - that's a rough job.
Invisible Boy: To the people that remember jingles from tons of old commercials.
The Bowler: And uh, uh, people that support local music and seek out independent film.
The Shoveller: And the guy that drives the snow-plow. And the school nurse, that's a...
Mr. Furious: Eddie, Eddie, I think they got the point.
Becky Beaner: What's the name of this group?
Invisible Boy: The Super Dudes!
The Bowler: No, no, no, not the Super Dudes.
Mr. Furious: We're not the Super Dudes. We don't have a name yet, but we're definitely not the Super Dudes.
The Shoveller: I gotta get home, it's late.
The Bowler: [as a photojournalist approaches] Picture, picture time!
Becky Beaner: Well, whatever you call them, Champion City will forever owe a debt of gratitude to these mystery men.
The Sphinx: Wait! Wait, that's it. We are the Super Squad.
The Bowler: No, no! Alliteration in these situations is corny... What? [She opens her bag, where Carmine sits smouldering]
The Bowler: Yes, we're all very aware that you saved the day. And I'm sure we'll be hearing about it for the rest of our lives.
The Shoveller: Excuse me, could I say something? I think we would all like this victory to go out to all the other guys, and I'm talking about the people in this city who are super good at their jobs but never get any credit. Like the lady in the DMV - that's a rough job.
Invisible Boy: To the people that remember jingles from tons of old commercials.
The Bowler: And uh, uh, people that support local music and seek out independent film.
The Shoveller: And the guy that drives the snow-plow. And the school nurse, that's a...
Mr. Furious: Eddie, Eddie, I think they got the point.
Becky Beaner: What's the name of this group?
Invisible Boy: The Super Dudes!
The Bowler: No, no, no, not the Super Dudes.
Mr. Furious: We're not the Super Dudes. We don't have a name yet, but we're definitely not the Super Dudes.
The Shoveller: I gotta get home, it's late.
The Bowler: [as a photojournalist approaches] Picture, picture time!
Becky Beaner: Well, whatever you call them, Champion City will forever owe a debt of gratitude to these mystery men.
The Sphinx: Wait! Wait, that's it. We are the Super Squad.
The Bowler: No, no! Alliteration in these situations is corny... What? [She opens her bag, where Carmine sits smouldering]
The Bowler: Yes, we're all very aware that you saved the day. And I'm sure we'll be hearing about it for the rest of our lives.
Movie: Mystery Men
