Attack of the Twonkies


 * Jimmy: Guys! This isn't the time for blame. If it were I'd be saying things like "I tried to tell you" and "Why didn't you jerks listen to me?"


 * [Sheen volunteers for the school chorus]
 * Sheen: [singing badly] HOME, HOME ON THE RANGE--
 * Principal Willoughby: NEXT!!!
 * Sheen: Eh, pardon?
 * Principal Willoughby: Thank you. That's all I needed to hear.
 * Sheen: Well, I can't say I'm surprised. Now, let's talk rehearsal schedule, man. Tuesdays, I have my action figure support so that's no good for me. Mondays...
 * Principal Willoughby: Oh, dear. I better explain. Um, Sheen, amigo, I'm afraid you won't be joining the chorus.
 * Sheen: What?! You're rejecting me?!
 * Principal Willoughby: Now, now, now, don't take it personally. We needed an alto, and well, you're a... You're a...
 * Miss Fowl: You're a terrible singer!
 * Principal Willoughby: Miss Fowl! You see, Sheen, your voice... Um, how shall I put this?
 * Miss Fowl: Your voice scares small children!
 * Principal Willoughby: Miss Fowl, please! Look, Sheen, as chorus master, I know talent...
 * Miss Fowl: And that's what you have: no talent! [Principal Willougby is about to burst] I'm done.


 * Cindy: [in a sweet tone] Um, Jimmy? If you're done talking to yourself.... [yelling] WE HAVE A SITUATION HERE!!!


 * Jimmy: This isn't over, people! If we don't blast that monster back to the comet in the next ten minutes, he's stuck here for another year!
 * Sam: That's bad.
 * Sheen: I'll just sing to him every time he wakes up.
 * Miss Fowl: That's worse!
 * Sam: Yeah!