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: [planning Will's birthday party
] Guess what the theme is. Taranee Cook
: Uh... the color you turn when you're gonna throw up? Cornelia Hale
: Hello! Haven't you ever looked at Will's backpack? Her pencil case? And that dangly thing on her hat? Taranee Cook
: I guess not attentively enough. Cornelia Hale
: She's got frogs on them! She likes frogs, so... frog party! Are you loving it? Lillian Hale
: It looks like somebody barfed on the walls. Cornelia Hale
: [indicates Lillian's wading pool
] And, viola... the snack pond! Lillian Hale
: That's my wading pool! You can't have it! Cornelia Hale
: Quiet, or I'll shave your bear.
: [after arriving at her surprise party, to Irma
] You promised... Cornelia Hale
: Can you believe Irma didn't want to throw you a party just because you told her not to? Give me thirteen hugs, birthday girl!
: The world had better be in *serious* danger for me to leave Caleb with those girls.
: [introducing Caleb to Uriah and his friends
] Creeps, Caleb. Caleb, Creeps. Caleb
: Pleased to meet you. Uh... are you related?
: So, Caleb, you are gonna learn all about parties. Caleb
: We have parties in Meridian! To celebrate the end of Klunderfeast, we cook and eat an ox. Cornelia Hale
: We won't be doing that.
: Hey, girls! Party, Friday, five o'clock, Irma's house. It's Will's birthday. Hay Lin
: It's a surprise, so don't tell Will. Or Irma.
: Does this look cooked to you? Cornelia Hale
: Taranee, it's a carrot. The only way it could harm you is if you were mugged by rabbits.
: [to Hay Lin
] Think of your braces like... like W.I.T.C.H. Separately, they're just useless scraps of metal, but together they're a great force for... um... fighting... overbite?
: I'm okay. Look, I'm sad or whatever... I mean more than sad, but this... this is what we do. This is who we are. Will Vandom
: We're Guardians. Taranee Cook
: Totally. Irma Lair
: Tell me about it. Hay Lin
: And we face whatever trauma comes, whether it's as stupid as getting braces, or terrible as... as losing your grandmother to the dark side. Cornelia Hale
: As long as we face it together.
: Hi, honey. Anything exciting happen? Cornelia Hale
: Nah, just the usual.
: So... now what do we do? Cornelia Hale
: *I* study the winter fashions. *You* keep quiet. Lillian Hale
: [to her cat, Napoleon
] I wish you could speak, Napoleon. Then I'd have *someone* to talk to. Cornelia Hale
: Okay, that's it! Bedtime! Lillian Hale
: It's only eight o'clock! Cornelia Hale
: I'm in charge, and I say it's nine. Now, brush your teeth and pajamafy. Now! Lillian Hale
: I hate you!
[Lillian stomps out of the room
] Cornelia Hale
: Then my work here is done.
[Napoleon jumps on to Cornelia's lap
: Lose the magazine, doll. We gotta talk.
: I'm blonde, not dense.
[having discovered Phobos' secret agenda, Will addresses the other Guardians...
] Will Vandom
: Bad news, guys! Irma Lair
: Nerissa won't stop, until she takes over the Universe? Will Vandom
: Well, there's that - plus, Phobos is going to let Napoleon fry! Irma Lair
: Figures! Taranee Cook
: Yeah! Cornelia Hale
: Big surprise! Hay Lin
: He's, really, not very nice!
: Bats are more afraid of us than we are of them, right? Cornelia Hale
: With you, Taranee, I'd say it's a toss-up.
: Even the prettiest flower gets brittled with the cold. Brittle and likely to snap! Cornelia Hale
: You think I'm Pretty? I'm sorry, Coldzilla, I already have a boyfriend; as for ice, if it's not diamonds, I am not interested.
[Tridart screeches in pain from the heat Cornelia inflicts
[Cornelia is upset the other girls dressed up for Picture Day after they all promised they wouldn't
] Hay Lin
: Like you didn't dress up! Cornelia Hale
: Well, we all knew *I* was lying.
: We can cut behind the mall, then follow the railroad tracks to the Silver Dragon. Irma Lair
: Why do I feel like I'm in a prison break film?