Spy Kids (2001)
Carmen Cortez: Our parents can't be spies... they're not cool enough!
Juni Cortez: Eew, gross!
Carmen Cortez: What do you see?
Juni Cortez: You.
Carmen Cortez: Very funny.
[Carmen and Juni's robot doubles lift off the ground with fire streaming from the bottom of their feet]
Boy on Playground: ¡Yo quiero los zapatos como esos! (I want shoes like that!)
Juni Cortez: You mean you're our real uncle? Because we've already got a fake uncle.
Gregorio Cortez: Juni. Remember, you are a Cortez.
Juni Cortez: Whats so great about being a Cortez?
Gregorio Cortez: Lots of things!
Ingrid Cortez: You know what, why don't we talk about this when we get home?
Carmen Cortez: [continuing what she and Juni did in their parents absence] ... running off to Belize...
Ingrid Cortez: You went where?
Carmen Cortez: You're right, let's talk about this when we get home.
Gregorio Cortez: [sees Ms. Gradenko's hair; half of it is burned off due to a previous encounter she had with Carmen and Juni] Ms. Gradenko... I think.
Ms. Gradenko: Oh, it's me all right. I owe my new look to your children.
Gregorio Cortez: Remind me to raise their allowances.
[Inside the super guppy]
Juni Cortez: Wow.
Carmen Cortez: We are *definitely* gonna be late for school
[Juni has just gotten some valuable information from the Fooglies, who talk backwards]
Juni Cortez: Sknaht!
"Uncle" Felix Gumm: Hey churros! Last time I saw you, you were *this* big
[motions his hand above Juni's head]
"Uncle" Felix Gumm: You're shrinking."
Fegan Floop: [regarding the robot army of children] We have to reprogram them before it's to late
Carmen Cortez: And if it is?
Fegan Floop: Then there's not a soul on Earth who can stop them
Carmen Cortez: Spy work, that's easy. Keeping a family together, that's difficult. And that's the mission worth fighting for.
Mr. Alexander Minion: I feel it is time we concentrated on our grand, diabolical plan.
Fegan Floop: Syndication?
Gregorio Cortez: Remember when we could sense danger a mile away?
Ingrid Cortez: Those were the days.
Fegan Floop: [sings] It's a cruel, cruel world, all you little boys and girls / And some mean, nasty people want to have you for their supper!