Jimmy Neutron: Boy Genius Page #6

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UltraLord is not afraid ofchickkens | He is not afraid

Okkay. he may be a little bit | afraid ofchickkens

This thing's too slow. | I can't outrun 'em!

- Incoming message. | - On screen.

You see.Jimmy. you can't win.

All ofyour friends | and family would be safe at home...

ifit wasn't for one | little problem-- you.

- Little? | - Nowyou all must die!

Little, huh? | I'll show you little.

Cindy, take over. | C'mon, boy.

What are you doing? | Is this one of those macho things?

We haven't field tested this feature | yet, but we have no choice, buddy.

Goddard, FlyCycle!

Would you look at this? I do believe | he's going to ram us, Ooblar.

Remind me to clean | the windshield later.

you steal my parents, | you threaten my dog.

Itsy-bitsy Jimmy Neutron!

He does look a bit small and silly, | doesn't he?

you attack my friends, | and you made fun of my size!

- Tiny, tiny. | - So, so tiny!

Well, I may be small, | but I've got a big brain!

- No! | - Not tiny!

Can't we call this whole thing a | mistake and go back to your plan...

rendezvous for "universal | brotherhood" and what not?

you've not seen the last of us...

Jimmy Neutron!

you look marvelous | sunny-side up, sire.

That's no yolk.

All right,Jimmy!

Orbiting around | Jimmy's big head.

Estimated time to ear, | seven minutes.

So I guess I can't | call you short anymore.

Don't worry. I'm sure there are | other insults you can come up with.

Let me tell you, | as soon as we get home...

we're going out dancing!

UltraDad!

UltraSon!

Dad? Daddy!

Hey, Neutron...

nice job.

Thanks.

I've got that foryou, dear.

Mom, Dad...

I should've listened to you when | you said don't talk to strangers.

See, I guess I thought I was smart | enough to do everything on my own...

that I didn't need you.

But I was wrong.

I love you guys.

We love you too,Jimmy.

Having a genius for a son | may not always be easy...

but it's always interesting.

you make us so proud.

you sure do.

Not every family gets to ride | in an alien spaceship...

hurtling at warp speeds, | millions of miles from home.

We thankyou for that.

Now you gotta admit, | that is pretty neat.

There you are, gentlemen.

There you are, gentlemen.

Freeze!

- It's okay, it's just breakfast. | - I knew that.

I don't remember buying | this brand of soda.

No, Mom--

Jimmy, it's just soda.

Mom, no!

Goodness! Excuse me!

Boy, it's a scorcher out there!

Thanks, honey.

At least it's coming out | of the attic, not the basement!

James Isaac Neutron--

Onward, Mr. Wiggles. | We reach the cafeteria by dawn!

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