- Phineas: Ferb, I... Oh, that's right, he went to debate camp today.
- Baljeet: Oh, oh! I will be Ferb! I have been practicing!
- [goes into character as Ferb]
- Isabella: That's pretty good, Baljeet.
- Phineas: Wow, it's as if he's right in front of us.
- Buford: Oh, oh! Say "where's Perry?" now. I've been practicing.
- [goes down into platypus position]
- Phineas: Okay. Where's Perry?
- Buford: [gets up] I don't know. What are you asking me for?
- Dr. Doofenshmirtz: I was crowned King Pretty Pretty Princess. Which, now that I think of it, is a contradiction in terms.
- Dr. Doofenshmirtz: You see, I... I figure if I give myself big, sad eyes, people would pity me and give me whatever I want. And to that end - behold! - The Big-Sad-Eye-inator! You like it? It sucks up a lot of juice, so I'm running it at night when electricity is cheep. But the night time is the right time for a party - a PITY PARTY! Ha-haaa!
- Candace: [phoning Mom during the blackout] I can't see what Phineas and Ferb are making, but I'm sure it's bustable.
- Mom: [downtown] Well, it'll have to wait. Traffic lights are out all over the city. Of course, you know I'd like nothing better than to give up my special time with your father to run home and not see what they may or may not have done.
- Dad: I can't remember. Were you always this sarcastic?
- Dr. Doofenshmirtz: A blackout? Oh, Perry the Platypus, isn't this wonderful? Now people can't see anything but my pitiful eyes! Look at them, Perry the Platypus. Don't you feel sorry for me? Don't my sad, lugubrious eyes elicit compassion and mercy? Your secret agent training has taught you to squint well, my nemesis, but you can't fight the power of these pathetic, pleading eyes!