Shoveler: We fight crime. Call it what you will. Furious: Don't mess with the volcano, my man. 'Cause I...will go Pompeii on your...butt. Raja: Well I'm the Blue Raja. I'm not Stabman, I'm not...Knifey-Boy. I'm the Blue Raja. Furious: Well, I /am/ a ticking timebomb of fury. Raja: All I'm saying is, that when we split the check three ways, the steakeater picks the pocket of the saladman. Shoveler: Lucille, God gave me a gift. I shovel well. I shovel very well. Raja: We weren't expecting to see you again so spoon--(brandishes spoon and drops it) Casanova: I knew you'd know that. Amazing: Oh, I know that. And I knew you'd know I'd know you knew. Furious: I was up all night, trying to defend the city from evil...but I'm sure you don't really care about that-- Furious: That's your power? You have guns? Couldn't you be a little more creative than that? Furious: What's his power? Raja: Well, he's terribly mysterious Bowler: I guess I'll just have to take my ball and go home. Furious: Why don't you tell me? Bowler: Why don't you tell me? Furious: Why don't you tell me? Bowler: Why don't you tell me? Furious: Why don't you tell me? Bowler: Why don't you tell me? Raja: Sorry--am I to understand you've inserted your father's skull inside of that ball for bowling? Bowler: No. The guy at the pro shop did it. Furious: Uh...please don't correct me. It sickens me. Raja: Fork yourself! Bowler: Do you want to go back in the bag? Is that how we're gonna do it now? Sphinx: The wise man knows that he is weakest when he thinks himself strong. Spleen: Hey hey, do we have to separate you two. Is that what you want? You want to be seperated? Sphinx: You are not ready to face so great an enemy. Not until you have vanquished the enemy within yourselves. Invisible Boy: It's cool, isn't it? It goes right up to the point of being, like, confusing. Sphinx: To learn my teachings, I must first teach you how to learn. Sphinx: You must lash out with every limb, like the octopus who plays the drums. Furious: And why am I wearing the watermelon on my feet? Sphinx: I don't remember telling you to do that. Sphinx: He who questions training only trains himself at asking questions. Furious: What?? Sphinx: To summon your power for the conflict to come, you must first have power over that which conflicts you. Sphinx: Your temper is very quick, my friend. But until you learn to master your rage-- Furious: Your rage will become your master? That's what you were gonna say, right? Right? Sphinx: ...Not necessarily. Furious: I don't need a compass to tell me which way the wind shines. Bowler: How delightfully eccentric. While simultaneously being a complete waste of our time. Furious: Do you think there's a really angry way I could say I'm sorry? Sphinx: Let Operation Three-Eyed, Three-Legged Eagle begin. Furious: Could we just start again? Is there some sort of like, reset button on this thing? Raja: Oh my God. Oh my God, we killed him. Shoveler: What do you mean "we"? I was right here. Sphinx: Sometimes...the true hero is the one with the courage to run away. Shoveler: We can't run. Bowler: Oh yes, oh yes. It has been established that we can run. Shoveler: We're not your classic superheroes. We're not the favorites. We're the other guys. We're the guys nobody ever bets on. Raja: I say what the fork. Let's do it! Furious: if I don't call you, I just want you to know it's because I'm dead. Furious: If I had any superpowers to doubt I guess I would be in trouble, but I don't. I don't--I don't--What do I do? I go "Rarrr!" Raja: May the forks be with us! Bowler: You're not well-liked. You're uh, you're abrasive and off-putting. You try and say pithy things, but your wit is a hinderance and therefore nothing is provocative. Shoveler: Your penmanship is atrocious! Sphinx: You dress in the manner of a male prostitute! Sphinx: Do not go there, my son. When you doubt your powers, you give power to your doubts. Shoveler: We've got a blind date with destiny, and it looks like she's ordered the lobster. Bowler: Maybe, you should put some shorts on or something, if you want to keep fighting evil today. Shoveler: We struck down evil with the mighty sword of teamwork. And the hammer of not...bickering. Sphinx: We are number one. All others are number two, or lower. Shoveler: I think we would all like this victory to go out to...all the other guys. And I'm talking 'bout the people in this city who are super good at their jobs but never get any credit.