The Really Mighty Ducks

[The teenage Duck nephews are in their room, filled with many comic books]

Huey: So many comic books.

Dewey: So little time.

Louie: You guys ever think maybe we should quit reading all these comics and do something?

Huey: Someone's been reading self help books again.

Dewey: Pitiful.

Donald: [enters their room] Hiya, boys! [trips on a skateboard and lands in a pile of clothes and comics] Yuck! [a pizza slice lands on top of his head; looks around] What a mess! You boys should be ashamed.

Louie: Ashamed? About what?

Donald: This room! I want it spotless!

Dewey: Spotless?!

Louie: You mean you want us to clean?

Donald: Clean this room, or else! [leaves]

Huey: Clean our room? The nerve of some people.

Dewey: We're much too busy.

Louie: We've got a million things to do.

[Later…]

Duck nephews: We got nothing to do.

[After Ludwig's superhero machine gives the teenage Duck triplets superpowers…]

Ludwig: [opens the door and Dewey steps out, with an incredibly huge head] Why, Dewey! That's one fantastic makeover you did there!

Dewey: Call me Brain Boy! Now witness the amazing psychokinetic powers of my super brain! [uses his powers to make a steel post-shaped puppy] See how my indomitable brain beak twists this dirty steel post… into a festive puppy! My brother Louis, I presume?

Louie: [steps out of the machine with an incredibly muscular body] Call me Captain Muscle! Behold my super stupendous strength! [lifts up the superhero machine with his finger, to Ludwig's amazement, and sets it back down]

[Huey is the last to come out of the machine, with incredible speed]

Dewey: Tis, our other sibling, Hubert. But wait, he appears unchanged saved for his apparel.

Louie: You're right. Tell us, Super H. What powers did you get?

Huey: [dashes away and back with a kangaroo; in Australian accent] G'day, mates.

Louie: It made him Australian?

Dewey: No, it made him super fast… extreme.

Huey: Call me the Really Incredibly Fast Guy… uh, until I can think of something better.

Louie: Nice digs.

Dewey: We even have our own narrator.

T-Squad: [reading the note] "Clean your room or else! Love and kisses- Your uncle, the Duck of Doom."

Huey: Of course you know what this means.

Louie: We're not gonna make it to the superhero debutante ball?

Huey: No! The T-Squad must stand firm! This "Duck of Doom" will not force us to clean our room! Hey, that rhymes.

T-Squad: T-Squad, HO!

Dewey: Let's see. How shall I reply to this with a proper verb in panache? Ah! "No way, Jose!" [sticks the note on the plane]

Louie: Return to sender!

Donald: Yoo-hoo, T-Squad! Look what I've done!

Huey: So you tied up the freeway, drained a lake, and put funny glasses on Mount Rushmore? Big deal.

Donald: [offended] Big deal?!

Huey: The T-Squad can't be bothered by such, uh… frivolities, especially when we have to deal with real disasters.

Louie: [shivering] The North Pole? Couldn't we hide out somewhere nice like the Bahamas?

Huey: Well, it might be a little frosty, but at least we're safe until we can come up with a plan.

Island of the Not-So-Nice

Leader of the Quack

All Hands on Duck

Pride Goeth Before the Fall Guy

Need 4 Speed

The Germinator

The Late Donald Duck

Tasty Paste

Phoniest Home Videos

Return of the T-Squad

Louie: Last time we became superheroes, the whole universe got destroyed!

Huey: What did you do?

Dewey: I found out what it's like…to be a woman.

[Huey quickly moves away from him after to have shockingly heard that]

Koi Story

Ready, Aim... Duck!

Pardon My Molecules

Huey: I'll show you how to get even!

Dewey: Me?! You started it!

Huey: You started it!

Unusual Suspects

Ducklaration of Independence

Can't Take a Yolk

Heavy Dental

Huey: So what?! Look at me! I can't enter the Mr. Cool Teen contest like this! I can't even go out in public! My life is officially over!

Duck Quake

Long Arm of the Claw

Shrunken Heroes

Snow Place to Hide

Huey Duck, P.I.

Huey: Ready to give up, lady?

Take My Duck, Please

Ducks by Nature

Recipe for Adventure

The Boy Who Cried Ghost

Donald: [grabs Dewey by the beak] Dewey! Oh, why'd you… [squawks furiously]

Louie: [angrily] We're stuck in the middle of nowhere and it's all your fault!

I.O.U. a U.F.O.

Huey: U.F.O. almost lands on your head and you want proof?!

Louie: You're the one who believes this stuff!

Daisy: What's on your mind, Dewey?

Dewey: [disappointed] Doesn't matter if you're from Earth, Mars, or Planet Glum. You gotta build space ships out of something. Metal, wood, solidified nose hairs, I don't know, but something solid! And these aren't. Oh, man, whatever.

Dewey: A projector? It's a projector?! [angrily] I'VE BEEN RIPPED OFF!

Gator Aid

None Like it Hot

Ducky Dearest

Transmission: Impossible

Nosy Neighbors

Hit the Road, Backwater Jack

Cat & Louse

Hero Today, Don Tomorrow

Captain Donald

Stunt Double or Nothing

Feats of Clay