500 Best DuckTales Quotes

Della: [Della's younger self is seeing what she has netted] You're not Santa Claus!
Young: Della, you no good, reckless, brianless...!
[makes incomprehensible noises]
Dewey: [Turns to Della] Della?
Della: Squack, squack, squack. Look who decided to come camping. Just had to trip one of my Santa traps. One day, I'll capture that ho ho hooligan, and give Uncle Scrooge the BEST Christmas gift ever! The dummy in your dumb band too?
Young: I am a solo act!

Flintheart: I did it, I defeated Scrooge McDuck.
Scrooge: We were on the same team!

Donald: Oh!

Scrooge: You kids are nothing but trouble! Curse me kilts, have I missed trouble! I suppose I'll have to keep an eye on you to teach you how to get into trouble, properly!

Donald: I would love to! It just so happens I have a job interview.

Launchpad: [about Scrooge] Uh... Is he okay?
Mrs. Beakley: He's... strategizing. Everything's fine. Sure, we had an army before, and now there's only an elite squad of five...
Duckworth: Four. I've decided you're doomed. My time would be better served preparing your places in the afterlife. Cheerio.
[exits through the floor]
Mrs. Beakley: Not reassuring that he went *down* instead of up.

Darkwing: Let's! Get! Dangerous!
[Both looks at each other in joy]
Launchpad: This is so cool!
Darkwing: I know! It feels so right!

Donald: I'm with you. Let's go.

Magica: [sitting atop a throne made of Scrooge's gold] Ah, best seat in the house. Now the revenge monologue I've been plotting for fifteen years.
[holding up Scrooge, trapped in the Number One Dime]
Magica: "To my most hated nemesis", that means you, "as you know, you banished me to a nether-realm within your dime where I've been biding my time, devising your delicious downfall. In conclusion"... wait, these are out of order, hold on. Hold on!
[Scrooge rolls his eyes]
Magica: Don't roll your eye at me! I've been trapped for fifteen years, I'm entitled to a full minute of gloating! I will make you watch as I destroy everything you've ever loved! Starting with your precious little town!... Ooh, that's good, got a pen?

Donald: That's not true!

Donald: Ow.

Donald: Oh, sorry. I'm in your space.

Donald: Uh... if we get of them now, we can't torture them later!

Donald: What the? Launchpad?

Louie: I am so, so sorry!
Mrs. Beakley: [annoyed] This will be good.
Louie: I thought I had a foolproof get-rich-quick plan, but it turns out I was the fool. Can you guys ever forgive me?
Mrs. Beakley: [sigh] Okay.
Webbigail: Oh, you know we can. We always do.
Dewey: You know it's fine, classic Louie!
Huey: Of course, bring it in.
[Everyone but Della forms a group hug around Louie]
Scrooge: I'm sure you learned... something.
Della: No. Not this time.
Louie: What? But I really am sorry! We hugged and everything!
Della: I watched your brothers blink out of existence because you wanted a shortcut to riches!
Louie: I said I was sorry!
Della: You took off in that contraption without thinking about the consequences, or the people you would hurt!
Louie: [annoyed] ... I wonder who I got that from.
[everyone gasps]
Launchpad: Oh...
Mrs. Beakley: See here, young man!
Della: Your little scheme to bypass the present almost cost us our future, this all stops now! You are grounded! No schemes, no treasures, and Louie Incorporated is *done*, understand?
Louie: [desperate] Look, let me clean up, okay? Uncle Scrooge? Mrs. B? Come on!
Della: To your room!

Mrs. Beakley: Webby. Launchpad. A word? This is a parent trap, isn't it? You're trying to manufacture sentiment to force Scrooge and the boys to come together against their wills. I want in.
Webbigail: Really?
Mrs. Beakley: if this family won't come together, we'll have to do it for them. I assume you invited Scrooge?
Webbigail: Yeah, but he's running late.
Mrs. Beakley: Okay, I'll get the boys and Donald emotionally primed while we wait. I'm a former agent and a grandmother, I know how to weaponize guilt.

Donald: Uncle Scrooge.

Donald: Ahh!

Scrooge: IT'S YOU! IT'S REALLY YOU! OH, I CANNAE BELIEVE IT!
[Scrooge steps back]
Scrooge: Oh, look at ya'! Oh, standing here! Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho, I thought you were...
Della: [Cuts Scrooge off] Dead? Not yet!
Scrooge: Where?
Della: The Moon!
Scrooge: [Worried] On the Moon?
[Cross]
Scrooge: I searched the Moon!
Della: Not hard enough! There were mites and aliens and I had to rebuild the Spear with my tooth!
Scrooge: Don't raise your voice at me, you rapacious rocketeer!
Della: [laughing] I missed your Scroogeian alliteration.
Della: [as Scrooge looks at Della's prosthetic leg with a look of worry] Lost it in the crash...
Scrooge: [Scrooge looks up to Della, but then smiles at her metal leg] Out of rocket parts! Brilliant! Leg or no, you're every bit the woman you're were 10 years ago.
Della: [Getting through] Out of my way, old man.
[Della looks inside]
Della: Where are my...
[Gasps as she sees the kids]

Donald: Hands offa me...
[His voice suddenly becomes smooth and clear]
Donald: ...you mad scientist!
Dewey: Woah. He sounds so... normal.
Donald: Rubber baby buggy bumpers, rubber baby buggy bumpers, rubber baby buggy bumpers! Hah-hah! Wow! I've never been able to say that before!
[clears throat]
Donald: As I was saying, Uncle Scrooge is in trouble and it's up to us to help him! And adventure is in our blood, we've faced down perilous foes and endless danger every day, but we always prevail! Because these ducks don't back down!

Donald: Whew.

Della: [Looking at Donald talk to a melon] Has the melon been a thing the whole time I've been gone?
Huey: No, that's new.

Donald: Help!

Donald: No! Nooooo!

Donald: We came here to help you and you put our family in danger.

Della: Who do I have to fight to be a part of this FAMILY?

Donald: Did you hear that, boys? Ask permission.

Donald: Whoa! Oof! Doctor's orders.

Donald: No way! I need this! I gotta go tune my instrument. And buy an instrument. Can I...? Ha!

Donald: Waash! Earthquake!

Donald: Mrs. B, this has gone too far.

Huey: What is that?
Dewey: Oh, this? It's my super serious business briefcase. What brilliant secrets is he hiding in there? Who knows!
Huey: You can't open the lock, can you?
Dewey: Nope!

Donald: Kids, I've got a dark family secret.

Gandra: How many times have you shared an amazing invention with someone, only to have them call you a dangerous crackpot?
Fenton: ...Today?

Huey: [audience laugh] What is that sound?
Dewey: The sound of jaws hitting the floor when I reveal my new Dew do,
[takes off his hat, revealing a Mohawk hairstyle]
Dewey: Shabooey!
Donald: [audience laugh] What did you do to your hair?
Dewey: The same thing I did to yours.
[rubs Donald's wet head with his towel, producing a similar Mohawk]

Scrooge: Gyro! Find that Time Tub!
Gyro: On it!
Gyro: [time lightning whisks Gyro away] I've immediately failed you!

Donald: Big waste of time.

Donald: Hear my voice as I'm calling out to you. Hear my voice... help you take a stand.

Donald: Think about the children!

Dewey: [trying to stop his brothers from opening Donald's supposed tomb] Wait, wait, wait! I mean, what if there's something or someone we don't wanna find? Louie, aren't you scared?
Louie: [shrugs] Reap beats fear every time.
[He and Huey open the door with some struggle and fall inside]
Huey: [surprised] Huh. It's empty.
[the triplets walk to the end of the room and find a bag with clothes sticking out]
Huey: Just a beat-up old bag.
[Dewey looks at the bag closely and sees a label that reads, "Property of D. Duck". He gasps in shock. The boys hear a mysterious howl and soon see a monstrous dog enter the catacombs]
Dewey: [scared] The demon dog of Castle McDuck!
[the triplets scream, shut the door, and back up to the edge of the room. The dog barks and scratches at the door ferociously]
Huey: We need a distraction!
[grabs the bag from Dewey's arms]
Dewey: [madly] Hey! Give it back!
Huey: [pulls out a scarf from the bag] Louie, hold the door open! I'll set the scarf on fire and throw it out as a decoy!
[He prepares to light the scarf with his torch, but Dewey yanks the scarf and bag away]
Dewey: [desperately] No! You can't!
Huey: [frustrated] What is wrong with you?
Louie: [also frustrated] Why are you being super weird? This is a bad time to be weird!
Dewey: [hesitates before answering] Because it belongs to Mom!
[Huey and Louie gasp in shock]

Donald: Whew!

Donald: Careful. Careful. Careful!

Donald: No!

Donald: Ah.

Donald: [at McDuck's mansion] Mrs. B, open up! I need to get out of here before... HE shows up!

Della: Wait, Huey, Dewey, and Louie? No, no, their names were supposed to be Jet, Turbo, and Rebel.
Dewey: I could have been Turbo?
Della: I told Donald.
Dewey: I could have been Turbo?
Della: I even wrote it down in case no one could understand him.
Dewey: I COULD HAVE BEEN TURBO?

Louie: Uncle Donald has the worst luck in the world!
Gladstone: [sotto voice] I'm counting on it.

[last lines, during a flashback montage, it is shown how Scrooge attempted to find Della, as his money bin decreased until the search was called off ultimately]
Louie: [voiceover] You're the richest duck in the world! Why didn't you send up more ships to look for her?
Huey: [voiceover] Then you encouraged her to keep flying through a cosmic storm? You could've called her down! There were too many variables!
Dewey: [voiceover] So you're the reason our mom is gone. Cheap old Scrooge probably bailed as soon as it put a dent in his money bin!
Mrs. Beakley: [voiceover] Well, you've successfully pushed your family and everyone who cared about you away... again. I hope you're happy.
Scrooge: [all alone and in tears] I am...

Donald: But how?

Donald: Unh!

Donald: Ohh!

Donald: 'Cause he's so old! Very, very old!

Donald: I'm done.

Donald: Welcome back.

Donald: Nobody listen to me, either. They don't understand me!

Jim: [threatening Darkwing with a Chainsaw] Show's over Deadmeat Duck!
Launchpad: Stop! You're not a villain, you're a hero! *Our* hero! No matter how hopeless things got, Darkwing Duck got back up and did what was right. For Darkwing Duck is bigger than one man, he is the hope that flaps in the night!
Scrooge: The may be the most eloquent Launchpad has ever been.
Dewey: He knows a lot about this one thing.

Scrooge: Where are those feckless flower children when you need them?

Louie: So instead of spending Christmas in a billionaire's mansion waiting for Santa Claus...
Scrooge: That man is not allowed in my home. He knows what he did.
Louie: ...we're following an old man up Mt. Certain Doom here?

Donald: I'm comin', kids!

Zeus: [shoots a pathetic thunderbolt at the Titan] I defeated him.
[pushes the Titan back into the underworld]
Zeus: Once more Zeus has saved the mortals, defeated the Titan, and reclaimed his throne. For I am the mighty Ze- AHHHHH!
[trips and falls into the underworld as well]
Hades: Zeus.
[laughs]
Hades: Hilarious.
Zeus: [indignantly] You are!

Donald: What is that?

Donald: No, no, no. Don't...

Daisy: [after Donald is knocked down, Daisy's temper flares up and she begins attacking Falcon Graves] Ahh! That's for ruining our big chance and an event I have been planning for months! I WILL NOT BE RECOMMENDING YOUR SERVICES TO OTHERS!
[continues to attack Falcon before grabbing a vase and using it to knock him out]

Donald: Everything's... fine.

Donald: I know! I warned you!

Donald: I'lll have the kids macaroni and cheese!

Donald: It's perfect.

Roxanne: Authorities are already calling the disaster "Bridgemageddon." And the rampant chaos was needlessly caused by Scrooge McDuck himself. McDuck's increasingly erratic behavior has driven investors to pull their money from his company and give it to safer, more stable businesses like... Okay, this can't be right. Glomgold Industries?
Zan: I didn't think it was possible, but...
Flintheart: Ha! Hear that, McDuck? I AM MORE STABLE THAN YOU ARE!
Zan: Debatable.

Donald: Get back here!

Donald: All right!

Donald: Boys, if we want to keep our home afloat, we've all got to do things we don't want to do.

Donald: From McDuck Enterprises! My company! I'm a billionaire!

Mrs. Beakley: Come back! The storm is starting!
Della: Eh, what are they gonna find out there? A little rain? Some debris?
Dewey: Hey, cool! A dead guy!

Launchpad: Ok, think. What can rubber banders do? Band things together, they go stretchy, they snap really hard. What am I missing? I see a wall, door, glass and floor. Uh, what does it all mean?
[Launchpad helps the Rescue Rangers get the Ranger Plane in the air, and Gadget fires off the nozzle which hits and activates the button for the prison door release]
Dewey: Woah, the solution was to build a tiny plane and teach a mouse to fly it?
Launchpad: Yes, I figured that out.

Donald: Aww!

Louie: I win.

Huey: What are all these people doing here? I thought this place was supposed to be uncharted territory.
[checks a cartoony tourist map]
Huey: And this map isn't accurate at all! Mountain goats aren't native to this region, and why is the sun wearing sunglasses? Is he looking at another, brighter sun?

Donald: Fifty million. Tops.

Donald: We gotta get outta here!

Donald: By showing them I'm a loser?

Donald: Fancy!

Donald: Ooh!

Donald: Umm... I got snacks

Donald: Happy Halloween!

Donald: Deck the lawn with tons of snowmen Fa-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la

Donald: Oh! Bbbbbbb!

Dewey: [Dewey looks over and sees he is standing in the same stance as Donald] Oh man. Am I the uncle Donald?

Donald: Waak! Oh, no.

Donald: Twenty-seven?

Louie: Please, I'm a professional, I can handle this.
[Cut to Louie locked in a trunk as Goldie robs his room]
Louie: How did this go so wrong so quickly?
Goldie: [Picks up Louie's golden statue] Rule number 1, kid: if you want to pick a pocket, you gotta get close.
[Steps on a creaky board, flips back the rug and opens it]
Goldie: Better luck next time, rookie.
Louie: Rookie? I'll have you know I'm the evil triplet, okay!
Goldie: [Removes a bag of money from the floorboard] Sure, you're the scariest bunny in the petshop. Let me guess, you see all the angles, you're the sharper than the sharpies? Didn't see this angle, Sharpie.
[Dumps out the trashcan on the desk]
Louie: [Crying sounds] Louie Incorporated is my dream, but no one believes that I can do it. I know I'll never be able to work harder than Scrooge, but I-I thought maybe I could learn to be clever like you, like my hero?
[chest starts to open]
Goldie: [sits on the chest] Not bad. Was that a Crocodile Water Works?
Louie: The hero's guilt trip with a lone wolf gambit.
Goldie: You know your cons.
[picks up a golden piece of paper]
Goldie: Hmm...
[Opens the chest lid and Louie pops up]
Louie: So you'll teach me?
Goldie: [showing a letter] Only if you can get me in here.
Louie: No! No way!
[Shuts himself back in the chest]
Louie: Not Doofus Drake's birthday!

Donald: Ha! Now remember, bedtime is at 9:00. And no Sugar after 7:00. Oh, and...

Della: I can't believe this game's still around! Scrooge and Donald used to come home to sleep after an adventure, but this baby let me quest all night long!
Huey: This is gonna be epic!
[Transition into the video game. Della's character has sci-fi armor and a large sword. Pan over to Huey's character who wears peasant clothes]
Huey: Let's do this!
[begins using a hoe to farm]
Della: So, what do you think the word epic means?
[Huey taps the ground and a barrier around the farm appears]
Della: Epic. Real epic. So what's first? Raid the Cyber Troll Citadel? Crash the wedding of Princess Username and the demonic, yet alluring heartthrob goblin?
Huey: Invaders!
[Della summons her sword, Huey attacks bugs with his hoe]
Huey: Stay away from my data farm! Yah! These Grind Hoppers drop three XP.
Della: But the impractically giant weapons? The high-stakes adventure?
Huey: Ha, ha. You want high stakes? So- watch out!
[Della blasts the bug with her canon]
Huey: You're doing it!

Bradford: As a "chronicler of the unknown" for the junior woodchucks, my grandmother dragged me on countless so-called "adventures".
Scrooge: Isabella Finch? Your grandmother?
Bradford: Please hold all startled utterances of disbelief for the end.
[clears throat]
Bradford: Grammy Finch claimed these dangerous excursions were "fun" and "educational". Well I did learn one thing: The world is full of chaos, and it's only getting worse. I analyzed these trends. And found that in times of adventure, finances are thrown into a tizzy, and the world becomes increasingly unpredictable. So I dedicated my life to containing that chaos. First at S.H.U.S.H., then F.O.W.L., even as your CEO. Just in the past 30 years, we've seen hyper intelligent rodents, caped crusaders, flying bears, bouncing bears, living statues, and a veritable troop of goofs, misfits and adventurers. And all these events over the past century have one man in common. Who... Could... It... Be? I tried to rein you in. Isolate you, But your adventures just kept getting bigger, as did your family. Children belong in school halls and shopping malls, not gallivanting around the globe! After decades, I realized can't stop you. But I can make a deal with you. After all, I'm a businessman. Not a villain.
Scrooge: You're also not much of a junior woodchuck. These knots were terrible!
Bradford: [transforms into armor] Now, on to new business.

Donald: Um, I've got to go to the bathroom. I'll be right back!

Donald: Aah!

Donald: Ah!

Louie: OK, being grounded forever isn't so bad. I've got my phone, my phone is also a TV, which is nice.
[He turns the phone on only to find Della on the screen]
Della: [video screen] Hi, Louie! You're super grounded, so I blocked your phone signal and replaced all your videos with this lecture on ethics!
Louie: Way ahead of you!
[grabs Huey's Waddle pad]
Louie: Thank you, Huey.
Della: Nice try. The dictionary defines grounding as...
Louie: Oh, man.
[throws pad away]
Scrooge: Hurry up, kids! Adventure calls, and I've got a bet to win!
[Louie peeks through the window. Outside the manor, everyone is getting ready to go on an adventure]
Louie: Well, at least I can skip out on another insanely dangerous adventure- wait. Hobo bindles? Cans of beans? A CAREFREE ATTITUDE? They are NOT!
Huey: Uncle Scrooge, your bet with Glomgold is over in two days. You clearly have more money than he does. Doesn't this seem, I dunno, mean?
Scrooge: I didn't come this far by not hunting for treasure, so to guarantee my victory we are going after the Hobo King's Ruby Bindle.
Dewey: We're going where there's Cherry Pep springs and the conman sings?
Scrooge: Where the gold geyser spews cash just for youse!
Della: Where all of your laziest, schemiest dreams come true!
Louie: You're heading to Big Rock Candy Mountain? Oh, I am going.
Della: No, you are still grounded.
Louie: What? No, WHAT?
Scrooge: Err, come on kids, let's finish packing.
Louie: Big Rock Candy Mountain is the laziest quest of all time! It's my dream.
Della: Your last "dream" made you take treasure from the past, which almost destroyed time, space, and your family! Now, to your room! You can come out when you learn that no good ever came from cockamamie schemes.

Donald: Ah, look. You're a nice guy, but...

Donald: Oh, boy!

Donald: My kids!

Donald: No matter what I do, these boys will get into trouble, so maybe you could teach them how to get out of trouble.

Donald: Home sweet home, huh?

Donald: Seriously? Oh, boy! I'm a real accountant.

Donald: Oh, no! He was too young! Oh, no!

Donald: Uncle Scrooge is rich. I'll pay him back.

Donald: Wait, where's Dewey?

Donald: Aww, come on!

Donald: Ow!

Donald: I was so awesome.

Dewey: [Scrooge effortlessly guesses all the charades of his team member Donald] Ohh, that's why he picked Donald.
Webbigail: You spend thirty years trying to guess what Donald is saying... you must get good at non-verbal communication.

Flintheart: Hey team... Wanted to thank you for keeping Scrooge's kin busy while I escape with the jewel and blow up Atlantis with my most hated rival inside!
Hack: But I thought employees were greatest treasure of all!
Flintheart: Don't be ridiculous! Treasure is the greatest treasure of all! That's why it's called treasure. Glomgold out!

Donald: Huh?

Donald: But my band!

Della: Take it easy, honey. Back on the moon I used to snap too. Although that was because of soul crushing loneliness.

Flintheart: [Trying to prevent his shadow from leaving his body] Where are you going? You're my shadow, you hear! CURSE YOU, ME!

Donald: I don't know. How will we get in?

Donald: What?

Flintheart: Glomgold Industries: Take an idea, make it your own. Better, faster, cheaper, that's the motto of the world's most beloved Scottish billionaire duck... Flintheart Glomgold!

Webby: [to Mrs. Beakley, about Scrooge] Isn't he even gonna say goodbye?
Mrs. Beakley: [to Scrooge, sternly] We're taking those vacation days. If that's alright with you... sir.
Scrooge: [also sternly] Fine.
[Webby sadly walks away]
Mrs. Beakley: Well, you've successfully pushed your family and everyone who cared about you away... again. I hope you're happy.

Donald: Dibs!

Donald: Okay, fine. You can stay.

Donald: Would you care for some punch?

Scrooge: [on the phone with Donald Duck] I founded a multi-trillion-dollar business, I can handle a few juveniles for a the weekend. Besides, we've got a pretty low key day planned...
[Scrooge has taken the kids on a submarine to look for Atlantis]

Scrooge: Wake up, kids! What are you lot still doing asleep? It's almost 6:00 AM! Go get some jobs!

Scrooge: Way to despell your own spell, De Spell!

Donald: I KNEW IT! I KNEW I COULDN'T TRUST YOU WITH THE BOYS!
Scrooge: Not the time, Donald!
Donald: Crazy old man! All you care about is your next adventure! This is the Spear of Selene all over again!
Scrooge: I was NOT responsible for the Spear of Selene!

Donald: We did it.

Donald: Yes, yes!

Donald: Oh, I give up. I came to help to you. And instead you embarrass me in of front the boys.

Magica: [laughing] Yes! The magic! The body! I'm back!

Donald: Waaah! Oh, no! Tthe kids! What's now?

Della: Oh, hi, Penny.
Penumbra: PENUMBRA!
Della: Oh, is it Moon custom to yell? HOWDY PENNY!

Louie: Uncle Donald's gone for a break. What do you say we hit the tables for some real cash?
Gladstone: I don't need you, I need him!

Donald: We're back.

Donald: Oh...

Donald: Lots of christmas days.

Donald: Uh...

Donald: Acquaintances!

Donald: Ahhh...

Donald: Woulda been nice to play again, one more time.

Flintheart: The Doomsday Vault is the key to our future...
Zan: So far, so good.
Flintheart: A future in which I make more money than McDuck, win our bet, and WIN HIS COMPANY!
[Crosses out the business plan and flips the board to a blank side]
Flintheart: Here's where you come in.
Flintheart: I break into the vault,
[Points to Glomgold breaching the vault doors then to Glomgold carrying a small Money Tree]
Flintheart: grab the money tree,
[Then to Glomgold splitting the money with the Von drake children]
Flintheart: we'll split the profits 90/10,
[Then to Glomgold detonating the vault and makes red marks like fire]
Flintheart: then I'll blow up the vault to cover our tracks!
Zan: [Chuckles nervously] What he means is,
[Flips the board back to the intended beneficial plan]
Zan: we will respectfully blow your minds with how secure we'll make that vault for half the price.
Corvus: Uh-huh.
Flintheart: And if you don't give us the job, I'm just gonna steal the tree anyway! So-o-oo...
[Cut to outside the lab. Glomgold is ejected from the lab with a shout and crashes into a snow pile. Glomgold unburies himself while Owlson backs out of the lab]
Zan: So sorry, everyone! Deepest apologies.
[Disappointed while Scrooge and the owners come out afterwards]
Zan: I can't believe he lost us another contract...!

Donald: Storkules! I need you to...

Donald: oh... uh... whoops!

Donald: Waak! Waak!

Donald: Dewey!

Donald: What? We can't...

Zan: I was at the top of my class at Mouseton! Ran several successful businesses! But none of that prepared me for you Duckburg billionaires! Reckless thrill-seekers! Madmen with the minds of children! Actual children! I tried to keep you people humble, but all you care about is money, and power! Well, I'm done trying to make you better! I'm gonna become a better billionaire myself! I QUIT!
[stunned silence from Louie and the Bombie]
Zan: Consider this my two weeks notice because I will stay on to train my replacement like a professional! Now, everyone hold on to something!

Scrooge: [after being brought back from the parallel universe where "Catch as Cash Can" happened] A sea monster did *not* eat my ice cream.
Huey: What happened?
Louie: What does quackeroonie even mean?
Dewey: Why were our heads so round?

Donald: Crazy Cousin Fethry...

Donald: Hear my voice.

Donald: Ha ha!

Donald: Bop bop. Bop. Yo, chung chung! Bop bop!

Donald: Ah...

Donald: Uh...

Donald: And a nice big tip, too!

Mrs. Beakley: Get ready for the storm.
Donald: I am the storm.
Mrs. Beakley: No, seriously. Have you been saying things like that this whole time?

Donald: Tis the season to be jolly Fa-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la... la?

Huey: The foyer's the safe zone! The foyer's the- aah!
Webbigail: This is no foyer. This is a tomb.
Huey: [gets shot with a dart] Ow! My tailbone!
Scrooge: [chuckles] A tomb.

Huey: We're just a normal, boring family!
Webby: Normal? Boring? HAH! Donald Duck is one of the most daring adventurers of all time!

Donald: It's perfect.

Mrs. Beakley: Apple shortbread pie with a scoop of sea-salt ice cream, a common farewell dessert in certain parts.
Dewey: [excited] Finally some real food.
Mrs. Beakley: [Mrs. Beakley takes back the pie] Ooh, I'm so sorry! This was Scrooge's favourite dessert, I don't want to remind you of that horrid man who lost your mother all those years ago. Even if it was an accident that tore him up for ten years propelling him into a desperate search that left him broken and nearly bankrupt.
Louie: [shocked] Wait, bankrupt? Really?
Mrs. Beakley: But I understand. You're upset because you lost one family member. Which was terrible and painful, so you decided you should go ahead and lose another. Brilliant. Makes perfect, rational sense.
Dewey: Yeah, nailed it Mrs. B.
Mrs. Beakley: Yes, distance yourself even further from his life and forsake family altogether. That will *definitely* fix it.
Launchpad: No, it will do the opposite of that!
Mrs. Beakley: Perhaps it's worth considering that the reason Scrooge closed himself off was because the loss of Della was the hardest thing he ever faced. Harder than any adventure. It's not that he didn't care, it's that he cared about family more than anything in the world. And perhaps he still does. But, I'm just the housekeeper, what do I know?
Launchpad: A LOT! THIS LADY KNOWS A LOT!

Huey: Could we have a pit stop? I'd use the bathroom, but it's occupied...
[a squid pops out of the toilet]
Scrooge: We're in the ocean, there are no pit stops!

Donald: Um, ocupado.

Donald: Hey! Have you seen our friend, Launchpad?

Della: My son literally running toward adventure. I've never been more proud of this moment.

Donald: Then we'll be famous around the planet!

Donald: Yaah!

Gladstone: [to the tune of Beethoven's "Ode To Joy"] Gladstone Gander, Gladstone Gander, Gladstone Gander, I am he!

Donald: Aw, Launchpad's house will be fun!

Huey: In all this time fixing the room, have you noticed it only has three walls?
Scrooge: Don't be daft, lad. Of course there's a fourth wall!
Huey: Ohhh, really? Have you actually looked at it?
[Their eyes widen, as they slowly look to where the fourth wall should be]

Donald: Ow.

Donald: Lie? Perfect!

Donald: Uh, sure!

Donald: Huh? Aah!

Dewey: Who's that?
Scrooge: Flintheart Glomgold, the poor man's version of me. To be fair, that still makes him insanely rich.

Scrooge: Alright, true explorers. Now this mountain is gonna throw everything she's got at us.
Louie: But it'll be worth it when we find the treasure of Mt. Neverrest!
Scrooge: There is no treasure of Mt. Neverrest.
Louie: [beat] Nope. Louie out. Already gone. Have fun!

Donald: The crowd is eat us alive!

Donald: Go save your uncle, I'll keep these palookas at bay! Ducks don't back down!
Dewey: See! I told you it's a thing!
Huey: It's cooler when he does it.

Della: I missed you, girl. The Cloudslayer flies again!
Dewey: Cloudslayer? That is way better than the Sunchaser!
[Della twirls the plane around as she cheers]
Dewey: Why would Huey and Louie wanna miss this?
Scrooge: [Scrooge is falling after losing balance from all the twirling until he finally gets back on his feet and holds back a possible regurgitation] I think I may have some idea.

Donald: Ah, Phooey.

Donald: Uh...

Donald: Lunaris is a monster. We have to go help uncle Scrooge.

Donald: Oh, no.

Donald: Della? Where? Hey! What's the big idea?

Donald: Where is that babysitter? Where are you? What? I didn't give you a new address. Well, what time can you get here?

Webbigail: Huh?

Louie: [Magica's magic destroys a mirror] Oh no! You broke the mirror of Taiki!
Magica: The what now?
Louie: Ancient artifact, terrible curse if you break it.
Magica: [Magic fires blasts of magic at Louie] I've never heard of it, and I'm inversed with all magics! Gaelic, Demogorgon, Sumerian!
Louie: Sumerian? You were in that dime a long time. Well, good luck with the curse!
Magica: What kind of curse?
Louie: Grave misfortune, increased gullibility, a swift kick in the ribs.
Magica: A what?
[Webby delivers a flying kick to Magica]
Magica: Ahh! My ribs!

Scrooge: This is the dumbest rebellion I've ever been a part of.

Donald: My band is sort of, uh, crashing the party?

Donald: Uh-uh. I'm almost done. We'll be on the water again in two days! Aak! Seven days!

Donald: [putting the finishing touches on the houseboat when the boys return] Back so soon? Well, ta-da! She's all done.
[none of the boys reply]
Donald: Uhh. What happened to you?
Dewey: We know about the Spear of Selene.
Donald: [sadly] Oh...
Louie: Let's go back to the marina.
Donald: [Donald leans back, knocking over a flowerpot] Huh? Uh! Ohh...

Magic: Fibbing, Fibbing, Fibbing!

Donald: I can't keep track of all your sworn enemies.

Donald: Hey!

Huey: D'jinn monologued about this lamp and the Ifrit's Dawn for ten minutes without blinking!

Donald: Oh, fine.

Donald: I'm sure they'll be back soon. You can count on it.
Lena: What?

Donald: Squawk, crow, quack, I got your back!

Scrooge: I'm trying to save your life! Now come back here, or I will end it, young man!

Donald: Well, she can't! Ahh. Someone always gets hurt.

Donald: But what if kids come here for candy?

Donald: Ow! Oh.

Donald: Hey!

Doofus: Tell me a story, Goldiemama.
Doofus': [reverently and in awe] Goldiemama...
Goldie: Well, this one time I was trapped in a dimension where imps jabbed me with a million tiny splinters as they whispered my most devastating failures in my ear. This is worse.

Donald: The worst.

Donald: Ugh! Stupid Nature!

Donald: Huh?

Violet: Was it because of my razzing? Curse my flawless slams.

Donald: He's cuckoo bananas.

Donald: No! I can't let you do it!

Della: Just because I'm mad at you doesn't mean I didn't miss you!
Donald: I missed you too ya big dummy!

Donald: - -the show must go on!

Donald: I wanted to hand out candy to trick-or-treaters!

Dewey: Ugh, why was I cursed to be so flashy and unforgettable.

Webby: [over walkie talkie] Dewey, this is crazy! The mystery is not worth it!
Louie: [over walkie talkie] I... I get it but you can't give up the rest of us to find the one person we lost!
Launchpad: [over walkie talkie] Dewey, the Darkwing Duck video is still running! Do you want me to pause it until you get back?
Huey: [over walkie talkie] Gimme that! Dewey, our family is amazing! We're enough, let it go!

Donald: No don't! Find a way out! You can beat him!

Donald: I gotta go! I gotta...

Darkwing: I am the terror that flaps in the night! I am the overstuffed burrito that spills onto the lap of crime! I am Darkwing Duck!
Jim: NO, I AM!

Donald: Aww.

Donald: Guys, stop it!

Della: Another classing Gyro failure along with his weird, tiny glasses, and his dumb, tiny hat, and his inability to perform even the basic functions required to pass for a human being!
Louie: Wow, Mom. You had that Gyro insult locked and loaded, huh?
Della: A man makes you chew black licorice for a decade, you come up with some insults!

Darkwing: Well, there's still no sign of Starling, the movie's ruined, I lost my big break, my hero tried to kill me, and oh, I blew him up. What am I gonna do now?
Launchpad: What Darkwing Duck always does. Get back up. You know, you could do this for real.
Darkwing: What? Be a superhero? I mean, sure. I'm scrappy, I'm brave, I look great in the cape.
Launchpad: Gizmoduck does it.
Darkwing: I am better than Gizmoduck.
Launchpad: It's one thing to play a hero, and it's another to actually be a hero. Do it for Jim.
Darkwing: ...I dunno, this whole thing sounds like it could get...
Launchpad: Dangerous?
[Darkwing looks at Launchpad and puts on his hat]
Launchpad: You already got one fan.
[Launchpad holds out his Darkwing poster for him to sign. Darkwing writes "Drake Mallard"]
Launchpad: Drake Mallard. Never heard of ya.

Donald: Because they will be traumatized!

Donald: Sun tan lotion, swimsuit, camera...
Della: Antivenom, camouflage, night-vision goggles...
Donald: Della...!
Della: It's a big, scary world out there for you two alone. Better take the sword of Swanstatine, it will magnify your strength.
Donald: Della!
Della: You're right, your inner strength lies with your family! What profound insight, guess we'll all go with you! I'll tell the boys to pack!
Donald: DELLA! What is the big idea?
Della: [sigh] I need you, you big palooka! We're a team! We've lost so much time and I just got back and now you're moving out, I'm not... ready for our adventures to be over.
Donald: You'll have lots of adventures! You've got the kids and Scrooge...
Della: Yeah, but you're my brother.
Donald: I always will be. But Daisy is my adventure.
Della: Oh phooey. Alright, Casanova, I'll help. You never were any good at packing for adventure. A Hawaiian shirt? Is it 1996? We're going shopping.

Huey: [singing] Funso's fun zone! Where fun is in the zone!

Donald: Crazy old bird. Where can I find another babysitter at 10:00? 10:00?

Donald: It might be okay if the boys saw you every once in a while.

Donald: Take it easy.

Donald: I... was one of the Three Caballeros.

Donald: I come in peace.

[At Donald's birthday, his candle goes berserk and tries to kill him]
Scrooge: It's a Promethean candle, guaranteed never to go out!
[gets stares]
Scrooge: Did you expect me to buy a new candle for *every* birthday? Do you have any idea what that would cost, at my age?

Launchpad: Goodbye, Ziyi, wherever you are.

Goldie: Oh Scroogie. Why do you suppose I came all the way out here?
Scrooge: To, uh, get one over on me?
Goldie: Well, that, but also I wanted to see you again.
Scrooge: Um.
[blushes]
Scrooge: It's good to see you too.

Scrooge: Telling shiftless hippies to work hard and get a job. A harp after my own heart.

Donald: Boys!

Donald: Thanks. But I can't leave the boys. Who's going to keep you out of trouble?

Donald: Ho boy.

Donald: Uh...

Launchpad: Hey, if those are mummies, I'd hate to see daddies, am I right?

Gyro: Shut up, everyone! I've done something brilliant!

Donald: Uh!

Donald: Ow!

Donald: Bu the show must go on?

Donald: Waah! But you have the perfect yard for a winter wonderland!

Donald: I answer to no one!

Dewey: You guys, our family is awesome!
Launchpad: Aw, family is truly the greatest adventure of... oh no, the ground!
[plane crashes]

Donald: Ha! Just like old time.

Donald: No, why are you here?

Launchpad: [singing to the theme of Darkwing Duck] Launchpad climbs out on the plane, gonna start a fight! Wish I could think of a word that would rhyme with fight, all right!

Donald: Huh? Huh?

Donald: No pets!

Donald: I'm coming kids.

Della: I'm coming boys. Mom is comin' home!

Della: Thanks for saving my son from the danger you put him in!

Donald: Ahhhh!

Donald: Hup! Hup! Whoa! Oh!

Huey: Breathe, just breathe.
Donald: I've done nothing with my life! I'm a failure!
Scrooge: Awww, that never bothered you before.

Donald: What? Ohhh ohh!

Donald: Ow!

Donald: Guitars here beside us to play as we go. We sing and we samba

Donald: Yup. Still a trillionaire?

Donald: Boys! Good news! Where have you always wanted to go?
Louie: Into the water to get my khopesh?
Donald: What? No. Cape Suzette! We're moving there tomorrow!

Donald: Oh! Ohh!

Donald: That is a great idea!

Dewey: Webby, Webby, you're doing it all wrong. If you want the maximum sledding experience, you need to wait for the maximum opportune moment.
[points to the mountain]
Webby: We're gonna sled down Mount Neverrest?
Dewey: And/or die trying!

Donald: No... we have to get back to the plane. You don't know what's out there.

Della: 'Sup, party people! I'm back in the hizou- Oh, no. Knew it was wrong as soon as I said it. Sorry, that was terrible. Can I get a do-over?
[Looks to Scrooge for the first time in years]
Della: Hi, Uncle Scrooge.

Launchpad: That is not Darkwing Duck! DW'd never hurt innocent people or set the city on fire. Not on purpose.

Roxanne: And so Duckburg is saved, thanks to Scrooge McDuck and his family.
Della: [Placing her hand on the TV screen] ... Boys?

Donald: He's the worst. Just the worst

Donald: Careful! This was expensive.

Donald: Let us out of here!

Donald: Phooey.

Donald: No!

Donald: I got it...

Launchpad: Aw, cool! A big-budget reboot of a thing I loved as a kid! Those are always great! Is Darkwing's motorcycle in it? Is he still a noble hero who gets back up and fights for right, no matter what evil throws at him? You're keeping the theme song, right?

Donald: Huh?

Donald: Oh, come on!

Donald: No, this is your problem! Waah!

Donald: Ugh! Ok! Go. I'll get the guys.

Donald: Ow!

Donald: Hey, what's the big idea?

Dewey: Internet fame. The most important fame of all.

Della: A Halloween they will never forget.
Donald: Because they will be traumatized!
Della: Traumatized in the most wholesome way possible.

Donald: Howdy, neighbor. Kielbasa?

Donald: Yippee-ki-yay, Mr. Falcon!

Donald: Oh, no. Oh no, oh no, oh no!

Donald: Waaaaaa!

Donald: You need a job.

Donald: But not like this.

Donald: I've done nothing with my life! I'm a failure!

Donald: Waack! Huh?

Donald: I can take care of myself.

Donald: Oof!

Donald: But now I'm saved!

Donald: Yeah, sure, okay. Well, if you change your mind.

Donald: Uh-huh. Right.

Mrs. Beakley: That was a surprisingly suspenseful twist. Put the next tape in.
Launchpad: [forlorn] No can do. The show was canceled before the finale.
Mrs. Beakley: [distraught] But, but what happens next? They can't just end the show like that! I have to know what happens!
Launchpad: Uh, I have a few theories which I put into a fan script.
[pulls script out from his jacket and hands it over for Mrs. Beakley to read]
Launchpad: See, with the help of his new best friend and pilot Launchpad, Darkwing...
Mrs. Beakley: [stands up] We. Must. Film. This.
Launchpad: Whoo-hoo!

Dewey: Launchpad, you okay?
Launchpad: I went to the future. I've seen how the world ends... It was neat! See you there soon!

Donald: Huey, you gotta help me.

Scrooge: Webby, we need to keep him busy while you boys track it down. Do you think you could come up with some phony quest or trials to occupy him--are you crying?
Webby: This is my moment...

Donald: Oof!

Donald: Again?

Donald: Guys! Guys! I don't think-...

Donald: So, I thought you needed help.

Scrooge: You loved gold more than you loved me.
Goldie: And that's why you loved me.

Bubba the Caveduck: Bubba clubba!

Donald: Richest duck in duck burg can't spare a dime. Keep your water.

Donald: Ha-yah!

Donald: Outside now.

Lena: Whoo! That's my sister from a couple of misters!

Donald: Eight?

Huey: And that's where the Imperial Guard stayed. I know what you're thinking. What about ninjas? Well, ninjas were all but extinct by- Are you sure you're not bored?
[looks dejected]
Huey: Usually, my brothers are begging me to stop.
B.O.Y.D.: Are you kidding? I'm having so much fun!

Donald: Namaste.

José: That's the fourth rich guys bathroom we've been kicked out of.

Scrooge: Make a list: four oxygen tanks, two pressure gauges, a pilot...
Launchpad: I'm a pilot!
Scrooge: ...a week's provisions, an experimental deep-sea sub...
Launchpad: I'm a pilot!
Mrs. Beakley: And one secretary for an old man who seems to have forgotten that I am NOT his secretary!

Donald: Now! Do it now!

Donald: Wait. Boyfriend? Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Oh, boy!

Donald: Huh?

Donald: Huh? Ohh. Whoa!

Donald: Hi, Uncle Scrooge.

Donald: [going berserk] GIVE ME BACK MY BOYS!

Dewey: You have a movie studio that could fulfill a starry-eyed boy's cinematic dreams. Why didn't you tell me?
Scrooge: To avoid this exact conversation.
Dewey: Okay, yeah, no, I can see that.

Scrooge: What have you got there?
Dewey: [nervously] Not... secrets!
Huey: Literally the worst answer you could've given.

Donald: Did I put too much pressure on you about this photo shoot?
Huey: No, I'm stressed because the veil of reality is disintegrating!

Donald: I got unmentionables to wash.

Donald: Huh? What? Huh?

Donald: Where I met my best friend!

Donald: Wait! What do you mean?

Donald: Hey, what's going on?

Donald: Oh, here we go! Giving orders like he's the richest duck in the world.

Lena: That's cute, with the names and the color-coded outfits... is that your thing, you're all exactly the same?
Huey: Ha, no way! We're all unique snowflakes!
[beat]
Huey: Well, this usually never happens! This is really weird! Okay, stop talking!
[beat]
Huey: Antidisestablishmentarianism! Seriously? GAH!

Donald: Huh? Huh? It can't be!

Launchpad: So, what's this big date?
Fenton: Not a date.
Launchpad: Right, of course. But if it was, I say it good to see you find that special someone. And someone can be many things: A friend, a confidant, a deadly ninja, a forbidden mermaid, a were-duck, a clone of yourself...
[Launchpad pulls up to where Fenton should meet Gandra]
Launchpad: A viking shield maiden, a talking cloud of energy that one time...

Donald: No way! I'm a star.

Donald: Yeah!

Louie: [to Scrooge, who is taking too long to grab a golden idol] Just grab it already!
Scrooge: [frustrated] The Idol of Cibola is not a trinket to be unceremoniously swindled! Legend has it...
Louie: [interrupts] Can we just wrap up the "Whoa!" and get to the "Wait, what?" already?
[a confused Scrooge shrugs]
Louie: Whoa! Some cool hidden city or treasure or whatever. Wait, what? That cool thing is dangerous or cursed or guarded by centaurs?
[screams]
Louie: Louie almost dies! Can we please move it along? That's how it goes.
Scrooge: Adventure is an unpredictable paramore. You've got to judge every angle. No two perilous scenarios are alike.
Dewey: [sees the idol up close] Whoa!
[Scrooge looks over at Louie, who raises one finger as if to say, "One." Dewey lifts up the idol and its stand starts to sink]
Dewey: Wait, what?
[Louie holds up another finger as if to say, "Two."]
Scrooge: [nervously] Well, that doesn't mean...
[He's interrupted when the building starts to shake. The scene then cuts to the ducks running away from a giant stone disk and screaming]

Donald: Thanks, Mrs. B. So how does a housekeeper know so much about electricity and Tae Kwon Do?
Mrs. Beakley: Simple. I'm a spy.

Donald: Easy, peasy...

Donald: I got this.

Donald: Just like old time.

Donald: I'm good.

Donald: Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Donald: Scrooge! Kids! The inv-It's in a month! I'm coming home soon!

Scrooge: [Yelling at bird] Do you mind? I'm speechifying!

[the McDuck family and Glomgold are transported to a mystical realm while golfing]
Huey: [commentating] Welcome back to the Billionaires' Club Classic, where in a bizarre turn of events, the players have become trapped in some sort of mystical fairy realm. But they remain undeterred.
Launchpad: [commntating] For more, we go to two tiny horses.
Huey: What are you... Augh!
[Two kelpies walk up to the group]
Briar: Greetings! We're Briar and Bramble, the keepers of this realm.
Webbigail: Talking animals wearing clothes!
Dewey: Oh no, did we die? Are we in Webby heaven?

Louie: Because I have a running tally of the number of times each of us has been offered as a sacrifice.
Dewey: [Upon seeing that he's been offered as a sacrifice more than a hundred times] DEWEY'S ON TOP!

Scrooge: Please, I... I can't keep you safe, all right? How can I get you to listen to me?
[beat]
Dewey: Tell me about the Spear of Selene.
[Scrooge takes Dewey's hand and puts him back on the plane as the whole family gathers around to hear Scrooge's story]
Scrooge: [sighs] It was just before you were hatched. Your mother, your Uncle Donald, and I have been going on amazing adventures for years. And things were grand. Except, we've been just about everywhere. Ever the aviator, your mother devised a plan to explore the greatest uncharted territory of all: outer space! Della had already been all over the earth, and she wanted to give you boys the stars. Donald thought it was too risky. Especially with you three on the way. So I did the only logical thing: I built the rocket and didn't tell Donald or anyone. It was meant to be a surprise for Della to celebrate your birth. But your mother was always good at sniffing out surprises. She found the rocket and decided to go for a little test run in orbit. Neither of us could've predicted that cosmic storm. But we both knew a little pan-galactic precipitation wouldn't stop her. After all, she was Della Duck! Curse me kilts, was that girl stubborn! I tried to talk her through it, but if anyone could make it, it was her! Until that very last bolt. I couldn't keep her safe. The rocket and your mother were lost to the inky abyss of space. Your uncle Donald and I never spoke again. Until you three showed up on my doorstep.

Donald: Launchpad?

Donald: Drop the beat!

Donald: Waah!

Donald: Hey, Daisy! You know that adventure we were gonna take? How about a couple of stowaways?

Scrooge: I'm back!

Huey: Umm, so, did you see last week's episode of "Ottoman Empire?"
D'jinn: The Ottoman Empire? You refer to those dread invaders that tried to destroy my ancestors for the Lamp? They failed! Miserably!
Webby: I like everything about you!

Huey: Run!
Dewey: I'm trying. Self esteem. Too low. Disapproval. My only weakness.

Donald: No tricks, no lies, no trouble!
Nephews: Yes, Uncle Donald.
Donald: I wasn't talking to you!
[glares at Scrooge]

Mrs. Beakley: Now let's toast to a fond farewell meal, topped with a dash of perspective.
Dewey: So this whole thing was to guilt us into going back to the mansion? Well it's not gonna work! Sorry, but it's too late. We're going to Cape Suzette with our real family, and that's that. Right, Uncle Donald?
Donald: No. Mrs. B's right. Uncle Scrooge needs us, and we need him. Our family has been apart too long. It's time for us to come together. Come here, boys.
[Huey and Louie rush to Donald's arms for a family hug]
Dewey: Wha-wha-wait! But the spear! And mom! And... and.
[Dewey crosses his arms and tries to hold back tears. Donald signal's to him it's okay, Dewey smiles and rushes into the family hug]
Launchpad: Family...
Webbigail: Trapped!

Donald: [Yelling in sync] Where have you been?

[Scrooge hands over Donald to Liu Hai]
Louie: Uncle Scrooge, I can't believe you gave him up!
Gladstone: Kid's not wrong, Grunkle McDukkle! What do we do now?
Scrooge: 3, 2, 1...
[Liu Hai throws out Donald]
Toad: His luck is AWFUL, SO AWFUL! SO AWFUL...
[fades away]

Dewey: [using a toy dart gun] Take that!
Scrooge: Dewey!... Don't yell at your target *before* you fire, you'll lose the element of surprise.

Webby: Wait, are we friends now?
Huey: If we say yes, will you let us live?

Lunaris: [after Launckpad crashes into the Moonlander's Rocket] What? No!
Scrooge: You were prepared for our best, but not are dumbest.
Flintheart: And I'm the dumbest there has ever been
[laughs maniacally]
Flintheart: [realizing what Scrooge meant] Wait?

Donald: Oh!

Donald: Oh, boy! I can't wait to see my pals!

Donald: Why did I say that?

Donald: Unh!

Donald: How the heck did I win?

Donald: Aw, phooey.

Donald: Oopsie!

Donald: Huh?

Donald: Yahh! aah!

Donald: Peace and love.

Donald: Hey, what's the big idea?

Donald: Oh, no!

Donald: So... how long do you plan to stay?

Donald: You did? Why don't I remeber that?

Donald: I don't know. Go, before you scare him away!

Donald: There isn't going to be a tour. I'm not a billionaire. I'm broke! I lied to impress you.

Huey: I have numerous science based questions.

Donald: Hey, you big palooka! Nobody gets hurt today!

Della: [singing] So stand out...
[Cut to the Sunchaser/Cloudslayer cockpit, where Dewey and Della are singing and dancing. There is also a CD album case of Powerline's Stand Out]
Della: [singing] Above the crowd, even if I gotta shout out loud. 'Til mine is the only face that you'll see, I'm gonna staaaaaaand out, till you notice me!
[Music stops]
Della: Nailed it!
[Ruffles Dewey's hair]
Dewey: Mom, stop.
[Della stops]
Dewey: No, I'm just kidding. Keep going.
[Della kisses him instead]
Della: When I was stuck on the Moon, all I thought about was teaching you how to adventure.
[Suddenly, she has a worried look on her face]
Della: Well, that, and avoiding horrifying Moon monsters.
[Shakes her head]
Della: But you're already a natural at all of this.
Dewey: Roger dodger, as the crow flies. Co-pilot to pilot, we're a-go for, uh, um, flying, I guess?
Della: Co-pilot? No way. You're pilot material, buddy. Take the stick!
Dewey: Me? Fly the Sunch... , I mean, Cloudslayer? Scrooge won't even let me touch the toaster.
Della: You're my kid. You can do anything.
Dewey: You are the best mom!

Donald: Whoa!

Jim: I am the terror that flaps in the night! I am the pebble in the penny loafer of depravity! I am...
Masked: Darkwing... Duck?
Jim: Ah, so you've heard of me. Let's! Get! Dangerous!

Donald: Aw!

Donald: Why... Aah! Waaaaaak! Oof!

Donald: No! You're out!

Donald: I was in the will?

Donald: A-ha!

Donald: Fine, you can stay.

Donald: I do not. But thanks, friend Storkules.

Donald: Scrooge? What is he doing here?

Donald: Daisy designs clothes.

Donald: Who's that?

Scrooge: We leave for the temple in an hour, Launchpad. I won't wait another fifty years to hear that cricket sing.
Launchpad: Sure thing, Mister McD. I was just going to swing over and visit an old girlfriend from these parts. See, she's had some problems with a local crime family...
Scrooge: Yes, fine, whatever. One hour!
Launchpad: [under his breath, determined] I'm coming for you, Ziyi...

Donald: And pay your rent on time.

Dewey: With my cut I can finally open that twenty-four hour candy store I've been dreaming about since ten minutes ago!

Donald: Oh, no!

Donald: Fantastic! Thank you so much!

Donald: Della?

Donald: You? Stay away!

Donald: Noooo!

Donald: Hello, hello! I'm gonna miss big break!

Donald: Scrooge! Kids! The invasion! It's in month! I'm coming home soon! Ow!

Dewey: [after learning the truth about Della's disappearance; bitterly] Cool, so you're the reason our mom is gone!
Scrooge: [stammers] What? No! I... I...
[the Sunchaser starts to tip]
Launchpad: Um, guys?
Dewey: You built her a crazy dangerous super rocket!
Scrooge: Which she stole early!
Huey: Then you encouraged her to keep flying in a cosmic storm? You could have called her down! There were too many variables!
Mrs. Beakley: Now boys, you don't know...
Louie: And you're the richest duck in the world! Why didn't you send up more ships to look for her?
Scrooge: I spared no expense!
Dewey: [coldly] Yeah, right. Cheap old Scrooge probably bailed as soon as it put a dent in his money bin.
[the Sunchaser teeters some more]
Launchpad: Um, guys?
Webby: Take it easy, Dewey. He may have a point. Even if gifting an experimental rocket to a mother of three was clearly a terrible idea!
Scrooge: This is a family matter! You are not family!
[Webby stares at him, on the verge of tears]
Mrs. Beakley: [defensively] See here, McDuck. You will not speak to my granddaughter that way.
Scrooge: You will not speak to ME that way! None of you! After everything I do for you, you're all nothing but trouble!
Launchpad: Guys! This is your captain speaking, we are FALLING!
Dewey: WAIT WHAT?
[the Sunchaser falls as everyone screams. The fall isn't too high and the aeroplane survives]
Launchpad: Huh, that was weird.
[crashes into a canyon wall]
Launchpad: Phew, there we go!

Donald: Scrooge, the kids! The Beagle Boys!

Donald: I'm not gonna sell - he owes me.

Donald: In an apartment, and I'll help you find it.

Launchpad: I didn't get to be Junior Woodchuck Scoutmaster by bending the rules - I got it by crashing the bus on a field trip and all the other scoutmasters quitting!

[Launchpad monologues while the set lightning tower starts to malfunction]
Darkwing: Umm, Launchpad?
Jim: Hey dummy, It's about to blow! You really can't stop him once he gets started.
Darkwing: Well, yeah. He's your biggest fan.

Violet: Was this good smack? Were you appropriately razzed?

Donald: I can't leave you boys alone for one minute!

Donald: Just let us down!

Donald: Uh-oh.

Donald: Move over! This is a ship. I am a sailor.
Della: This is a rocket ship, genius! I'm a pilot!
Scrooge: [Fondly remembering how Donald and Della used to bicker on their old adventures] Oh, bless me bagpipes, have I missed this.

Flintheart: I want Scrooge alive when I shove the Jewel of Atlantis in his smug face! He thinks he's so rich and so Scottish, but I'm wearing a kilt, McDuck! A kilt!

Darkwing: I am the terror that flaps in the night. I am the rollerskate at the base of villainy's staircase. I am Darkwing Duck!

Scrooge: [opens front door] GAME NIGHT!
Scrooge: [opens window to Donald's houseboat] GAME NIGHT!
Scrooge: [pops up next to a birdbath] GAME NIGHT!
Scrooge: [runs through the living room holding a pile of board games] GAAME NIIGHT!

Scrooge: Something is terribly wrong.
[Scrooge begins walking through the Mansion. Grunting is heard and Scrooge opens a door to find Webby, Lena, and Violet fighting a werewolf]
Scrooge: No. That's not it.
[closes door]
Dewey: [Scrooge walks down the stairs hears faint wind noises and opens the door to the kitchen. Inside, Beakley and Dewey are caught in a windstorm stemming from a teapot] WOAH!
Scrooge: Tempest in a teapot. Pesky, but manageable.
[closes door]
Huey: [Scrooge approaches another door. In the living room, Della and Huey are dressed in fantasy game costumes in preparation for a game. On the projection screen is a loading screen for Legends of Legend Quest Dereznaroth] A prophesied hero has arrived. A hero who is- You! Rise, Legends of Legend Quest!
Scrooge: I mean, this is very wrong, but it's not this either. I've checked the whole blasted mansion. What could it be?
[Returns to his office]
Goldie: [Scrooge's eyes widen as he sees his chair turned away, the person sitting in it is flipping a coin into the air. Goldie swivels around to face him] Morning, Scroogie.
Scrooge: Goldie? What are you doing here?
Louie: She's with me.

Lunaris: I am the Moon, greatest of the Planets!
Flintheart: The moon's not a planet.
Lunaris: Stop saying that!

Donald: You're alive? You're alive!

Donald: No. No, no, no. We gotta go now!

Donald: Wow! Nice dress!

Donald: The boys? Why, you get your hands... I'm gonna kill him!

Louie: You set traps? It's just a game!
Webbigail: You're not a player. You're a pawn.
Dewey: Well, Webby, maybe take it down a notch?
Webbigail: Tell that to my men you captured in Peking!
Dewey: What?
Webbigail: It's part of my character's backstory. Grizzled ex-special forces pulled out of retirement for revenge. What's yours?
Dewey: ...My guy has a dart gun?
Webbigail: Not anymore.
[shoots at Dewey, who indeed drops his dart gun while falling over, and Webby reels it in with her grappling gun]

Scrooge: Used to be a big deal? I'm Scrooge McDuck! I made my name being tougher than toughies and smarter than the smarties.
Dewey: Sure, if you want to do it the easy way.

Donald: Mrs. B. said that you would watch the boys! Can you do that without losing them?

Donald: Mrs. B., a brick, a note.

Della: Hey, roomie!
[Penumbra fires hits her garage door]
Della: Woo! Hey, careful. You don't wanna burn down your garage. Sorry, OUR garage! Lunaris told me you so generously volunteered to put me up. I was like "Well, I can't say no to my new best friend, right?"
[the two head inside Penumbra's home]
Della: Look it us, strangers from different worlds, FORCED to be roommates. We're a classic odd couple!
Penumbra: [Della swings a shield, but Penumbra catches it] I don't know what that is.
Della: Ha ha! Thanks for letting me stay at your pad, Penny.
Penumbra: Lieutenant... Penumbra...!
Della: [Picks up a gold spear] Aw, look at your cute little spear.
Penumbra: [Taking the spear] THAT was my Childhood Training Spear; I used it to defend my home form unwanted pests.
Della: Oh, speaking of spears, I better get back to working on mine. Hey, we both have spears. That's neat!
Penumbra: No, it isn't.
Della: Yes, it is.
Penumbra: No, it isn't!
Della: Yes, it is!

Donald: Della? Della! Where are?

Donald: My fault? it's, uh, it's your bag!

Donald: Heading out. This is a date.

Donald: Whatever.

Donald: The crowd!

Zan: No... more... cockamamie ploys!
Flintheart: Cockamamie ploy? That was clearly a maniacal scheme. How long have you worked for me?
Zan: [Points a finger at her boss] I don't work FOR you; I'm the only one who keeps you from ruining this company with your brainless plots!
Flintheart: [after Owlson through his winter jacket at him] Schemes.

Donald: What?

Donald: Beautiful night, isn't it?

Donald: Let me through, you no-good - Aaaah!

Donald: ...Scrooge. Wait till I get hands on him.

Donald: Ow, ow, ow! Aah!

Scrooge: [catches Louie attempting to dive into the money pit] Are you out of your head? You'll crack your skull open!
Louie: But you swim in money all the time!
Scrooge: Yes, but I worked hard to perfect that skill, building muscles and dexterity. If you want something, you work hard to get it.

Steelbeak: [noticing that Launchpad is laughing] What are you laughing at?
Launchpad: This lighthouse has a bit of a rodent problem.
Steelbeak: Huh?
[Ranger Plane flies in and Gadget fires off some electric cables which wrap around his metallic beak and shock him unconscious]
Launchpad: Thanks for the rescue.
[Launchpad signals the Rescue Rangers and Gadget signals back before the Ranger Plane flies off]

Louie: [sitting on a sofa] This show is so dumb.
Scrooge: You could always turn off the telly.
Louie: The remote's way over there.
[lazily attempts to reach the remote right beside him]
Louie: Oh, forget it.
Scrooge: Any big plans for today?
Louie: Thought I'd move to the big TV in a few hours. You know...
[belches, then drinks from a new soda can]
Louie: Aahh! Do we have any more Pep?
Scrooge: You've got six full cans right here!
Louie: I only like that first sip. Peak carbonation. Never mind, I'll call Beakley.
[checks phone]
Louie: Oh, man, my phone's dead. Guess I gotta buy a new one.
Scrooge: Just charge it!
Louie: Eh, this one's three months old anyway. Who cares? We're rich!
Scrooge: No, *I'm* rich! That's it, laddie. You are coming to the office to learn the value of a hard day's work!

Donald: Everything is not fine.

Scrooge: Gyro, it's time. Unleash the Unstoppabomb!
Gyro: The Moonlanders... uh... already found that and stopped it.
Scrooge: What? Uh... alright then. Activate the Doomsday Ray!
Gyro: That was like the first thing they took out.
Scrooge: Ok... I swore I'd never have to initiate our worst weapon...
Gyro: And you never will, because they destroyed that too. This was a very well planned invasion.

Donald: Ha! Hey!

Donald: What are you doing?

Donald: Hi, Uncle Scrooge!

Donald: You.

Donald: And more steak sticks!

Donald: I don't adventure anymore.

Donald: Who says so?

Donald: The Three Caballeros.

Donald: I'm sorry. I didn't know-...

Donald: Everybody listen up! Uncle Scrooge is in trouble and it's up to us to help him!
Launchpad: [Everyone looks at each other in confusion, not making out what Donald said] What?
Launchpad: Did anyone get any of that?
Huey: It's mostly context clues.
Louie: We get like every third word.
Dewey: Nope, completely unintelligible.
Donald: I'll show you unintelligible!
[chases Dewey]

Ma: Got it! First wish: better kids!

Dewey: Get in here, Rebel!
Louie: Nope. I'm not buying. This has to be a trick or a curse from Magica or a parallel universe or... or...
[Louie is unable to stop crying, while Della walks up to him with open arms before dropping to her knees]
Louie: [Wiping his tears and hugs Della] Mom!
Webbigail: [Della and her sons have a group hug] My heart!
[Clutches her chest as she cries]
Webbigail: It's too full!

Donald: Aaaah! Never - -aaah! Adventure - ow! again! - aaah!

Donald: Oh, no.

Donald: I wish we could just have normal family problems.

Gene the Genie: Magic's got nothing over the power of a big name guest star.

Donald: And the explosions...

Donald: Absolutely!

Donald: Oh, hey Launchpad!

Salesman: Big strapping guy like you must be prepared for ice fever, right?
Launchpad: You bet!... What is that?

Donald: We don't need money...

Donald: I told you - no pets!

Donald: Batten down the hatches!

[last lines]
Dewey: So, what should we do next?
Huey: I don't know. Webby? What do you wanna play?
Webbigail: Really? You mean it?
Louie: Any crazy thing you want.
Webbigail: Oh. How about a nice game of Medieval Dungeon of Eternal Screaming?
Dewey: I'm on Webby's team.

Huey: Hi, Huey/Jet here and I have a few questions. How did you survive in a barren wasteland? Have you adjusted to Earth's gravity yet? And have you made an special modifications to your leg?
Della: Sheer determination to get back you, kinda, and no. Because as Junior Woodchuck Guide Book Rule #42 states...
Huey: [Speaking in sync] If you build it right the first time, it won't need modification!
Huey: You really are my mom!
[Embraces Della]

Donald: [making conversation with family photos] Ah, little Dewey's first steps. And that's Huey in the playoffs - he was the waterboy. Oh, look! That's us climbing in the Grand Canyon... display at the supermarket. Ah... ah, I miss them so much, but we need this job. So, tell me about your family.
Gabby: I was raised by warrior monks who spoke only the language of the blade.

Webby: OH MY GOSH! The nephews! What are your blood types? What's Donald really like? Who's the evil triplet?
Huey,28776: Louie.
Louie: Heh.

Donald: And I'm coming with you.

Donald: What's going on?

Donald: Nobody understands what I'm saying.
Daisy: That's strange, I understand you perfectly.

Donald: We have the stars to guide us.

Donald: What's all this?

Donald: I'll just live on the boat while I fix it. Out of your house, out of your way.

Magica: Feed my power, dark eclipse. Free my form from the abyss. Dormant magic now unchained, the shadow queen be whole again!

Donald: What? What do you mean?

Donald: Are you kidding?

Donald: I get it. You're the cool uncle. I'm not. Have fun!

Della: And... NOW I'm done. Thanks...
[Gasps while the camera moves to show Mrs. Beakley]
Della: Agent 22? You're the housekeeper now? Where's Duckworth?
Mrs. Beakley: He's moved on.
[Moves to take the plates to be washed but stops for a moment]
Mrs. Beakley: Though sadly not far enough.
Duckworth: [Duckworth phases into the dining table and spreads his hands] The underworld has fewer cobwebs to tend to.
[Beakley hurls a plate at her predecessor, but it goes right through and shatters against the wall. Duckworth moves his eyes, then bows and leaves. Cut back to Scrooge and Della]
Scrooge: You've been gone awhile, lass. A lot has changed.

Donald: Aw. Unh!

Donald: Yeah!

Donald: No! Listen! Daisy didn't wreck your party, she saved it! So sit down!

Donald: Hear my voice as I'm calling out to you. Hear my voice.

Magica: [touching him with her scepter] Hello Scroogey. I've missed you.

Della: [Upon seeing Dewey with a fin] I have no family.

[Last Lines, Present-day Della who is still trapped on the Moon looks at her copy of the photo of herself, Donald, Scrooge and the three eggs]
Della: Merry Christmas, you guys. See you soon.
[Della goes to work on an anonymous object with a blowtorch outside on the Moon surface]

Donald: I should get started.

Donald: That's all Daisy.

Donald: Della!

Huey: Flintheart Glomgold!
Flintheart: How did you know it was me?
Louie: It's always you!
Flintheart: And it always will be! A HA HA HA HA!

Donald: Hiya, buddy.

Donald: Storkules? you gotta go. My new tenant will be here any minute.

Donald: What?

Webbigail: And look! There's a tiny Chimera on the hillside! It's so adorable I just want to slay it!

Launchpad: [about goggles] Wow, these are pretty expensive. You sure I need these?
Salesman: That depends. Do you want your eyes to freeze out of your head?
Launchpad: That would make flying harder.

Donald: Aw, Phooey!

Donald: No!