[from trailer]
Agent J: Hey man, heck, how old are you?
Young Agent K: Twenty-nine.
Agent J: You got some city miles on you...
Boris The Animal: What's your plan?
Boris The Animal: Prevent the ArcNet from being deployed. Kill anyone who tries!
Boris The Animal: Good plan - didn't work. With my help we'll get the ArcNet, kill Agent K, the invasion will be successful and we will get to keep both of our...
[sees his younger version staring at his stump]
Boris The Animal: STOP STARING AT IT! Listen...
Agent AA: J, everything you told me yesterday, you were right as rain. Thank go for that 10-hour stakeout.
Agent J: Who are you?
Agent AA: Exactly I feel like a whole new man today. Like this great weight has been lifted. I've had these anger issues my entire life, but now I can see I was just mad at myself. And my stepmom.
Agent J: Sir, I'm gonna need you to stop talking.
Agent AA: It's like I closed this emotional window. But I threw a brick through that window, and I just want to thank you for handing me that brick, J.
Agent J: Okay, whoever you are, I'm gonna need you to give me five feet or I gonna pluck you in your throat.
[from trailer]
Agent J: All right, pay attention...
[neuralyzes a crowd]
Agent J: Okay. You know how you kids won the goldfish in that little baggy at the school fair, and you didn't want that nasty thing in your house so you flushed it down the toilet? Well, this's what happened...
[points to an alien fish towed away]
Andy Warhol: So what are you doin' on my turf, K?
Young Agent K: Tracking a killer, a Bogladyte. We have reason to believe he's gonna hit here next, Glamourian.
Andy Warhol: Glamourian?
Young Agent K: Mm-hmmm.
Andy Warhol: Right solar system, wrong planet. He's gotta be after the
Arcanian.
Young Agent K: No, Arcanians are extinct...
Andy Warhol: Well, apparently they're not. One washed ashore last week. The whole Roswell circuit's all abuzz about it. Alien unicorn, last of its species. His name's Griffin, Griffin The Arcanian.
Agent J: There's no such thing as time travel.
Agent O: Well, there is.
Agent J: No. There's not. Because if there were, a class-one senior agent such as myself would have been made aware of it, wouldn't he have?
Agent O: Were it not classified and way above his pay grade.
Agent J: You
know what? I need a pay raise.
Jeffrey Price: All right. All right. That's a real bummer about your buddy. I'm sure, he was, like, a real great guy, but in terms of the whole space-time continuum, your friend was a little blip on the historical radar!
[Him and J sees the Boglodite invasion on TV]
Jeffrey Price: Oh. That's a big blip.
[Z's eulogy]
Agent K: I worked for Zed for over 40 years, and in all that time he never invited me to dinner. Heve never asked to me to his house to watch a game. He never shared a single detail of his personal life. Thank you.
Agent O: Thank you, Agent K. That was very moving.
Agent J: That was your eulogy?
Agent K: He was a good man.
Agent O: Ladies, gentlemen, other life forms, when I told the Felucian Zyglot about Zed's passing, she said something that I'm going to repeat. And I'm paraphrasing. Ahem.
[starts screeching in an alien tongue]
Agent O: That's just so Zed.
Agent J: [about to time-jump] Hey, how come I can remember K but nobody else does?
Jeffrey Price: Whoa, that means you were there!
Agent J: I was where?
Jeffrey Price: If you survive you got to come back and tell me everything okay?
Agent J: Where was I?
Jeffrey
Price: You got to go! Just go, go, go!
Agent J: Hey, ain't you coming?
Griffin: [falling behind] No, I'm done here. J, as soon as K blows Boris's arm off everything will be back to the way it was, K will not remember anything that happened here.
Agent J: I got it: arm blown off, history's reset. Okay, thanks G!
[goes on ahead]
Griffin: [to
himself] I can never bear to watch this part...
Boris The Animal: Hello, K.
Agent K: Boris the Animal.
Boris The Animal: [angrily] It's just Boris!
Agent K: You haven't changed very much. I see the arm I shot off is... still shot off.
Boris The Animal: Yes, my arm.
[caresses his pet]
Boris The Animal:
We've thought about that moment every day for the last 40 years.
Agent K: Well, that's just not living a full life.
Boris The Animal: I can promise you it will be longer than yours.
Agent K: Lonelier, too, since you're the last Boglodite standing.
Boris The Animal: We'll see about that. But first, I
wanted the pleasure of killing you...
Agent J: [arrives on the roof] Yo, K.
[Boris starts shooting spikes at J and K, who use the door that Jay came through as a shield]
Agent K: Where the hell have you been?
Agent J: Fishing!
[Boris continues shooting spikes until J and K fall off of the roof]
Boris The Animal: You don't know it, K, but you're already dead.
Agent J: [Neuralizing another crowd of bystanders] Thank you. Okay, you know how your kid won that goldfish in that little baggie from the school fair and you didn't want that nasty thing in your house, so you told your kid it ran away but what you really did was flushed it down the toilet? Well, this is what happens. Okay? Y'know what I'm talking about? Don't lie to your kids.