- [last lines]
- Professor Rotwood: Hello mother. It's your favorite son, you know, Hans. Anyway, I'm in jail... again. But not for mistaking a student for a dragon and locking him in the back of a truck like last time. No see, I knocked over a priceless statue at the Cosmopolitan Museum of art. Anyway, I need you to give me bail money. Quickly. My cell mate calls himself "Beef" and takes much pleasure in showing me his many tattoos. Bye.
- Jake's Grandfather: There has been an incident at the museum.
- Jake Long: I swear I didn't know that toilet was a piece of art.
- Jake Long: [to Trixie after she told off Spud] As he would put it you were extra harsh with a side of meanbeans.
- Jake Long: Me and Spud will be here for you even to talk about the girl stuff.
- [girly]
- Jake Long: Ooh, ooh! Is it just me or does Kyle Wilkins spread fine like... cheese on... a...
- Trixie Carson: Save it for the ladies, Jakey-jake.
- Jake Long: [embarrassed] Thank you.