Elmer: Yeah, and we did it all ourselves. I didn't even use a stunt boil!
Timmy: (reading the letter Trixie left him) You stink! Attached is a photo of my hand, please talk to it!
Arnold Schwartzengerman: (as Hamlet) To be, or not to be... ANNIHILATED! (pulls out rocket launcher and shoots everything)
Arnold Schwartzengerman: Ulrich, I'll be back. (dies, comes back to life) With weapons. (dies again).
(the movie ends)
Timmy: Ha! They hated it!
(the crowd stands up and starts cheering and applauding)
Timmy: Well, they can't do this forever.
(Two Weeks Later)
Timmy: (about Tad and Chad's movie) Well, I still have a chance to beat them in the competition, right?
Mr. Turner: Oh! Swwwweeeet! (to Mrs. Turner, filming) Did you get that? Tell me you got that!
Timmy: Tad and Chad's film kicks my film's butt. I've got to make a better film.
Cosmo: What part of magic, fairy, and godparents are you not getting here?
Timmy: But it's a competition!
Wanda: True. But if you just happened to go where cool action stuff was happening...
Timmy: ...and I brought my film equipment with me and just happened to catch something on film...
Cosmo: ...and if I just happen to tear this page out of Da Rule book that says we can't help you... (Cosmo then tears a page out of Da Rules that reads "You can't help him.")
Timmy: ...then I would have shot a Dimmy winning film! C'mon, lets make the greatest movie ever! For real!
Sylvester Calzone: Your the species, I'm the extinction! Ahh!!
Gladiator: We who are about to die, salute you! Wait, we're about to die? Wait! STOP! STOP!!!
Timmy: (After the movie ends) Well, guys? Is that gonna kick Tad and Chad's movie or what?
Chester: But you replaced me! With an actor with better teeth!
A.J.: And more hair!
Sanjay: And a well oiled chest! What!? Am I the only one that noticed? This is... an OUTRAGE!!!
Timmy: Yeah, but it's better. Right? (Timmy's friends reluctantly murmur in agreement) I mean come on, guys. The first version stunk. Besides, we can be Trixie-impressing-award-winning-critic-punching winners with this.
Chester: Don't you mean you can?
Timmy: Um, duh! (Timmy's friends leave in disappointment) Wow, they really seemed upset.
Wanda: Well, Timmy, they were proud of it and you cut them out of the film.
Cosmo: Just like a sleazy-Hollywood dirtball! Congratulations, Timmy! You're finally a filmmaker! (Timmy looks disappointed)
Timmy: Why won't they stop laughing!?
Sylvester Calzone: Not to be a critic, but your film STUNK.
Timmy: What are you, some kind of critic?
Sylvester Calzone: Kid's got a point. (punches himself out of chair)
Chet Ubetcha: And the Dimmy goes to... Timmy Turner! For best comedy!
Wanda: You won! Which is weird because you weren't even entered in that category!
Cosmo: You were so bad you were good!
Sylvester Calzone: (still continuingto punch himself) C'mon, is that the best I've got?
A.J.: Timmy! You did it! You're an award winning film maker!
Timmy: Yeah, but I couldn't have done it without you guys. And I'll never desert my friends again! (pause) Now excuse me while I desert you to talk to Trixie! (dashes off)
Timmy: Hiya Trixie! I'm a film maker! An award winning film maker! Want to see my award? That I got for my film? That won? HERE? (Timmy gets no response) I don't understand! Why isn't she talking to me!?
Trixie: Because, anonymous voice from nobody, you won for comedy, and everybody knows that comedy is the second lowest form of entertainment next to animation.
Tad: Besides, we're still rich. We only did this because we were bored.
Chad: Yeah, c'mon, let's go be rock stars now! (Tad and Chad run off)
Trixie: Oh my gosh! I just realized! I'm totally in love with rock stars! (Trixie runs off after Tad and Chad)
Timmy: (sighing, to his fairies) Do you think I'll have a shot if I was a rock star?
(Timmy's parents appear next to him, filming him with a camera)
Mr. Turner: GOLD! We're already filming our sequel, "Stupid questions our son asks other people!"