Timmy: [disguised as Santa] Ho, ho, ho! I brought you stuffed panda.
Mr. Turner: [looking at the security camera with the stuffed bear as Dinkleberg was writing a letter to Santa about his "evil" plan to give the gift to a needy child] Oh, look at him! He's like the embodiment of evil! I can't watch.
Timmy: Dad, get a grip! There is nothing evil about Mr. Dinkleberg!
Mr. Turner: [referring to Timmy] GEH! Dinkleberg's got into you too! He put a chip in your little girl brain just like he did to your mother! [Picks up Timmy and holds a speaker facing beside his ear] YOU MANIAC, GIVE ME BACK MY SON!!!
Mrs. Turner: [she comes up out of the floor on a Hydraulic Lift with pitcher of lemonade] Hi, boys! I've brought you some lemonade!
Mr. Turner: GEH! That's not lemonade, that's mind control juice! [he then jumps, karate-chopping the lemonade pitcher and cups out of Mrs. Turner's hands] I must escape before I too fall under Dinkleberg's control! [goes to the escape button] To the escape chute! [he pushes the button, causing Mrs. Turner to fall in, and he jumps in too] Honey! Push in my fall...!
Mr. Turner: Ooh, it's shaped like a small intenstine with meatloaf walls and corn on the floor!
Timmy: That is his small intestine! He ate the cookie!
Mr. Turner: The perfect disguise. Now, to quietly look for signs of evil.
Dinkleberg: Then, I snuck into your closet and made all your ties clash!