Mr. Turner: Hello? Mr. Turner? It's me, Mr. Turner!
Mr. Turner: Curse you my own two feet! [grabs feet] STOP HURTING MY WIFE! [falls]
Mr. Turner: Gadzooks! I'm not leaving until every crack in this park is filled! [grabs trowel, plaster, notices a plumber with loose pants nearby and is about to fill in the "crack" when the man runs away] COME BACK!
Jorgen: Of course I am! And if these Anti-Fairies want to get to Earth, they'll have to go through ME!
Timmy: They already HAVE gotten through.
Jorgen: Not my shift.
Anti-Cosmo: [speaks like a British gentleman] I'm the Anti-Fairy Cosmo, I'm in no way an idiot.
Anti-Wanda: [speaks with stereotypical "redneck" drawl] And I'm the Anti-Wanda. I'm incredibly stupid and eats with my feets. [picks up sandwich with her feet and takes a bite out of it]
Anti-Cosmo: You see Timothy, we've been trapped behind that blasted barrier for centuries. But we knew some child with his fairies would be stupid enough to set us free. You're our hero. Our BIG STUPID hero!
Anti-Fairy reporter: What a scoop! [takes a photograph of Anti-Cosmo posing with Timmy]
Timmy: Oh man, this is really bad, isn't it?
Cosmo: I'll say. That Anti-Cosmo made me feel like an idiot. [picks up sandwich with his feet and takes a bite out of it]