Codename: Kids Next Door/Season 5
- 1 Season 5
- 1.1 Operation: E.L.E.C.T.I.O.N.S. [5.01]
- 1.2 Operation: D.U.C.K.Y. [5.02]
- 1.3 Operation: D.I.A.P.E.R. [5.03]
- 1.4 Operation: B.U.L.L.I.E.S. [5.04]
- 1.5 Operation: F.I.S.H.Y. [5.05]
- 1.6 Operation: B.R.E.A.K.U.P. [5.06]
- 1.7 Operation: S.A.F.A.R.I. [5.07]
- 1.8 Operation: N.A.U.G.H.T.Y. [5.08]
- 1.9 Operation: V.I.R.U.S. [5.09]
- 1.10 Operation: O.U.T.B.R.E.A.K. [5.10]
- 1.11 Operation: C.A.N.Y.O.N. [5.11]
- 1.12 Operation: H.O.L.I.D.A.Y. [5.12]
- 1.13 Operation: C.A.K.E.D.-.F.I.V.E. [5.13]
- 1.14 Operation: R.E.C.R.U.I.T. [5.14]
- 1.15 Operation: D.A.D.D.Y. [5.15]
- 1.16 Operation: C.L.O.W.N. [5.16]
- 1.17 Operation: S.P.A.N.K.E.N.S.T.I.N.E. [5.17]
- 1.18 Operation: H.O.T.S.T.U.F.F. [5.18]
- 1.19 Operation: M.I.S.S.I.O.N. [5.19]
- 1.20 Operation: E.N.G.L.A.N.D. [5.20]
- 1.21 Operation: A.W.A.R.D.S [5.21]
- 1.22 Operation: L.I.C.O.R.I.C.E. [5.22]
- 1.23 Operation: H.O.M.E. [5.23]
- 1.24 Operation: S.M.I.L.E.R, [5.24]
- 2 External links
Operation: E.L.E.C.T.I.O.N.S. [5.01]
- DCFDTL: Thank you fellow students for electing US as your new president. We think you'll find the rest of the school year to be quite... delightful.
Operation: D.U.C.K.Y. [5.02]
Operation: D.I.A.P.E.R. [5.03]
- Numbuh 2: "Alright, where'd that baby go?"
- Numbuh 2: "AAAH! I'm hit! everything's going stinky!"
Operation: B.U.L.L.I.E.S. [5.04]
Operation: F.I.S.H.Y. [5.05]
Operation: B.R.E.A.K.U.P. [5.06]
Operation: S.A.F.A.R.I. [5.07]
Operation: N.A.U.G.H.T.Y. [5.08]
DCFDTL: (the REINDEER System turn them into Grinch-like monsters) Help us, please! You must help us!
Operation: V.I.R.U.S. [5.09]
Gene: (regarding the teens' prom) Now, I'm going to flow the fucking meeting to Steven, who has prepared an elaborate computer stimulation of our plan to solve!
Hi-5: Oh yeah! This is gonna fuckin' rock!
Steven: Well... I kinda didn't have time to make computer stimulation, so... I made a diorama shit instead! But it should still explain our basic attack the same way. First, we'll be like OOOOOGHH Waaahh WOOOSSHH! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! The teenagers go WAAAAHHHH!!!! It's the Emojis Next Door!! Then we'll be like WOOOO SWWWAAAMM! And then they're like AHHHHHHH NOOO HELP US!!! HELP US!!!! Then we'll be like RRRAARRGHH!! RARARARAGGRGHH!! Then they'll go OH NO, PLEASE! We surrender! (ends up destroying his diorama and smiles)
Hi-5: That's the same diarrhea thing shit you made for fucking history class!
Cree: (smashes through the treehouse) Where is my fucking sister?!
Gene: If it isn't Cree Lincoln. May I ask what you fucking want with Smiler?
Cree: Where the fuck is she?!
Gene: Why don't you fucking try looking HERE?! (shows a 2x4 weapon, which being destroyed by Cree)
Cree: Nice try, kid. Any more tricks up your sleeve shit?
Gene: Maybe not my sleeve, teenager shit, but definitely in my back POCKET! (shows another 2x4 weapon, but was destroyed again) And in my armpit! (again) And my sock! (again) And under my belt! (again) And under my collar! (again) And my other sock! (again; and does this multiple times until he shows a comb) And uhh... My uhh... well... That's it. (comb got destroyed)
Cree: You better hand her ass over now, before I turn this stupid tree house upside-down!
Gene: Go ahead and try it. (scene changes, the tree house now upside-down) Wow... I didn't think you could do it.
Steven: (in a parachute; Cree appears before him) Cree! (romanticizes) You know, if you wanted to get together, all you have to do is call... (Cree shoots a string from the parachute) Aaaaahhh!
Cree: My sister! Where the fuck is she?
Steven: (still romanticizing) Let's not talk about her. Let's talk about you, and me. (Cree shoots another string) Waaahahhhh!! I make it another... (Cree shoots another) Aaaaahhhhah! The thing you... (another) Waaaahhhh!! Don't love me and (another) But a kiss as much as I thought you did. Cree: Where is my sister?! (shoots the last string)
Steven: (gasps) Gene was supposed to be with me but maybe she's with Jailbreak and Hi-5! (falls) AAAAAAHHH!
Cree: (grabs him) And where the fuck are they?
Steven: Coordinate 82.77! (back to romanicizing) Could I get a big thank you smooch now? (attempts to kiss Cree, but Cree lets go of him and let him fall) AAAAAAAAAaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!! (doesn't realize he was now on the ground) Huh? (realizes and laughs)
Steven: Okay, so... GIMME A CALL LATER!
Cree: No time left, I need Smiler!
Hi-5: uhh we haven't seen her all day!
Cree: You lie!
Jailbreak: No, we really haven't seen her anywhere! Well I know I haven't. (giggles) I think...? Oh no wait, wait, let me think. I might've seen her yesterday...was that the day before. Tell me this much, did she wear a bonnet shit?
Cree: (flares up) You're fucking wasting my time! (timer buzzes) Oh, no. No! (checks her watch which reads "TIME'S UP") RrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! SHIT!!!
(Smiler and Cree fights)
Smiler: Let me fucking speak!
Cree: Why should I ever listen to you?! Without that antidote, it's over for me, and it's your stupid Emojis Next Door's fault!
Smiler: I know! That's why Smiler went and got it for you! (shows antidote)
Cree: You did?
Smiler: I told the Emojis Next Door to trying out the new strain of unpoppable zit shit on your prom night was goin' too far!
Cree: (gets teary-eyed) You... you did that for me? After all I've done to you and the Emojis Next Door?
Smiler: Well, you may be my archenemy, but you're still my sister. Now come here, let's see if this junk shit works. (Cree shows her 'strain unpoppable zit') EEW! Nasty! Fuck! Those Emojis Next Door scientist do nice work, huh? (applies the antidote to Cree, and Cree cried the tears of joy)
Operation: O.U.T.B.R.E.A.K. [5.10]
Hi-5: No one said anything about fucking cruddy swimming on this mission shit!! I almost drowned it down there!!!!
Smiler: Well where did you think we were going when we said it was a deep sea rescue.
Hi-5: Deep Sea Rescue??? I thought you said "Free Seafood Barbecue"!!!
Luis Fonsi: That treehouse is fucking infected like pieces of shit with cogitisnooctoogietetrainfectoepistratipcagis
Hi-5: That better mean there's seafood in here professor Lose Fonsi.
Luis Fonsi: LOSE FONSI???? LISTEN YOU little trapezoidocrastritismembreane
Operation: C.A.N.Y.O.N. [5.11]
Operation: H.O.L.I.D.A.Y. [5.12]
- Numbuh 3: Toilet-paper tube to chew on, sir? Chew tube? Would you like a chew tube? Chew tube for you? [ Squeaking ] okay, I'll bring you your sunflower seeds in a second! Chew tu-- r-r-r-r-r-r! Dmitri, what did I say about squirting soda on a national flight?!
Operation: C.A.K.E.D.-.F.I.V.E. [5.13]
Numbuh 86 whispers to Father about Numbuh 19th Century.]
Numbuh 86: He's from the 19th century.
Father: The 19th century? Get out of here.
Numbuh 86: It's true. He's like, never seen cars and stuff. Go on. Ask him something.
Father:[Calling to Numbuh 19th Century} Hey, kid?! Do you want to watch cartoons, on the television?
Numbuh 19th Century: What are cartoons? And what is this thing called...tel-e-vision?
[Father and Numbuh 86 laughs.]
[Numbuh 3 tricks the Ice Cream Henchman to look behind himself.]
Numbuh 3: I'll take one of those! [ice cream]
Henchman: One of what?
[She tries to squeeze his shoulder to make him unconscious, but it did not work.]
Henchman: What are you doing?
Numbuh 3: Eh, sorry.
Numbuh 5: Hello. Try this.
[Numbuh 5 uses a S.P.L.A.N.K.E.R.]
[Numbuh 5 disguised herself as henchman]
Henchman: Hey, aren't you a little short to be an ice cream man?
Numbuh 5: Aw, come on. I'm taller than that guy.
[He looks away. Numbuh 3 tries to squeeze his shoulder but it did not work again.]
Henchman: Thanks! I had the worst crick in the shoulder--
[Numbuh 5 uses an ice cream gun.]
Numbuh 5: Try this next time.
Operation: R.E.C.R.U.I.T. [5.14]
Steven: (After she investigates Demi with his scanner) Risky.
Demi: Aaaargh!!! (pushes Demi to the wall) Thought you could get sneaking with a spidertron fight recorder, huh?! (takes out a video game from Bobby and smashes it)
Steven: Uh, Hi-5, that was just a video game.
Hi-5: I know. I just like smashing rookie stuff.
Demi: Um... am I in the Emojis Next Door now?
Steven: Demi, Demi, Lovato.
Demi: Uh, it's Demi.
Steven: Whatever. You haven't even met her yet.
Operation: D.A.D.D.Y. [5.15]
Mr. Boss: What are you doing in my house, Numbuh 1? And what are you doing out of bed, Shaunie?
Operation: C.L.O.W.N. [5.16]
Operation: S.P.A.N.K.E.N.S.T.I.N.E. [5.17]
Numbuh 2: Why'd you do it, Mushi?! Why did you bring the Rainbow Monkey to life to coming to spank me?!
Mushi Sanban: Revenge, but I guess in trust a Rainbow Monkey doing for the kindergarten stuff!
Mushi Sanban: Come on out, Hoagie! You can't hide from my eleventy billion color shower of doom!
Count Spankout: [emerging from the closet] Those who feel the power of Spankingness and combine it with fluffy stuffed animals shall feel the stingy wrath of COUNT SPANKULOT!!!
Operation: H.O.T.S.T.U.F.F. [5.18]
- Gene: What's that smell? Who's cooking hamburgers?
- Smiler: I don't know about hamburgers, but your buns are burning!
- Jailbreak's Brother:[after Gene told him to go home and lower the temperature; visibly suffering from heat frustration] HA! I can't even get near the thermostat! IT'S SO HOT! [regains composure and sit on the chair] I'm staying right here where it's nice and compfortable.
Operation: M.I.S.S.I.O.N. [5.19]
Operation: E.N.G.L.A.N.D. [5.20]
Numbuh 122: "Fight?!? Over a Rainbow Monkey book?!? What do you think we are? Americans?"
Numbuh 1: (talking in British slang, apparently telling a funny story or a joke)
Other characters: "[Laughing]"
Mr Uno: "That's a good'un son!"
Numbuh 1: "yet, I have no idea what I just said"
Numbuh 1: "You want to get your hand off me?!"
Numbuh 513: "You want to make me?!"
Numbuh 1: "I don't make trash. I just burn it!"
Numbuh 513: "And I don't eat me chips in a lorry when the vicar's pushing the pram across the square!"
Numbuh 1: "And I don't--- what on earth's a lorry?!"
Operation: A.W.A.R.D.S [5.21]
Operation: L.I.C.O.R.I.C.E. [5.22]
Numbuh 5: Oh Hey Heiny!
Heinrich Von Marzipan: Abigail, I, I, never got ein chance to zank you for saving me.
Numbuh 5: Oh thats cool, Maybe this makes us even for Guatemala?
Heinrich Von Marzipan: Not even close!, Not even if you saved mein life two zousand times!, I!
Numbuh 5: Chill out, man. Numbuh 5 was just kidding. Besides, you can thank me once we get back.
Heinrich Von Marzipan: Uh, Back vhere, Fery funny, Abigail Lincoln!, I'll get out!, Und I'll finally haff mein revenge on you, Abigail!
Operation: H.O.M.E. [5.23]
Operation: S.M.I.L.E.R, [5.24]
(talking to KND Operatives via computers)
Luis Fonsi: Huh? Okay. We're on it. Bye! (to another computer) Look, I don't care what level you are, Jonnee. Put that video game down, and find what Knightbrace is doing at the kipsie! (to another computer) Sector V, D, Q, I told you I want that broccoli bar shut down ASA now! Moonbase out! (bumps on Pyle)
Pyle: Sir, I need these official orders signed 73.0 seconds ago, sir!
Numbuh 362: I'm sorry, Numbuh 65.3... (gets hit by a frisbee) Aw!
KND Operative 1: Hey, little help, Numbuh 362?
Numbuh 362: (picks the frisbee and throws it back) Would you guys mind playing Whizbee on the Whizbee deck and not on my bridge?
KND Operative 1: Uhh, yes sir ma'am! (to another operative) Hey dude, go on this time!
Numbuh 65.3: Sir, what about those papers that need authorization?
Numbuh 362: Uhh... I...
Numbuh 96 (Dana): Numbuh 362! Sector B is under attack by angry history teacher!
KND Operative 2: Sir, the cotton candy machine is filled with ants!
(random operatives came and kept babbling to Numbuh 362)
Numbuh 362: (tensed) Uh, Uh-huh... okay... I'll get on that... yeah, I'll try... (gets hit again with a frisbee) AWW!!
KND Operative 1: A little help, Numbuh 362!
Numbuh 362: (flared up) That's it! I want every Kids Next Door Operative at the Kids Next Door Super Convention Center for a quick-topelate portanic super secret meeting at 0500!
Numbuh 2: Oh, boy! If Numbuh 362 called for a meeting here, it's gotta be something really cool!
Numbuh 1: (enthusiastically) Maybe she's going to commend us in front of everyone for our defeat of the mid-west moment of homemade coastal beast!
Numbuh 4: Well, whatever this is about, it better be quick... I got to pee so bad, I...
Numbuh 86: KIDS NEXT DOOR, ATTENTIOOON!!!
Numbuh 362: At ease, everyone. I've got something super-double important to tell you all. It's something that I hate to do, but simply can't wait any longer. I'd like to say...
Numbuh 4: Ooooh! Ooh! Oooooohh!! Oooh! Ooooohhh!! Numbuh 362!
Numbuh 362: Yeeesss, Numbuh 4?
Numbuh 4: Can I go to the bathroom? Pleeeeaaasse?!
Numbuh 362: Can't it wait? I'm kind of in the middle of something important here...
Numbuh 4: But really...reaally... REEAAALLYY...!
Numbuh 362: (angry) Okay! Just go already!
Numbuh 4: Yes! (left for the bathroom)
Numbuh 362: What I was trying to say is that running this organization is all-consuming job. One that requires strength, patience, and your willingness to share your candy with everyone. At this point, I feel I have exhausted those very things. So it is this time, my fellow Kids Next Door, that I must say... (to Numbuh 86) TAG! You're it!
Numbuh 86: HAAAAH?! (everyone gets shocked and emptied the stadium) I'm it?! What'll I do, what'll I do?!
Numbuh 4: (just got out of the bathroom) Hey... Thought I was going to explode the... hey, where'd everybody go?
Numbuh 86: Tag! You're it!
Numbuh 4: Hey! Come back here!
(Numbuh 362 surprised with Numbuh 1)
Numbuh 1: Relax! It's just me.
Numbuh 362: Ugh, sorry Numbuh 1... I thought you might be it.
Numbuh 1: Yeeah... wouldn't want that one now, would we?
Numbuh 1: So... Why don't you want to be it now, Rachel? Isn't it fun anymore?
Numbuh 362: Fun? Everyone knows there's nothing fun about being Supreme Leader of the Kids Next Door! That's why we have that stupid game of tag to decide who does it.
Numbuh 1: But you wanted the job back when Chad left, and you've been the best one yet! I mean, other your leadership, there's been a 60% reduction of the world's broccoli supply!
Numbuh 362: Please. It's operatives like you do the real work. I'm just stuck on the moon base doing paperwork, I don't get to go on missions anymore, I have to feed eleventy hundred kids with short attention spans organized... I just don't want to do it anymore, Nigel... So I called in a game of tag. Whoever's it at noon, leading the Kids Next Door will be their problem.