Kick Buttowski: Suburban Daredevil

Kick Buttowski: Suburban Daredevil (often referred to as simply Kick Buttowski) is an American animated television series, airing on Disney XD in 2010, about a young boy named Clarence "Kick" Buttowski, who aspires to become the world's greatest daredevil.

Season 1

Dead Man's Drop / Stumped [1.1]

Kick:Fail, I don't do "fail"!

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Gunther: Kick! [looks around] You are naaaaaaaaaaked!

Kick:Aw, biscuits!

If Books Could Kill / There Will Be Nacho [1.2]

Librarian:Everything in the library belongs to me, including you! [laughs evily]

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Kick: She's good, but I'm better.

Dancing with the Enemy / Tattler's Tale [1.18]

Honey: Now, I want you two to behave while we're at the pageant.

Brad: Certainly, mother.

Honey: You've been getting in far too much trouble lately.

Kick: That's in the past, Mom.

Brad: We're quite fond of each other. [he and Kick hug]

Honey: Mm-hmm. I'll be back in three hours.

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[Kick and Brad are talking to each other through mirrors while being grounded in their rooms]

Brad: [annoyed] This is all your fault, dill weed! Mom busted us again because of you!

Kick: She's good, but she's not this good.

Brad: Well, she's catching us somehow.

Kick: Yes, somehow. I think we've got a tattler in our midst.

Honey: [releases her sons from their rooms] Okay, boys. Punishment is over. Out of your rooms and outside now. [opens the front door, pushing Kick outside] And don't get into any more trouble. [serious] I mean it, Kick.

Ms. Chicarelli: Hello, Mrs. Buttowski.

Kick: Wait a minute. That silhouette, so familiar. Ms. Chicarelli. It was you! You're the one snitching on me.

Ms. Chicarelli: That's right. It's my responsibility to keep the cul-de-sac safe from the likes of you, troublemaker.

Kick: (Troublemaker?!) We were just having fun.

Ms. Chicarelli: You were loud and out of control! Kids are the worst thing to ever happen to the suburbs… [savagely] MY SUBURBS! It used to be so quiet around here, until all of your brats moved in! [turns to Mr. Vickle] That goes for you too, Mr. Vickle! You stop cutting those bushes so loudly! [back to Kick; threateningly, as he glares fiercely at her] And the next time you disrupt even one blade of grass on this cul-de-sac, you'll be serving a lifetime of grounding.

Honey: [kindly] Don't worry, Ms. Chicarelli. Kick will be on his best behavior. [to Kick; firmly] Right, Kick?

Kick: [through gritted teeth in irritation] Yes, Mom.

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Kick: Gunther, this is ridiculous. If I get caught one more time, I'm gonna spend my entire childhood locked in this room.

Gunther: I don't know, Kick. From what I hear, she's been taking out kids all over the cul-de-sac.

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[Ms. Chicarelli shows up at the Buttowski residence and knocks on the door]

Honey: [answers the door] Yes? Ms. Chicarelli.

Ms. Chicarelli: [freaking out] Mrs. Buttowski, at this very moment, that boy of yours is disturbing the peace and ruining the sanctity of the entire neighborhood!

Morning Rush / Fistful of Ice Cream [1.19]

[Everyone is in the backyard of the Buttowski residence to celebrate Harold's birthday party while suffering on the hottest day of the year]

Mr. Vickle: Poor Mrs. Buttowski. She picked the hottest day in Mellowbrook history to throw her husband's surprise birthday party. [Cut to Kick relaxing on a lounge chair, non-sweating] And Kick doesn't sweat one drop. How did you do it?

Kick: It pays to keep a cool head.

Gunther: What does that even mean?

Honey: Don't worry, everyone. Ice cream's on the way. Cowboy Kelly ice cream bars. Harold has loved them since he was a little baby and ate one every day. He even shared one on our first date… uh, sort of.

Mr. Vickle: They don't make those anymore.

Honey: I know, but there was one box left in deep freeze.

Mr. Vickle: [relieved] Party saved.

Honey: [answers her phone as it rings] Hello? [gasps in horrified shock] The truck broke down! NO COWBOY KELLY BARS!

Mr. Vickle: [dismayed] Party unsaved.

Kick: I guess that's my cue. Time to save the party.

Gunther: [unsure] I don't know, Kick. Remember last time you tried to "save" the party?

Kick: Not this time, Gunther. We're hoping to find that truck, get those Cowboy Kelly bars, and save Dad's birthday party.

Brad: In your dreams, dill weed. This time, the Brad saves Dad's birthday party.

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Kick: Hang on! We're going underground!

Gunther: I'm afraid of the dark, and giraffes, but that last one doesn't apply!

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Gunther: [opens the box, revealing all the ice cream bars completely melted] I can't believe it! They're all melted!

Kick: [pulls out one from his helmet] All but one.

Harold: Ah. I... I can hardly believe it.

Honey: Oh, Kick, you saved your father's birthday party.

Harold: How did you keep it from melting?

Kick: It pays to keep a cool head.

Gunther: Oh, now I know what that means.

Season 2

Sister Pact / Shh! [2.15]

Kick: I'll just be inside this desk.

[An explosion suddenly goes off]

Ms. Fitzpatrick: Okay. You get an "A". And extra credit to anyone who can find my spleen.