Batman: The Brave and the Bold (TV Series)

Long Arm of the Law! (2009)

Tom Kenny: Plastic Man

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Quotes 

• Plastic Man : Do you swear allegiance to the side of goodness and right?

  Woozy Winks : I do.

  Plastic Man : Will you strike terror into cowardly and superstitious criminals everywhere?

  Woozy Winks : I will.

  Plastic Man : Will you pit your prodigious strength and keen intellect against the forces of darkness as my crime-fighting apprentice?

  Woozy Winks : Sure, Plas. Whatever you say.

  Plastic Man : In that case, Woozy Winks, by the power I've invested in me, I make you my duly-deputized sidekick.

  Woozy Winks : Hot dog!

  Plastic Man : And now, to the Plas Cave.

  [opening a bust of Batman, he takes out a set of keys and opens a door] 

  Woozy Winks : Wow, boss. You disguised it all up so's it looks like your garage.

• Batman : Woozy.

  Woozy Winks : No, Bats, I'm fine. Thanks to you.

  Batman : No, I meant you're Woozy.

  Woozy Winks : No, really, never been better.

  Batman : [thinking, derisively]  Sidekicks.

  Plastic Man : That dumb oaf almost hurt my family, and now he's gonna pay.

  Batman : Now is not the best time to let your emotions get the best of you, Plas.

• Plastic Man : Come on, Bats. Maybe we're not...

  Kite Man : [with Ramona, the baby, and the dog tied to his kite]  Too late! Soon, I'll have the retribution you owe me, Plastic Man. Consider this just a down payment!

  Plastic Man : What have I done?

• Batman : Kite Man is trying to draw you out. Until we know what he's up to, it's best for you to stay here with your family.

  Plastic Man : [with his fingers crossed behind his back]  Oh, okay, Bats.

• Plastic Man : If you don't mind, Batman, this big maroon is all mine.

  [molding into a brick wall] 

  Plastic Man : The only way out of here is through me. Ha, ha. Check and mate.

  [getting thrown through the ceiling out onto the street] 

  Plastic Man : [dodging various items thrown at him]  Hey, that's city property.

• Plastic Man : You know the plan, right, Woozy?

  Woozy Winks : Of course. If Ramona asks where we took baby, don't mention Rubberneck, and change the subject.

  Ramona : [opening the front door]  Oh, baby. Where were you? I was so worried.

  Plastic Man : Nothing to worry about, sugar. Just a stimulating evening at the boring old museum.

  Woozy Winks : [getting nudged in the shoulder]  Uh, I wonder what's on the old telly tonight.

  [turning the TV on, they see a news report about the museum heist] 

  Woozy Winks : Uh-oh.

  [switching channels, there's another news report] 

  Woozy Winks : Oh, boy.

  [switching channels again, then turning the TV off] 

  Woozy Winks : Uh... I got nothing.

• Plastic Man : Yes! I am back, baby! Whoo!

  [dodging a laser blast] 

  Plastic Man : Woozy, turn that thing off.

  Woozy Winks : I'm trying, I'm trying.

  [a ray hits Kite Man, who then adopts the properties of Plastic Man's powers] 

  Kite Man : Oh, you cannot be serious.

• Plastic Man : My fault. This is my fault. I have no self-control. Oh, why didn't I do the thing when I...

  Batman : Get a hold of yourself, O'Brien. Pull it together and let's go.

  Plastic Man : You really think I can help? After everything?

  Batman : I never waste my time on screwups, O'Brien.

• Kite Man : Those years in jail kept me from achieving my own greatness. But when people hear how I used a kite for my fiendish revenge, I'll be the most famous kite-related person in history.

  [tying up Batman] 

  Kite Man : Now that I've taken care of any unwanted interference, Eel, step out here where I can shoot you more easily.

  Batman : O'Brien, you don't have to...

  Plastic Man : But I do, Bats. Thanks to me, my family's in danger. I have to make this right. All right, Kite Man, you win.

  Kite Man : Of course, I do. My ray will turn you into a petrified statue for my mantle. That is, if I don't smash you to bits.

  Batman : [after he fires the ray]  Okay, Kite Man, now release the hostages.

  Kite Man : As you wish.

  [snapping at Rubberneck, the kite to which Ramona, the baby, and the dog are lashed begins to fly away with the wind] 

• Plastic Man : Great gadzooks. Rubberneck. What's that over-sized latex leviathan doing nosing around the museum? You watch baby and Schnitzel while I go catch this criminal red-handed.

  Woozy Winks : [hiding, then peeking his head out]  Can't see nothing. Can you, baby? Baby?

  [realizing the baby's not in his carrier and the dog is off his leash] 

  Woozy Winks : Aw, nuts.

• Plastic Man : This is what passes as art nowadays? It's pretentious, uninspired...

  Woozy Winks : And worth about a million bucks.

  Plastic Man : [getting a greedy look in his eyes]  A million bucks?

  Woozy Winks : Now you're getting that look in your eyes, Plas. Remember, self-control.

• Woozy Winks : [as Plastic Man's dog does his business]  Ugh, I wish we had that plastic bag now.

  Plastic Man : Take note, Woozy. The great crime-fighters multitask. We'll expose baby to this classy long-hair stuff and go on crime patrol at the same time.

• Batman : Sorry to interrupt.

  Plastic Man : Batman, come in, come in. Honey, it's Batman. Gotta talk with Batman. He's on a schedule, it's Batman, very busy.

  Batman : [scanning him]  Just as I suspected. You're missing 2.2 grams of yourself.

  Woozy Winks : Mm-hmm. I thought you looked thinner.

  Plastic Man : [gasping, with an exaggerated facial expression]  Wait, what does that even mean?

  Batman : The robbery at the museum was just a ruse. Rubberneck followed you in there. It was all a set-up to get to you.

  Woozy Winks : But why, Plas? Can you think of anyone who has an ax to grind with you?

  Plastic Man : Hmm...

  [thinking through various events where he disrupted others] 

  Plastic Man : No, I can't think of a soul.

• Plastic Man : Where are we?

  Batman : The Franklin Museum. Founded by the most famous kite flyer of them all: Benjamin Franklin.

  Kite Man : Very good, Batman.

  Plastic Man : Where's my family, Kite Man?

  Woozy Winks : Plas! Look!

  Plastic Man : [seeing them tied up to a kite outside]  You are one sick individual.

  Kite Man : Perhaps, but it wasn't always that way. As a boy, I was obsessed with Ben Franklin. I even re-created the famous electricity experiment. But I was brash. I cut corners, ignored safety precautions.

  Batman : The resulting lightning strike caused a psychological trauma that forced you into a life of kite-centric crime.

  Kite Man : Ben Franklin was a fraud. What did this so-called great man ever give us?

  Woozy Winks : Bifocals.

  Plastic Man : The Franklin stove.

  Rubberneck : Daylight savings time.

  Kite Man : Never mind! The only thing that matters is that tonight, I will have my vengeance.

• Plastic Man : Aha! Rubberneck, I've caught you red-handed.

  [grabbing him, Rubberneck rolls him into a ball, bounces him a few times, then throws him through the ceiling] 

  Batman : You double-dribbled, Rubberneck. That's a penalty. Ten to twenty years in Blackgate Prison.

• Batman : [Plastic Man has molded himself into the Batmobile]  I told you to stay behind.

  Plastic Man : But we wanted to help.

  Batman : We?

  Woozy Winks : [munching on a burger in the passenger seat]  Hi.

  Batman : It seems like our friend Rubberneck is at it again. Get us to the east side. Pronto.

  Plastic Man : Gotcha.

• Plastic Man : I learned from Batman himself the importance of guile. Not to mention gear. The Plastic-rang, the Plastic-shield, plastic bags.

  Woozy Winks : Wow, Plas. You're just like Batman.

  Plastic Man : Aw, I'm trying, Woozy. Bats is the epitome of self-discipline and control. I'm hoping that following his example might help with my own problems in those areas.

  Woozy Winks : You? Self-control problems? Ha! Get outta here.

  Plastic Man : Let's go over the secret danger-alert whistle, shall we?

  [molding his fingers into a musical instrument, he plays a trumpet fanfare; trying himself, Woozy just manages to blow raspberries] 

  Plastic Man : Close enough. Now, let's us two do-gooders do some good.

  Ramona : [opening the garage door]  If you boys are all done playing Batman and Robin, it's time to take baby and Schnitzel to the museum.

  Plastic Man : [groaning in disappointment]  Oh, Ramona.

  Ramona : Don't you "Oh, Ramona" me, Edward O'Brien. You promised. Baby needs to be exposed to culture and class.

  Plastic Man : Yeah, but we have crime patrol.

  Ramona : [dejected, he takes the dog leash and stroller]  And you be careful. Babies don't grow on trees, you know.