Dash: Dad, that was so cool when you threw that car!Mr. Incredible: Not as cool as you running on water!
Helen: What on earth do you think the baby will be doing?Edna: Well, I am sure I don't know, darling. Luck favors the prepared.
Syndrome: It's finally ready! You know, I went through quite a few supers to make it worthy to fight you, but man, it wasn't good enough! After you trashed the last one, I had to make some major modifications. Sure, it was difficult, but you are worth it. I mean, after all... I am your biggest fan.Mr. Incredible: Buddy?Syndrome: My name is not Buddy! And it's not Incrediboy, either. That ship has sailed. All I wanted was to help you. I only wanted to help, and what do you say to me?Mr. Incredible: Fly home, Buddy. I work alone.Syndrome: It tore me apart. But I learned an important lesson. You can't count on anyone, especially your heroes.
Syndrome: Huh? Huh? Oh, come on! You gotta admit, this is cool! Just like a movie: the robot will emerge dramatically, do some damage, throw some screaming people. And just when all hope is lost? Syndrome will save the day! I'll be a bigger hero than you ever were.Mr. Incredible: You mean you killed off real heroes so that you could pretend to be one?Syndrome: Oh, I'm real. Real enough to defeat *you*! And I did it without your precious gifts, your oh-so-special powers. I'll give them heroics. I'll give them the most spectacular heroics anyone's ever seen! And when I'm old and I've had my fun, I'll sell my inventions so that everyone can be superheroes. *Everyone* can be super! And when everyone's super...Syndrome: ...no one will be.