Helen: Now I'm losing him! What'll I do? What'll I do?Edna: What are you talking about?
Helen: Dash... this is the third time this year you've been sent to the office. We need to find a better outlet. A more... constructive outlet.Dash: Maybe I could, if you'd let me go out for sports.Helen: Honey, you know why we can't do that.Dash: But I promise I'll slow up. I'll only be the best by a tiny bit.Helen: Dashiell Robert Parr, you are an incredibly competitive boy, and a bit of a show-off. The last thing you need is temptation.Dash: You always say 'Do your best', but you don't really mean it. Why can't I do the best that I can do?Helen: Right now, honey, the world just wants us to fit in, and to fit in, we gotta be like everyone else.Dash: But Dad always said our powers were nothing to be ashamed of, our powers made us special.Helen: Everyone's special, Dash.Dash: Which is another way of saying no one is.
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.
We look like bad guys. Incompetent bad guys!