Dylan North Quotes in Yours, Mine & Ours (2005)

Marisa North, Bina North: Mo-om!

Helen North: What?

Marisa North, Bina North: He's painting our roses again!

Dylan North: [after being tattled of spray painting the twins' roses] It's art.

Jimi North: You can't call it art unless you have talent.

Dylan North: [to William] Oh, Uh, have them catch you and Phoebe together?

Christina Beardsley: You are really sick!

Dylan North: Ok then have them catch "you" and Phoebe together?

Phoebe North: How about they catch me with my hands around your neck?

William Beardsley: Done!

Dylan North: Psh. You have an illness.

William Beardsley: Hey. What are you doing?

Dylan North: It's called decorating.

William Beardsley: No, it's called vandalism.

Dylan North: Whatever.

Dylan North: [to Phoebe] Nothing says time to come out of the bathroom like: *Fire!*

Jimi North: Now put your hands up in the air and wave them like you just don't care. And if you think that Kelly is the best let me hear you say "Oh, yeah!" "Oh, yeah!" Go Kelly! Go Kelly! The other team is...

Michael Beardsley: smelly!

Jimi North: They're quaking like they're...

Harry Beardsley: jelly!

Bina North, Marisa North: We've got sisters from...

Bina North, Marisa North: New Delhii!

Jimi North, Michael Beardsley, Harry Beardsley, Bina North, Marisa North, Dylan North, Christina Beardsley, Phoebe North, Naoko North, Joni North: Go Kelly! Go Kelly! The other team is smelly! They're quaking like they're jelly! We got sisters from New Delhi!

Jimi North: Go Kelly!

Dylan North: Mom gets married, we get drafted.

Dylan North: Two words, par and ty.

Dylan North: [Christina gives him wierd look] Party!

Christina Beardsley: Yeah, I got that.

Dylan North: Yeah, somebody might actually think your cool, If they didn't know you.

William Beardsley: Ha! That's funny!

William Beardsley: Okay, phase two. I think that we just need one more big thing to push them over the edge.

Dylan North: [to William] Have them catch you and Phoebe together?

Christina Beardsley: You're really sick.

Dylan North: [to Christina] Okay, then have them catch you and Phoebe together.

Phoebe North: How about they catch me with my hands around your neck?

Frank Beardsley: Don't worry, you'll soon be doing this in your sleep.

Dylan North: I am asleep.

Dylan North: You couldn't get elected hall monitor for this.