Steven: Whoever that is, it took out Brainwave. What do we do?
Jordan: We don’t worry, Steven. I killed one Starman. I can kill another.
Brainwave: What am I thinking?
Henry: Come on, Dad.
Brainwave: Try and guess.
Henry: I hate when you stare at me like this. It’s weird.
Brainwave: Look me in the eyes and tell me what I’m thinking.
Henry: That I have to take the bus? I don’t know.
Larry: My dad used to tell me, ‘You gotta want pain. You gotta make pain your friend.’ You’re making choices for your future self right now, your better self. Your better self is going to thank you for it.
Pat: How long we been doing this?
Larry: Three minutes. Only 57 more to go.
Pat: Stop looking for Brainwave. I’ve got it.
Courtney: We can cover more ground together. You keep checking out the gym. I’ll head to some classrooms.
Pat: Listen to me, Courtney…
Courtney: Meet back at the cookies in 10.
Pat: Hey, hold on a second, you’re not…
Courtney: Stop standing around.
Pat: Hey, stop.
Courtney: Move Patrick.
Pat: Stop telling me what to do.
Courtney: Stop trying to scare me.
Pat: You should be scared, understand me?
Courtney: Well, I can’t be right now. Pat, my whole life I’ve waited for my father to show up, and now I know why he didn’t. Brainwave and the others took him from me, and the staff is giving me a chance to get justice for that, for my dad, for the JSA, for your friends.
Pat: I don’t care that that staff works for you. You’re staying here.
Brainwave: Who are you?
Pat: Who am I? Someone looking for justice.
Courtney: I’m Stargirl, and that’s my sidekick.
Courtney: Come on sidekick. Don’t flake on me now.
Pat: The last time I was a sidekick my partner got killed.
Courtney: Yes, but this time you have a freaking robot. You can do this, Pat. The staff chose me, and I choose you. Stargirl and Stripsey. What about STRIPE? Ooh, like an acronym. Um, Subatomic Tactical Robot Internet Pat Enhancer. Nailed it, yes. That’s cool.
Courtney: Who is he?
Pat: He’s called Brainwave, one of the Justice Society’s enemies. A member of the Injustice Society of America.
Courtney: The Injustice Society of America? None of you were good with names, huh Stripsey?
Courtney: Brainwave’s in this town somewhere for whatever reason. So let’s go find him…
Pat: You’re being careless, all right. Brainwave might not be alone, and he saw you.
Courtney: It was dark.
Pat: If he finds out who you are and comes here… I don’t even want to think about it. You know, you might laugh at those red and white stripes that I wore, but people looked at those instead of my face. We had costumes for a reason: to protect our families.
Courtney: Costume, check. I’ll probably need a mask too.
Pat: No, no costumes.
Courtney: No, no, I get it. I totally see your point Pat. Protect the family, superhero rule No. 1.
Pat: Rule No. 1 is I’m doing this without you.
Barbara: Oh my god, what happened?
Courtney: Oh, I fell down the basement stairs.
Pat: Get them while they’re hot. Who’s hungry?
Barbara: What happened to you?
Pat: Oh I, uh, well I tripped down those basement stairs.
Barbara: You both fell down the basement stairs?
Courtney: Yeah, there’s a bad step.
Pat: There’s a couple of bad steps down there.
Mike: Good-bye In-N-Out, good-bye friends, good-bye indoor plumbing.
Pat: It’s Nebraska. It’s not Siberia, Mike.
Mike: I looked this place up on Google Earth. Blue Valley doesn’t have jack.
Pat: It’s got fresh air, it’s got friendly people, it’s got schools without metal detectors. The thing is I need your help with this move, OK. I need you to be positive.
Mike: Positive? I am positive.
Mike: I’m positive this place will blow ass.