Violet Parr: Tony, this is my mom.
Helen Parr: Pleased to meet you.
Violet Parr: This is my dad.
Bob Parr: Oh, we've met.
Violet Parr: And this is embarrassing...
Dash Parr: Charmed, I'm sure.
Violet Parr: My little brother, Dash. And the baby is Jack-Jack. I tried to limit it to one parent.
Helen Parr: We're all going to a movie, too, Tony. Don't mind us.
Bob Parr: We'll be sitting on the other side of the theater. Not watching you.
Violet Parr: He's kidding. They are only dropping us off at the theater. They have other things to do.
Tony Rydinger: So, you guys are close, I guess.
Violet Parr: Yeah, I guess.
Bob Parr: We can get closer.
Helen Parr: Bob.
(There is shooting sound coming from somewhere close, everyone exchanges looks)
Violet Parr: Stop! Let us out! (gets out of the car with Tony) Here, large popcorn, small soda. Save me a seat, center, about eight rows back. I'll be back before the previews are over.
Bob Parr: Hey, you did this. Can you undo it?
Krushauer: You want me to un-crush?
Bob Parr: What? No one's ever asked for that?
Krushauer: No. To un-crush is silly. Why un-crush?
Bob Parr: To get into the engine room. Oh, forget it. We don't have enough time.
Krushauer: What if I said to un-punch someone? What do you do?
Winston Deavor: That enthusiasm is golden. Now hold on to it. But for our first move... Well, Elastigirl is our best play.
Bob Parr: Better than me? (Helen gives him a look and coughs) I mean, she's good. Really, a credit to her... You know. You know.
Winston Deavor: With great respect... let's not test the whole "insurance-will-pay-for-everything" idea... on the first go 'round, okay?
Bob Parr: Wait a minute. You're saying what? I'm messy?
Winston Deavor: Well, Evelyn did a cost-benefit analysis... comparing all your last five years of crime fighting before going underground. And Elastigirl's numbers are self-explanatory.
Bob Parr: Well, it's not a fair comparison! Heavyweight problems need heavyweight solutions.
Winston Deavor: Of course! We're gonna solve all kinds of problems together. After the perfect launch with Elastigirl!
Rick Dicker: Politicians don't understand people... who do good simply because it's right. It makes 'em nervous. They've been gunning for Supers for years. Today was all they needed. Anyway... I'm done. I'm afraid two more weeks in the motel is the best I can do for ya. It ain't much.
Helen Parr: You've done plenty, Rick. We won't forget.
Rick Dicker: Well, it has been a great honor working with you good people.
Bob Parr: Thanks for everything, and good luck.
Rick Dicker: Yeah. You, too.
Dash Parr: That was cool when you threw that car!
Bob Parr: Not as cool as you running on water.
Dash Parr: Hey, Mom! That was sweet when you snagged that bad guy with your arm and whiplashed him into the other guy... (he keeps talking in the background for a bit) ...aced those guys that tried to kill us! That was the best vacation ever! I love our family.
Bob Parr: I have to do this alone.
Helen Parr: What is this to you? Playtime?
Bob Parr: No.
Helen Parr: So you can be Mr. Incredible again?
Bob Parr: No!
Helen Parr: Then what? What is it?
Bob Parr: I'm not...
Helen Parr: Not what?
Bob Parr: I'm not strong enough.
Helen Parr: Strong enough? And this will make you stronger?
Bob Parr: Yes. No!
Helen Parr: That's what this is? Some sort of workout?
Bob Parr: I can't lose you again! I can't. Not again. I'm not strong enough.
Helen Parr: If we work together, you won't have to be.
Bob Parr: I'm sorry. This is my fault. I've been a lousy father. Blind to what I have. So obsessed with being undervalued that I undervalued all of you.
(Violet makes a force field but no one but Dash notices)
Dash Parr: Dad?
Helen Parr: Shh. Don't interrupt.
Bob Parr: So caught up in the past that I... You are my greatest adventure. And I almost missed it. I swear, I'm gonna get us out of this safely if I...
Violet Parr: Well... I think Dad has made some excellent progress today but I think it's time we wind down now.
Syndrome: The robot will emerge dramatically, do some damage. Throngs of screaming people! And just when all hope is lost, Syndrome will save the day! I'll be a bigger hero than you ever were!
Bob Parr: 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 no one will be.