Spy School Secret Service Quotes

“There were rumors that at age three Erica had thwarted a trio of bank robbers with only a juice box and a Slinky.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“Schmucks”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“Know what else is tough?” I asked. “Getting falsely accused of being a pervert in front of the Secret Service.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“We have gathered here today to honor Benjamin Ripley for being the first person to ever regurgitate a wombat through a flugelhorn.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“I couldn’t guarantee that. And given that I’d just opened fire on a Secret Service motorcade, I couldn’t exactly go for a stroll around the Reflecting Pool.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“Catherine was taken aback. “Kill you? Goodness, no. That’s a bit drastic, isn’t it? I wouldn’t kill you, dear. I’d only maim you a little.” “Oh,” I said, unsure if that was actually better.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“Erica helped me replace the hatch and slide the seats back, then called shotgun and climbed into the front passenger seat. I let her have it. In Erica’s family, sitting in the shotgun seat occasionally meant you had to use an actual shotgun.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“I also made you some tea.” She handed back an old-fashioned tartan-plaid thermos bottle with a cap that doubled as a cup. “I know it’s very stereotypical for a British person to make tea, but the fact is, it’s chock-full of antioxidants and has far less sugar than that Gatorade that”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“Erica?” I called out. “Are you okay?” “No!” she shouted back. “Some dipstick just shot me with a sedation darrrrppplthhhmmm.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“Ashley gave us a devious smile, her perfect white teeth gleaming in the darkness. “So long, doosers!” she shouted, and raced into the darkness. “Dorks plus losers?” Mike asked. “Give it a rest,” Zoe told him, then screamed as a pendulum smacked her off the beam.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“Where we ran into Warren Reeves. Literally. He was dressed in a gray outfit that blended perfectly into the cement tunnels. I didn’t even see him until I slammed into him and knocked him right on his butt. “Ouch!” he whined.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“The principal keeps all the top secret codes for campus written down in a folder in his office so he won’t forget them,” Erica explained. “It’s labeled ‘Top Secret Codes.’ ”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“Don’t worry about me,” Nefarious said, without even looking up from his game. “I’m good here.” “Really?” Zoe asked. “Really,” Nefarious answered. “I get to play games all day and have all the food I can eat. What more is there?” “Uh . . . freedom?” Zoe suggested. “Fresh air? Not having your toilet be six inches from your bed?” “Mneh,” Nefarious grunted. “I like having the toilet right here. That way I can keep gaming while I do my business.” “See what I have to deal with in here?” Ashley asked. “It’s hisgusting.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“In fact, Mike was thrilled about the whole thing. “We’re springing a prisoner from maximum security!” he exclaimed. “This is so cool!” “It’s a felony,” I pointed out to him. “To save you,” he said. “Man, this school is amazing! The most exciting thing we ever got to do at our old school was dissect a frog. And mine had some kind of frog fungus.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“Sweaty plus awesome?” Mike asked. “Sweet plus awesome,” Zoe corrected. “Oh.” Mike looked disappointed that he’d gotten one wrong.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“You promised to go to Disney World with me!” “I never actually promised that,” I said. “You still betrayed me! You’re a quaitor!” “Quisling plus traitor?” Mike asked. “Duh,” Ashley sneered.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“Zoe noticed Erica and crowed, “And you! You were only pretending to be upset with Ben, weren’t you? Oh, I could hug you, too!” “Don’t,” Erica warned. As if, maybe, Zoe had threatened to punch her.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“What are you doing here?” Erica demanded. “I asked you first,” Mike said. “I’m the one with the gun,” Erica reminded him.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“He attacked Erica instead of me. According to Professor Georgia Simon, my self-defense instructor, I had the fighting skills of “a wet piece of tissue paper.” If I had been attacked first, I probably would have been unconscious before I’d even realized what was happening. Erica, on the other hand, could kick Professor Simon’s butt.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“Shhh,” Erica warned. “We need to be quiet. And your logic is making my head hurt.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“You’ve gotten yourself into quite a pickle, Benjamin. And we need to figure out how to, er . . . unpickle you.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“Still,” I said. “I can’t believe Alexander doesn’t know.” “Really?” Erica asked from the darkness. “You’ve met Alexander. I’m surprised he knows he’s a spy.” “Now, now,” Catherine chided. “Your father may have a few faults . . .” “A few?” Erica echoed testily.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“Don’t pay any attention to him,” Jemma Stern said. “He’s just angry because Daddy wouldn’t let him get a motorcycle.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“juvenile detention center at the academy was supposed to be a secret,”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“asked. “Me, Zoe, Warren, Chip, and Jawa. We spent the whole day trying to convince”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“I wouldn’t kill you, dear. I’d only maim you a little.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“The water was murky and opaque, darkened with mud and silt and the poop of a million Canada geese,”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“I had a lovely time in solitary confinement.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“The name’s Ripley,” I purred smoothly. “Benjamin Ripley.” It was at this point that I noticed Erica standing in the doorway. “What on earth are you doing?” she asked. “Nothing!” I said quickly. “Just testing out my suit.” “Save it for the bad guys.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service

“Looks like everyone’s coming to the party: FBI, CIA, SWAT…”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School Secret Service