Spy School British Invasion Quotes

“Murray nodded knowingly. “CRUSH and SKORPION have never liked SPYDER much, though I’d put my money on ITGA. They’re about as evil as people get.” “ITGA?” Alexander asked curiously. “Yes. The International Tulip Growers Association.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“Mummies?” Murray asked, paling a bit. “Mummies give me the creeps.” “I’m sure the mummies feel the same way about you,”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“UnicornsRule!!!”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“Don’t be ridiculous. It’s almost impossible to get your hands on live sharks. So I had to use grouper.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“Harlan Kelly,” Erica reported. “And Lydia Greenwald-Smith.” “Our professors?” Zoe exclaimed. “I loved Dr. Greenwald-Smith’s class.” “Not me,” Mike said. “I suspected she was evil. She gave me a D on my counterespionage exam last week.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“even Murray, who generally had the reflexes of a sloth in a coma.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“I didn’t steal Zoe from you!” I yelled back. “You never had her! She wasn’t interested in you!” “That’s…not…true! She was…falling…for my…charms.” “You’d need to have some charms for that to be the case. Face it, Warren, she never liked you.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“Mike stared out the window at the closest dumpster. Two rats the size of Chihuahuas were fighting to the death over a soggy pizza crust. “Doesn’t look that impressive,” Mike observed.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“Not only had she beheaded the designer of the tower; now she was undressing him.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“Cyrus started singing “Yankee Doodle” in his sleep.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“Meanwhile, Murray was screaming enough for an entire crowd of people.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“I hear that you are recovering from your concussion and no longer believe that you’re in the Revolutionary War. Or that you are a giant chicken. (I’m not sure if you ever believed that last part, to be honest. Erica told me that and she might have been joking. Anyhow, I’m glad you’re feeling better.)”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“You’re the idiots,” Ashley sneered. “In fact, you’re midiots. Morons plus idiots.” Dane didn’t say anything. He seemed a little confused by the entire conversation.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“Alexander finally picked up on the tenth ring. He must have still been in the helicopter, because he was shouting loud enough for me to hear him across the room. “Catherine!” he said. “Sorry. I was on the other line with my mother.… ” “That’s all right,” Catherine said. “Listen—” “And you know how she can natter on and on and on sometimes,” Alexander continued. “Yes, I’m well aware that runs in your family.… ” “I was trying to get her off, but she always has to say one last thing.… ” “Alexander!” Catherine shouted. “Shut up and listen! We have a crisis!”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“Hi there,” Jawa said. “I’m not sure who I’m talking to at SPYDER, but I wanted you to know that your thugs here have failed to complete their mission.” “Because we kicked their butts!” Chip crowed. Zoe quietly grabbed the microphone Ms. E had used to speak to the thugs earlier. “Jawa! Chip! This is Zoe! Nice work, guys!” Chip frowned, confused. “Zoe? You’re working for SPYDER?” “No, you nimrod!” she snapped. “We’ve successfully infiltrated their headquarters! We kicked all their butts too!” “Oh!” Chip grinned broadly. “Way to go, guys!”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“My parents had always told me that I should treat older women with kindness and respect—though I suppose they had never suspected that I would ever be confronting an evil woman in charge of a criminal organization who had killers poised outside our house. Therefore, I might not have treated Ms. E with kindness or respect, and I might have possibly punched her in the face a few times. Not that she treated me with much kindness or respect either. Fistfights in real life are rarely as cool as the ones you see in the movies. Instead, there’s a lot of writhing around on the floor, trying to get in a good shot at the other person and usually failing. At one point, Ms. E locked both of her pantyhosed legs around my head for a brief moment—which was an experience I would prefer to never think of again—but I then drove my knee into some part of her that made her yelp in pain, and I wriggled away.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“Luckily, I was with Erica Hale, who excelled at saving people. She locked eyes with me and mouthed, Stall her. Or possibly taller. Or maybe even stalwart. Lipreading isn’t that easy.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“Murray Hill is a jerk,” Jenny said. Then she added, “Does he talk about me much?” “Not at all,” Zoe replied, taking pleasure in saying it. Jenny looked hurt. “Not at all?” “Never,” Zoe said happily. “Not even—” Jenny began. “Oh, for Pete’s sake!” Ms. E snapped. Although, being evil, she used a different word than ‘Pete’s.’ “Get ahold of yourself, Jennifer! Do you realize how difficult it is to be menacing when you’re mooning over your boyfriend like a sap?” “He’s not my boyfriend,” Jenny said quickly. “And I broke up with him.” “Just can it!” Ms. E ordered.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“I started in the CIA the same week as your moronic husband. Needless to say, I was a better agent than he was. Although that lamp over there would be a better agent than Alexander.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“The dartboard had my photo on it. Three darts were plugged directly into my face. I groaned upon seeing this. “You shouldn’t be upset,” Mike told me. “You should be flattered! You’re the number one enemy of the most evil organization in the world!” “That’s not really making me feel better,” I said. Also, I noticed that Erica looked the tiniest bit jealous that her photo wasn’t on the dartboard.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“I’m not so good with weapons,” I reminded her. “I got an N on my last exam in firearms.” “An N?” Catherine asked, surprised. “Is that supposed to be five times worse than an F?” “Kind of. I think Professor Crichton made it up just for me. He said the N stands for ‘Never ever let this person use a gun.’ ” “Perhaps only a grenade or two, then,” Catherine suggested.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“Ah,” I said. “That’s a case of mistaken identity.” “And Erica, Mike, Zoe, Alexander, and Murray Hill all happen to be wanted for the same thing?” “Er…It’s a very complicated case of mistaken identity.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“While most of us immediately took cover, Mike turned to face Joshua and yelled, “Whoa! Time-out!” “Time-out?” Joshua asked, surprised. “You can’t call ‘time-out’ in the middle of a gunfight!”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“We passed into a kitchen. It appeared to be the second kitchen for the house—or maybe even the third or fourth—as it had apparently never been used. All the appliances were still shrink-wrapped and spotless. And yet, even for a backup kitchen, it was huge. Enough food for an army could have been prepared there. “Whoa,” Orion gasped. “I completely forgot about this.” “You forgot about an entire kitchen?” Murray asked, startled. “No,” Orion said. “I forgot about this entire wing of the house.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“My pool table!” Orion shrieked. “I never even got to use it!” The chandelier in the room, weakened by the blast, dropped from the ceiling and shattered in the wreckage. The fallen chandelier was the size of a minivan, big enough to give us some cover. We dashed into the next room before Joshua or Dane could fire again, though Erica stopped just long enough to snatch a pool ball and half a busted pool cue off the floor. “We lost the flash drive!” Zoe exclaimed. “And my pizza!” Murray wailed.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“And meanwhile, MI6 is after us too,” Mike observed. “Is there anyone in this country who isn’t trying to capture or kill us?” “Possibly a few shepherds,” Murray said. “Though I might be wrong about that.” He was still clutching the pizza box in his arms and doing his best to eat a cold slice as we ran.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“Mike and Zoe both gave me worried looks, concerned that our fate was in the hands of a guy who couldn’t even remember how to get through his own house.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“Yeah,” Orion said. “The sixteenth Duke of Earlchester died here. Or maybe it was the sixteenth Earl of Dukechester.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“I did that about ten months ago for Captain Hook!” We all could figure out exactly who he meant by that—except Alexander, who reacted slowly. “Captain Hook?” he asked. “Joshua,” Zoe explained. “Ten months ago, he had a hook instead of that mechanical prosthetic. And without an eye or a leg, he looked kind of like a pirate.” “He did, didn’t he?” Orion asked, with surprising friendliness for someone whose home had just been infiltrated. “I kept expecting him to say ‘Arrrrrr, matey’ or ‘Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum.’ Are you guys friends of his?”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion

“Why, one time, I was using a grapple to break into the Taj Mahal in Cambodia.… ” “We need to be quiet, Dad,” Erica admonished him, then quickly added, “And the Taj Mahal is in India.” “There’s a secret one in Cambodia,” Alexander said quickly, but then clammed up.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Spy School British Invasion