Hooray for Earth!
GIR! Earth is our enemy!
Stupid human propaganda! The very concept of a superior alien species being felled by something as pathetic as germs is pure fantasy!
Now, let's see this mighty human threat!
So... much... flith!
Let's go to my room, pig!
I never even suspected that the battle for the planet would ever take place in my own fortress!
Here me now, germs! Prepare yourselves for destruction!
Ah. The stink of clean!
Another win for the Irken army! Clean lemony fresh victory is mine!
See you later, pig!
I'm gonna roll around the floor for a little bit, 'K?
GIR, what are you doing? Stop immediately! You're disgusting!
Aw, somebody needs a hug!
I'm gonna hug you!
Germs, chewing my squeedly spooch. Not my squeedly spooch, you don't.
Zim. You know we really should've given him a mission on a sun or a planet of broken glass or something.
Or one of those exploding head planets.
You! Burger lord! How is it that this meat is so pure, so perfect?
The answer is in the meat!