- Penny: Relax, Brain. Science can predict Old Salty's exact orbit. And the odds of it hitting us are lower than Talon's I.Q. Probability burn!
- Inspector Gadget: Oh, don't be such a worrywart, Brain. I have a plan: we're going to repopulate the Earth, together.
- Brain: Huh?
- Inspector Gadget: By using all the junk in this room to make a time machine to go back in time and stop the comet.
- [Brain exhales with relief]
- Talon: [on viewscreen] Uncle Claw, I'm so sick of playing doctor. If these bandages are supposed to control people, when do I get the joystick to control them?