Judge Trudy: Mr. Bravo, you're accused of littering. Do you have a lawyer?

Johnny Bravo: No, your honor. I'll be defending myself.

[makes karate moves]

Johnny Bravo: Hoohahuh!

Judge Trudy: Are you familiar with the saying that any man who defends himself has a fool for a client?

Johnny Bravo: Then, I'm hired!

Judge Trudy: All right, Mr. Bravo, how do you plead?

Johnny Bravo: Like this -

[in begging voice]

Johnny Bravo: Please, oh, plea-ease!

Judge Trudy: [slams hammer] I could hold you in contempt.

Johnny Bravo: I don't care how you hold me, just hold me.

Judge Trudy: Mr. Bravo! Do you have anything to say in your defense?

Johnny Bravo: I sweat a lot, but my breath is minty fresh.

Judge Trudy: Mr. Bravo. Normally I dismiss cases like yours, but in this instance, I'm going to sentence you to 86 consecutive life sentences.

Johnny Bravo: All right... wait, is that bad?

Judge Trudy: Take this knuckle-walking Neandertal out of here!

Johnny Bravo: [being dragged away] Uhm, can I have that lawyer now?

[Repeated line]

Johnny Bravo: Woah, momma.

Gorgeous woman: What kind of idiot are you?

Johnny Bravo: I don't know, what kinds are there?

Johnny Bravo: Now remember, I do my best work when I'm being worshipped as a god.

Johnny Bravo: I am investigating the disappearance of all the cats in the city... my living room is full of cats... that means...


Johnny Bravo: I'm hungry!

Kid: [shouts] Look, Mommy! That guy's looking at pictures of almost naked men!

[the whole store stares at Johnny]

Johnny Bravo: This is a men's fitness magazine, I want to look *like* this, not at this... I've got nothin' to be ashamed of!

[walks up to cashier ashamed, and drops change on the counter]

Johnny Bravo: ... TV Guide.

Johnny Bravo: Don't touch the hair!

Johnny Bravo: Hey, Foxy Mama. You smell kinda pretty, wanna smell me? Hoohah!

Johnny Bravo: Great Scott. My pizza-sense is tingling.

Johnny Bravo: You know, you'd think a person with that much hate in her heart wouldn't gravitate towards the service industry.

Pops: Ehh, e-everyone stay calm... because we're all doomed!

Carl Chryniszzswics: [in car, pointing on map] Let's take this blue road.

Johnny Bravo: That's a river.

Carl Chryniszzswics: It'll be scenic.

Additional Voices: Thanks for saving our neighborhood,Kung Foo Guy! But how did you know they were killer robots?

Various characters: Robots...?

Momma: Here's your money, Susie. Thanks to you, everything is back to normal.

Mongo: Or is it?

Johnny Bravo: Sweet. Bring on the Danish chicks and cream soda.

Johnny Bravo: Mama mia. That's a spicy meatball.

Suzy: I hope this doesn't go on my permanent record.

Pops: Fetch me the Fez of Forgetfulness.