Tommy and the gang decide to put together a boxcar to compete in the upcoming derby. Can they make it to the finals, or will Angelica spoil their plans by entering her own car in the race?
Trivia[]
Harold's mother is an engineer.
When Dil and Chuckie are playing around, they are imitating Dr. Frankenstein and his monster.
Tommy even references the book author, Boris Karloff.
Ending Tagline: "But first, I'm gonna have some cereal." - Chuckie
Mr. Beaker references the rock band Heart during the video presentation, explaining his feminine boxcar design, featuring hearts.
Tommy: Come on, guys, we'll make popcorn, grab some sodas, and figure this thing out. It'll be fun.
Harold: Can we get in our PJs and tickle each other?
Tommy: Uh... no.
Charlotte: It's a genetic thing. That and your mustache problem, but we can get that fixed.
Angelica:(About Harold) That skunk! All that hard work, and he's the one who gets to go to Paris, France.
Tommy: You mean Paris, Texas. The finals are in Texas.
Angelica: Texas? You mean I risked my life for a trip to America's dust bowl?!
Tommy: Hey, not so rough. You're gonna strip the screw.
Chuckie:(now angry) You do it, then! I'm going home to bed. But first, I'm going to have some cereal.
Angelica:(About Tommy and the others' car) You call that a car? I wouldn't let my worst enemies race in that deathtrap. Oh, wait a minute - they are.
Charlotte: If you really want to win, baby, you're going to need to build the fastest machine on the road. You'll need to raise capital.
Angelica: Capital?! As in money? I don't know how to raise money.
Charlotte: That's what Momma's here for. I'm going to teach you how to take an aggressive, take-no-prisoners approach. My little girl's going to have the best car somebody else's money can buy.
Chuckie: I'm out. Or was I already out? I forget.
Chuckie: I'm going to go, Tommy. We've got a race to enter, cars to build.
Phil: That we can crash?
Tommy, Chuckie, & Dil: No!
Tommy: (About Angelica) She's been doing things like this my whole life! I'm sick of it!
Chuckie:Ah, don't take it personally, Tommy. It's just a cousin thing.
Dil:She's my cousin, too, but she's really nice to me. She was totally there for me on my quest for the lost city of Atlantis.
Tommy:Well, that must be why she dunked you in the pool for so long.
Tommy:(About a soapbox derby car) Imagine taking this puppy down Nosebleed Hill.
Phil:And crashing it?
Tommy:No, sailing past the finish line in front of the entire town.
Chuckie:The only thing standing between us,and this race is building one of these cars.
Phil:And crashing it?!
Chuckie:No.
Phil:What's the fun in racing if you don't walk away unscathed from a wall of flames?
Dil:(imitating Dr. Frankenstein) With just the right amount of electricity, and some rubber cement, my monster will come... alive! (flickers the lights)
Chuckie:(starts groaning and stomping around, imitating Frankenstein's monster with pliers, and nails held up to his neck)
Tommy:Hey, Boris Goof-off! Cars done!
Chuckie:(Looking at soap box derby car diagram upside-down) Not a clue. (Tommy flips it right-side up) Thanks, Tommy... still no clue.
Harold:(enters the garage) Hey, guys. Holy mayhem! Phil crashed the car already?!
Tommy: We haven't figured out how it goes together yet.
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