Megamind: I’ve made a horrible mistake. I didn’t mean to destroy you. I mean, I meant to destroy you, but I didn’t think it would really work. I’m so tired of running rampant through the streets. What’s the point of being bad when there’s no good to try and stop you? I had so many evil plans in the works – the illiteracy beam, typhoon-cheese, robo-sheep… Battles we will now never have. You know, I never had the chance to say goodbye. So it’s good that we have this time now…you know, before I destroy the place. Nothing personal, it just brings back too many painful memories.

Minion: We’ve had a lot of adventures together, you and I…
Megamind: Yes, Minion, we have.
Minion: I mean, most of them ended in horrible failure, but we won today, didn’t we, sir?
Megamind: Yes, Minion. We did it, thanks to you.
Minion: Code: We’re The Good Guys Now.
Megamind: Code: I Guess We Are.

Man in crowd: I love you, Metroman!
Metroman: And I love you, random citizen!

Megamind: You dare challenge Megamind?
Titan: This town isn’t big enough for two supervillains!
Megamind: Oh, you’re a villain all right, just not a super one.
Titan: Oh yeah? What’s the difference?
Megamind: Presentation!

Megamind: OK. There’s no way she’ll find the secret entrance.
Roxanne: There’s a doormat here that says “Secret Entrance”!
Megamind: Minion!
Minion: I kept forgetting where it was.

Megamind: Ollo!

Answering phone.

Megamind: Okay, Minion! You were right! I was…less right!

Megamind: He took the name: Metro Man, defender of Metrocity. I decided to pick something a little more humble: Megamind, incredibly handsome criminal genius and master of all villainy!

Megamind: I was 8 days old and still living with my parents. How sad is that? Clearly, it was time to move on.

Megamind: Here’s my day so far: went to jail, lost the girl of my dreams and got my butt kicked pretty good. Still, things could be a lot worse. Oh, that’s right… I’m falling to my death. Guess they can’t.

Megamind: Imagine the most horrible, terrifying, evil thing you can possibly think of and multiply it… by six.

Hal: Wow. OK, the stuff they make you read on-air, that’s un-freaking-believable. It’s crazy.
Roxanne: I wrote that piece myself, Hal.
Hal: What I was trying to say was, I can’t believe that in our modern society, they let, like, actual art get onto the news.
Roxanne: Nice save, Hal.

Megamind: There’s no place like evil lair.