Detective Pikachu: (when Tim finds him in his apartment) Aw, jeez. Here we go (Climbs on a dresser) Detective Pikachu: (Slowly) I know you can't understand me, but put down the stapler or I will electrocute you. Tim Goodman: (Drops stapler)
(first lines) Mewtwo: They're outside.
Detective Pikachu: All I'm hearing are consonants, and all I'm seeing are nipples.
Howard Clifford: The transfer worked. My body is in the chair, but my mind is in Mewtwo. Tim Goodman: Howard? Howard Clifford: Well done Tim, you and Harry's Pikachu led me straight to Mewtwo. Tim Goodman: Mewtwo didn't cause the crash. Howard Clifford: All your father had to do was take the money and walk away, But he started asking questions. I had to stop him. Tim Goodman: You tried to kill him! Howard Clifford: I had no choice! He tracked the R* to the battles, then traced it back to Dr. Laurant, and then he and his Pikachu helped Mewtwo escape!
Detective Pikachu: (holds his finger out to Tim) Smell my finger. Tim Goodman: I will never smell your finger. Detective Pikachu: Coward.
Detective Pikachu: I can't help but notice your childhood bed is a Pikachu bed. Tim Goodman: It's a coincidence. Detective Pikachu: I'm sorry, what? I couldn't hear you. I've never been so flattered and creeped out at the same time. Are you gonna turn me into a lampshade? Tim Goodman: I might!
Detective Pikachu: Let's do this Pokémon battle thing done right!
Detective Pikachu: Maybe she can tell us about the long-term psychological effects of being strapped to a baby seat... next to a bomb!
Detective Pikachu: I forgot how to use my powers!
Detective Pikachu: Wait a minute. You can understand me?
Tim Goodman: I don't need a Pokémon, period, Detective Pikachu: Then what about a world-class detective? Because if you wanna find your pops, I'm your best bet. We're gonna do this, you and me.
Detective Pikachu: Harry faked his own death... or someone else faked Harry's death... or Harry faked someone else's death. Wait, that last one doesn't work, does it?
Detective Pikachu: Oh, that's a twist. That is very twisty.
Detective Pikachu: Should I talk about the fact that your childhood bed is a Pikachu bed? Tim Goodman: It's a coincidence. Detective Pikachu: I've never been so flattered and creeped out at the same time.
Detective Pikachu: (singing while sobbing) I wanna be the very best, like no one ever was. To catch them is my real test, to train them is my cause.
Detective Pikachu: (from trailer) They try to talk to me all the time, but all they hear is "Pika-pika!" Tim Goodman: (to a person's girlfriend, asking if she can understand Pikachu speaking) You can hear him... right? Detective Pikachu: (in his Pokemon voice) Pika-pika! Girlfriend: (to Pikachu) Yeah, pika-pika-pika! He's adorable! Detective Pikachu: (to the girlfriend) *You're* adorable! (pause, knowing that only Tim can understand him) Detective Pikachu: They can't understand me, kid. Tim Goodman: (exasperated, knowing that no one can understand Pikachu) Can no-one else hear him?
Detective Pikachu: Have you ever talked to a woman before? Tim Goodman: I've talked to women before! Detective Pikachu: When was that, in the the birth canal?
Detective Pikachu: Pika pika?
Lucy Stevens: Down by the docks. Rough part of town, not the sorta place you wanna visit alone at night. Tim Goodman: (trying to impress her) Well, I'm actually pretty good at being alone at night.
Detective Pikachu: (to Psyduck, trying to rile him up) I hated rubbing your feet! I can never forgive my hands for what they've done!
Detective Pikachu: (from trailer) (Tim has a stapler in his hand, and he doesn't know Pikachu can talk) Detective Pikachu: Put down the stapler, or *I* will electrocute *you*!
Detective Pikachu: At this point, how could you not believe in climate change?