Colleen O'Shaughnessey: Jazz Fenton • Jasmine 'Jazz' Fenton • Girl • ...

Danny Phantom

Jazz Fenton • Jasmine 'Jazz' Fenton • Girl • Girl #1 • Girl #3 • Kid #1 • Mikey

[Danny, Sam, and Tucker are at Nasty Burger]
Danny Fenton: Ahhh, Nasty Burger, our safe haven. Away from the worries of...
[Jazz bursts through the door]
Jazz Fenton: Danny, run!
Danny Fenton: Run? Why should I...
[everyone stares at the door, and soon after Jack and Maddie come in here in 80's clothes, with Jack looking like Flavor Flav and Maddie looking like 80's Madonna]
Jack Fenton, Maddie Fenton: Dude!
[everyone in the Nasty Burger gasps and starts laughing; Jazz and Sam are hiding, embarrassed]
Jazz Fenton: If anyone asks, I'm related to you.
Samantha "Sam" Manson: Okay, but you're gonna have to be a lot less cheery.

[the poem is closing with its last lines]
Danny Fenton: [narrating] And then I thought, maybe this is the moral. / In the same way my folks loved their old Christmas quarrel. / Everyone celebrates in the way of their choosing. / I was so busy whining, I started abusing / The ones I loved most and I ruined their cheer. /
[smiles]
Danny Fenton: I'll try to be better, come Christmas next year.
[thus ends the poem; Danny, Sam, Jazz and Tucker gather together at the last page which says "The End."]
Samantha "Sam" Manson: Um, nice sentiment, but what are you, a greeting card?
Tucker Foley: Yeah, why are you talking in rhyme?
Jazz Fenton: Such a dork.
Danny Fenton: [realizing] We're not talking in rhyme?
[starts getting jubliant]
Danny Fenton: We're not talking in rhyme!
[the book closes, and Ghost Writer is glad his new poem is finished. A cell mate inches close to him as he wants to look at the new book he has completed, but Ghost Writer turns away from him]
Walker: [greets him] Orange?
Ghost Writer: [scared] Aahh! Get that thing away from me!

[Jazz is riding home in excitement, with Danny feeling disappointed]
Jazz Fenton: Wow! Isn't this great? We just caught three ghosts tonight!
Danny Fenton: No, actually, you've just caught one ghost, three times, all of them me!

Jazz Fenton: By the way Danny, just so you know, I'm onto your little secret.
Danny Fenton: [spits out his water] What secret?
Jazz Fenton: The clumsiness, the nervousness... I can't beleive I didn't figure it out before. You have a girlfriend.
Danny Fenton: It's a lie, I'm not a ghost! I mean, she's not my girlfriend. She's just going to the dance with me.
Jack Fenton: Great, I can meet her and talk to her about ghosts!
Jazz Fenton: You better let her know your family's insane now, Danny. If you marry her, and she finds out later, that's entrapment.

[Dark Danny has revealed his true form to Jazz]
Jazz Fenton: You're not Danny. That's why the Booo-Merang wasn't honing in on you're ecto-signature. You're not Danny!
Dark Danny: I was, but I outgrew him. The Danny you know is floating helplessly in the Ghost Zone ten years in the future.
Jazz Fenton: He'll escape! He'll beat you!
Dark Danny: How? Is the answer: A. the Fenton Portal? Destroyed it. B. the only remaining portal? The one that my idiot cheesehead archenemy has? As soon as I find it, that's going too.
Jazz Fenton: Cheesehead? Vlad Masters? *He's* your archenemy?
Dark Danny: [continues] Is it: C. you? No. You can't stop me from cheating on the C.A.T. and solidifying my future, so it must be D...
[blasts Jazz away with a plasma blast]
Dark Danny: None of the above.
[Jazz faints; Dark Danny takes the C.A.T. answers form and reads the answers. A smile lights up his face]
Dark Danny: Well, what do you know? The answer to the first question *is* "D"!
[evil laugh]

[Jazz is counseling with a punk named Spike]
Jazz Fenton: Spike, you need to open up to your parents. Be true to yourself *and* them. Just tell them how you feel. I mean, it's not like they're going to attack you or anything...
[she gets caught in a net, mistaken for a ghost]
Jack Fenton: We got her! And the Fenton Grappler is working like a charm!
Maddie Fenton: [looks at Jazz] I don't understand. If Jazz is a ghost, then why hasn't she phased through the net?
Jazz Fenton: [angrily] Because I am *not* a ghost!
[takes off the net]
Jazz Fenton: You've ambushed me, suffocated me with smoke, and worse, you pulled me away from Spike before he had his breakthrough! What do you have to say for yourselves?
[pause. Jack takes out the Fenton Thermos]
Jack Fenton: Eat hot Fenton Thermos, ghost gal!
[Thermos short-curcuits, and Jack shakes it]
Jack Fenton: Darn thing still doesn't work!