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Quotes of Movie: "Dinosaurs" [1991]
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B.P. Richfield: Sinclair, you dog. Twenty-five years you've been working here and I never thought you'd have the guts to take me on! But take me on, you do, mano e mano, man to man. That's guts-balls, Sinclair. I like a guy with guts-balls. LIKE HIM! [slams the sides of his trailer] B.P. Richfield: So I guess I'm gonna have to take your little ultimatum seriously. Earl: Oh I do hope so, sir. B.P. Richfield: Cuz the someone who puts a gun to my head... Earl: Oh n-no, sir. B.P. Richfield: ...MUST BE PREPARED TO BACK UP HIS THREAT! So I'm gonna ask you, d'ya want a raise or what? Earl: ...uh... or what, sir. B.P. Richfield: What puts you in the position to ask for more money? Earl: Well sir, I have a growing family, who I need more money to take care of. B.P. Richfield: Well, Where is this my fault? Earl: I'm not blaiming you, sir. B.P. Richfield: THEN WHY DO I HAVE TO PAY FOR YOUR FAMILY! Earl: I'm only asking for more money, sir. B.P. Richfield: No, the way I see it is, you don't need more money, you need less family! Earl: But I love my family! B.P. Richfield: Well obviously you do, since you're willing to lose your job for them. Earl: *What*? B.P. Richfield: You face me down, asking me for more money. I ain't gonna give it to ya. So ya got no alternative but to look me in the eye and say... Earl: [leaving] I'm sorry. B.P. Richfield: ...I QUIT! Earl: I quit? B.P. Richfield: Oh, sorry to lose ya, Sinclair, after all these years. Earl: But sir I like this company. I always dreamed I'd go somewhere with this company. B.P. Richfield: No dreams, Sinclair. No dreams for you. You are what you are and that's all you're ever gonna be. Except not with this company. Best thing for you to do is realize that now. You'll thank me. Earl: But sir... B.P. Richfield: THANK ME! Earl: uh th-thank you, sir. I'm the baby, you gotta love me! So, Dad, when do I get to take her for a spin? Earl Sinclair: It's a new car, Son, it's not mean to be driven. Robbie Sinclair: But you just let Mom take it. Earl Sinclair: Son, your mother is a capable, responsible, [hears engine roar] Earl Sinclair: WHAT? WAIT FOR ME. [They are driving to the doctor's office] How about a cupcake? Baby Sinclair: Ooh Cupcake. Earl Sinclair: [driving] You're giving a kid a cupcake in a new car? What are you thinking about? Fran Sinclair: Him. He gets a little nervous whenever I take him to the pediatrician so I'm trying to make the whole experience a little more positive. It's called parenting, Earl. Earl Sinclair: Oh please. I've been parenting for 15 years, nobody has to tell me how to be a good dad. [to Baby] Earl Sinclair: You get one crumb on that seat and you're crawling home, buster. | |
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License please. [Earl shows him] Officer Bettleheim: Not your driver's license. Your parent's license. I'm with the Parent Patrol and you're in a lot of trouble, Mister. Fran Sinclair: Well, Earl, see what happens when you lose your temper? Earl Sinclair: Oh please. He's just the Parent Patrol, it's not like he's the real police. Officer Bettleheim: Beg your pardon? Earl Sinclair: Oh nothing. So what's the problem, Officer, did I stop in a No Diapering zone? Officer Bettleheim: Parent Code Section 7, Paragraph 3, a crying child must be handled with sympathy and patience. You were screaming at the boy, Mr. Sinclair. I'm giving you a citation, just like the real police. Hello, I'm Dr. Brazzelton and I have to give your child a very scary and painful shot. Earl Sinclair: [to Baby] There was one little boy who wouldn't let the doctor give him a shot. And you know what happened to him? His toes fell off, his eyes melted and his head swelled up. [Baby faints] Earl Sinclair: Okay, Doc, he's out, stick'em. Dinosaurs. Big laughs. Small brains. [Trying to think up a science project] Let's see. Sneakers. What else? A pump. Sneakers with a pump in them. [Thinks of a tire pump trying to pump up a sneaker] Robbie Sinclair: Naw what a stupid idea. Cap'n Willy, the old salt. A collectable mug from the world famous Fernhill Mint. Now you'd probably expect to pay a lot for a hand crafted work of art like this, and you'd be right. It's absurdly expensive. But can you really afford to live without it? Earl Sinclair: No. Salesman: Then call now. And please be patient as we check your credit. Only the select few can qualify for ownership of this limited edition master work. Earl Sinclair: [Oh phone] Hello. [Is asked name] Earl Sinclair: Earl Sinclair. [Person on other end hangs up] Earl Sinclair: Hello? Could you help me find the continent of Pangea on this map. [the continent of Pangea is giant and it's name is in bold print over it] Robbie Sinclair: [Supreme male] You're grounded for a week. Charlene Sinclair: For what? Robbie Sinclair: Stupidity. Waiter. Two pieces of bread. [Glares at Baby] B.P. Richfield: I'm gonna make a sandwich. Not the momma. Good day, family that loves me. Baby: Not the Momma. Earl: Alright, that ends right now. I've had it up to here with that not-the-momma stuff. I am not Not the Momma, I am the daddy, and you only get one, and that's what you're gonna call me. Say "Daddy". [Baby refuses Don't touch that remote control. Don't you pick that up. You turn off that television, you're going to be one sorry little dinosaur. Baby: [Switches off TV] I'm sorry. Earl: Give me that back. Baby: Story. Earl: No story. Baby: Story. Earl: No story, give me that back. [Baby hits Earl with remote] Earl: Once upon a time, dinosaurs didn't have families. They lived in the woods and ate their children and it was a golden age. Earl: Some fiend broke in, flushed the baby down the toilet, drank his juice and escaped on Ethyl's wheelchair. And yet he didn't take my wallet [picking it up from the counter] Earl: We're obviously dealing with somebody very stupid. Earl Sinclair: Honey, I'm home What an appalling display. The voters of our nation must choose between a monstrous, bloodthirsty psychopath [Mr. Richfield] Edward R. Hero: and a self-confessed brain-dead ignoramus [Earl] Edward R. Hero: . Be sure you vote tomorrow. Earl: Why don't you all just leave me alone? [accidentally hits the red button] Earl: Oops. [all over the world, volcanoes erupt and bombs explode] Earl: Oh no, and on my first day. What's all this fuzzy stuff? This must be a dream. [a floating cake appears] Earl: Ooh, this is the cake dream. [Doorbell rings] Earl: That'll be the centerfold girls. [Fran is at the door] Earl: Fran, you're not supposed to be here. Fran: The centerfold girls aren't coming. Earl: But this is my cake dream. Fran: Your conscience is intruding, Earl, you know you don't deserve the cake dream. Maybe I've learned something today. Good parenting does come from here [points to heart] Fran: but when you need a little help, you can find it here [points to parenting manual] Fran: . Earl: Gee, now there's something you don't see on TV. [Begins to read a poem] "How do I say goodbye to you...” [doorbell rings] Earl: See ya. Let me handle this, Fran. [to Baby Sinclair] Ethyl Phillups: If you don't stop saying that word I'm gonna wash your mouth out with soap. Baby Sinclair: You wouldn't dare! Ethyl Phillups: Try me. Not the mama! | |
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