Ollie:
[
to Gertie] You're the only thing I was ever good at.
[
last lines]
Gertie:
Thank you, daddy.
Ollie:
Anything for you, Gert. You know why?
Gertie:
Why?
Ollie:
'Cause you're the only thing I was ever really good at.
[
first lines]
Teacher:
Everyone, please take your seats. You heard the bell. You know what it means. Last week, the assignment was to write an essay about your family. Who they...
Teacher:
[
class: "Are!"] And what they...
Teacher:
[
class: "Mean to us!"] Excellent droning.
Gertie:
I hate you! I hate you! I wish you died, not MOMMY!
Ollie:
I hate you right back you little shit! You and your mom took my life away from me. I just want it back!
Bart:
Sun even shines on a dog's ass some days.
Greenie:
You gettin' a dog?
Maya:
That was kinda sweet. I'm kinda crushin' on you right now, Trinke.
Ollie:
"Cats" is the second worst thing that ever happened to New York City.
[
after talking to Gertie, after finding her with Brian without their pants on]
Ollie:
Do you have any questions about what you saw?
Gertie:
[
thinking hard] Do you have what Brian has?
Ollie:
Yes.
Gertie:
[
after thinking hard again] Is it as big as his?
Ollie:
Sadly, yes.
Ollie:
George Michael is all about the ladies. "I want your sex". Does that sound like he's singing to a guy?
Boy #5:
Okay, it's like this. My dog ate my paper. I checked, but he didn't poop it out.
Bart:
Try acting like a father, shit-head.
Gertrude Steiney:
[
very pregnant Gertrude is getting ready for the VMAs] You try getting ready quickly when you look like this! I'm so fat and there's gonna be nothing but beautiful skinny girls there!
Ollie:
That's because they're all coked-out whores, honey.
Gertrude Steiney:
[
now crying] I wanna be a coked-out whore!
Ollie:
They're just skinny because they're coked out whores.
Gertrude Steiney:
[
sobbing] I wanna' be a coked-out whore!
Ollie:
Okay. You can be a coked-out whore. You can be a coked-out, coked-out whore.
Maya:
I do it at least twice a day.
Ollie:
Good God!
Ollie:
Come on, Dad. Don't you wanna live alone again?
Bart:
Not as much as I don't wanna die alone.
Maya:
Forget about what you thought you were and just accept who you are.
Maya:
Man cannot live on porn alone.
Bart:
If Gertie could see the shit you've been pulling.
Ollie:
Gertie can't see anything, Dad. She's dead.
Bart:
That's right, she is. But you aint. And neither is that kid.
Boy #3:
My Mum says my Dad has brown eyes because he is full of shit.
Will Smith:
'Ey, you Brickman?
Ollie:
No. I'm just a guy who'd rather play in the dirt with his kid.
Will Smith:
What's your daughter's name?
Ollie:
Gertrude.
Will Smith:
Damn why'd you do that man?
Ollie:
Isn't that cute? It's 8 o'clock and you both get a bottle.
Girl #1:
My mom and dad are very religious. At night I hear them scream, Jesus!
Ollie:
[
having just been asked to come to the bar with Gertie and Bart] No, that's OK, I'll stay here and do the dishes. I only cooked, why shouldn't I clean?
Bart:
Suit yourself. Don't wash that pan, I got a nice layer of juice built up for the pork roll, and I don't want you scrubbing it off.
Ollie:
That 'juice' is called grease, dad. It's bad for you. It clogs your arteries.
Bart:
It's called 'juice'. And it greases your father's insides so he can better swallow the shit his son feeds him twice a year, when he can be bothered to come to visit him.
Gertie:
Did mommy like New York?
Ollie:
Yeah, she loved it.
Gertie:
Then I guess I will too.
Bart:
You know, you really had me scared for a moment there.
Ollie:
Awww, who knew. All these years you were nursing a little stage fright!
Bart:
Not that smart ass.
Gertie:
Punch it Chewie.
Ollie:
Convincing a town to approve something that's already in their best interest, that's just delayed common sense!
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