Fred:
Well why don't we harpoon Charles straight through the head, drag him back to the apartment, and hit him with a hammer until he agrees to come back?
Elizabeth:
Harpoon him through the head. That won't work Fred.
Fred:
Why not? How many times have you tried it?
Elizabeth:
Mother, do you remember when I was little, I had a friend, he was make-believe?
Polly:
No.
Elizabeth:
Don't you remember? Only I could see him?
Polly:
No, I don't remember Drop Dead Fred at all.
Fred:
It takes more than a fire truck to stop Drop Dead Fred.
Fred:
I can't believe we left the party so soon. And there was so much wine to spit around the place.
Elizabeth:
I got upset.
Fred:
"I got upset." God, you're so stupid. You never leave a party 'til the very very end.
Elizabeth:
Oh really?
Fred:
Yeah really.
Elizabeth:
Well what about Cinderella? Remember what happened with her?
Fred:
No I don't remember what happened *with her*. I deliberately forgot all about her. She made me puke. I remember the ugly stepsisters, they were great.
Elizabeth:
Oh, I almost forgot.
[
picks her nose and wipes the snot on Charles's face]
Fred:
Look, you've got you now. You don't need me.
Elizabeth:
[
to Polly] I'm not afraid of you!
Fred:
Finally, the magic words!
Young Elizabeth:
Maybe Mommy's right. I never do anything right.
Fred:
No! You're great. She's not.
[
Polly has just finished reading a Fairy Tale]
Young Elizabeth:
Did they live happily ever after?
Polly:
Of Course Elizabeth.
Young Elizabeth:
How do you know?
Polly:
Because, she was a good little girl, if she would have been naughty, the Prince would have run away.
Young Elizabeth:
What a pile of shit.
[
Fred looks up a woman's dress]
Fred:
No panties. No panties.
Fred:
Drown the fishes.
Fred:
[
Looking up Polly's skirt] Wow.
[
Looks at Elizabeth and points up]
Fred:
Cobwebs.
Fred:
You see when something's not working right, the best thing to do is tear it apart to make it better.
Young Elizabeth:
Daddy, why don't we throw mommy out the window? It won't hurt her. She'll land in the gladiolas.
Nigel:
You shouldn't say things like that about your mother... She might cut your head off.
Fred:
Oh no, Mickey Fart-Pants. Whoever let HIM grow up?
Fred:
Morning. So who's for snot flicking?
[
after just seeing Elizabeth's mother]
Fred:
Is it? It is. the mega-bitch.
Fred:
[
to Elizabeth] Married. You got married. You mean you've been doing it like the pigeons.
[
Elizabeth and Charles are lying down, making out on the sofa]
Fred:
Hold on, hold on that's now how the pigeons do it. You're supposed to stamp on her head and peck her
[
after just meeting Elizabeth for the first time in years]
Fred:
Hello, snotface. Yuck what happened to you? You're all older, you're even uglier! Look, I'm sorry but I'm going to have to be sick all over you, immediately. Lie down.
Fred:
Boo!
Elizabeth:
Ahhh!
Fred:
Hello, Snotface! Yuck! What happened to you? Look at you. You're all older. You're even uglier. Look. I'm gonna have to be sick all over you immediately. Lie down.
[
Pushes Elizabeth down on the bed]
Fred:
Hang on. Where's all the dolls?
Elizabeth:
[
Whispers] Drop Dead Fred.
Fred:
Where is the dolls?
[
Throws dolls at Elizabeth]
Fred:
I wanna play with the-Ah hah! The dolls! Hello, Jemima. Hello, Angelec.
[
Makes the dolls say hello]
Fred:
You're gonna die!
[
Hits Jemima's head against the door. Bites off Angelec's head. Throws dolls]
Fred:
Mr. Pooh!
[
Makes Mr. Pooh say 'Hello.']
Fred:
You die too!
[
Makes Mr. Pooh say 'No no no.']
Fred:
Yes yes yes.
[
Screams and rips Mr. Pooh's stuffing out while throing the stuffing at Elizabeth]
Fred:
[
Makes Mr. Pooh scream 'Not my intestines!']
[
Spits on Mr. Pooh]
Elizabeth:
[
Whispers] I must be dreaming.
Fred:
Boo!
Elizabeth:
Ahhh!
Fred:
Hello, Snotface! Yuck! What happened to you? Look at you. You're all older. You're even uglier. Uch. I'm sorry. I'm gonna have to be sick all over you immediately. Lie down.
[
Pushes Elizabeth down on the bed]
Fred:
Hang on. Where's all the dolls?
Elizabeth:
[
Whispers] Drop Dead Fred.
Fred:
Where is the dolls?
[
Throws dolls at Elizabeth]
Fred:
I wanna play with the-Ah hah! The dolls! Hello, Jemima. Hello, Angelec.
[
Makes the dolls say 'Hello.']
Fred:
You're gonna die!
[
Screams and hits Jemima's head against the door. Bites off Angelec's head. Throws dolls]
Fred:
Mr. Pooh!
[
Makes Mr. Pooh say 'Hello.']
Fred:
You die too!
[
Makes Mr. Pooh say 'No no no.']
Fred:
Yes yes yes.
[
Screams and rips Mr. Pooh's stuffing out while throwing the stuffing at Elizabeth]
Fred:
[
Makes Mr. Pooh scream 'No! My intestines. Not my intestines!']
[
Spits on Mr. Pooh]
Elizabeth:
[
Whispers] I must be dreaming.
Fred:
I don't love you because love is for girls and girls are disgusting
Fred:
I am a loner, a crazy wide eyed loner on a doomed mission to Venus to battle with the 3 headed mega beast but on the way I caught cornflakes disease.
Fred:
Snotface, look... INK - let's write something on the carpet... I know how 'bout "Mother SUCKS".
Fred:
[
sitting between Elizabeth and Mickey] Oh great. Now I'm stuck between two complete utter girls.
Fred:
You just put a piece of broccoli in your mouth and said, "Mm, what a lovely piece of broccoli."
Charles:
Does this Fred play rough?
Elizabeth:
Only with me.
Charles:
Jesus.
Fred:
I wrote the note. Hahahahaha! Haven't got a husband! Haven't got a husband! Got a stupid hair cut!
Fred:
[
while dancing in the chair in the living room with dog poo on his shoes] Dog poo, dog poo, yucky yucky dog poo. Dog poo on the chair... all on the sides, all up there, yucky yucky smelly dog poo!
[
Mickey wants to be as 'crazy' as Elizabeth, and he starts hurling pasta at couples in the resturarant]
Waiter #2:
[
approaches]
Fred:
Uh-oh!
Waiter #2:
[
furioudly] YOU DON'T THROW SPAGHETTI IN MY RESTRUARANT!
Mickey Bunce:
[
mimicking his Italian accent] Ok, oka fine - YOU DO IT!
[
he slaps his hands underneath the plates the waiter is holding in each hand, sending them flying across the room]
Elizabeth:
Go away
Fred:
go away? why do you want me to go away? Fine! say the magic words and i'll piss off
Elizabeth:
Piss off!
Fred:
Ha! I lied those weren't the magic words
Polly:
What did you say?
Fred:
She told you to piss off
Fred:
I'm not afraid of the megabeast!
Young Elizabeth:
I'm not either, when she comes in here we'll make her eat up all this mud!
Fred:
Yeah... and then we'll cut her head off...
Young Elizabeth:
with scissors...
Fred:
Yeah... and then we'll make her eat it
Young Elizabeth:
...make her eat her own head... with what?
Fred:
Oh yeah, well I'll eat her head then.
Young Elizabeth:
And I'll eat the rest of her!
Fred:
Yeah! And then we'll get up and poo her all over the table cause we're not afraid of anything
Fred, Young Elizabeth:
yeah, yeah YEAH!
Fred:
[
pulls Elizabeth towards the stairs] Come on!
Elizabeth:
Where are we going?
Fred:
Ayyyooooooo!
[
slides down the bannister]
Fred:
Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Fred:
[
he slaps straight into the newel post at the bottom]
Elizabeth:
[
in pain] Ahhh! Oooooh! WHO PUT THAT THERE?
Polly:
[
walks up to Nigel who is holding young Elizabeth at the bottom of the stairs]
[
offering him the tape]
Polly:
Nigel, do it.
Nigel:
No, I won't. I don't want anything to do with it, it's not right.
Polly:
Alright, I'll do it.
[
begins to tape the jack-in-the-box close]
Nigel:
[
kisses Elizabeth and then goes to Polly]
[
quietly]
Nigel:
It's not right.
Polly:
What do you know about raising a child?
Nigel:
[
looks to Elizabeth and to Polly] Apparently nothing.
[
he leaves the house]
Fred:
[
sitting inside the refrigerator]
[
about Charles]
Fred:
Snotface, he's the wrong man for you.
Elizabeth:
I don't want to hear it
Fred:
You're not happy.
[
Elizabeth closes the fridge door]
Elizabeth:
Yes I am.
Fred:
[
crawling from underneath a counter] Well, if you're so happy, then why I am still here, hmm?
Elizabeth:
I can fix that.
[
she pulls out the pills]
Fred:
Oh no, don't do that. No, please, don't do that. Do-
[
Elizabeth takes the pill, he dubs over in pain. While grinding pepper, Elizabeth sneezes and sends Fred bouncing against the walls]
Mickey Bunce:
[
comes home to find his daughter Natalie, covered with chocolate. He kneels next to her] Natalie, what happened?
Natalie Bunce:
We wanted some chocolate! It's yummy, do you want some?
[
offers Mickey her hand to lick]
Mickey Bunce:
[
chuckles] No, I don't want any.
Ms. Fuzzock:
This young lady has made quite a mess in the kitchen, and she expects me to believe that some pretend friend did it.
Natalie Bunce:
He's not pretend! He's drop dead Fred!
Elizabeth:
[
kneels down to speak to Natalie] What did you say?
Fred:
[
appearing from behind a tree] She said I'm not pretend. What are you deaf?
Mickey Bunce:
Natalie, come on, what really happened?
Natalie Bunce:
I'm telling you the truth! Don't you believe me?
Elizabeth:
I believe you. Next time you see that drop dead Fred. You give him my love.
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