In my neighborhood if you're too aggressive, you intimidate someone, they kill you. Or if you decide to be emotional and you start crying, you're a victim. You know, the kid in the schoolyard that doesn't want to fight always leaves with a black eye. You have to find a way to stay in the middle, somewhere where people just don't mess with you because they know that you don't have a problem with it if it goes there.
Mrs. Doubtfire: (after turning the TV off and tossing the remote into the aquarium) Between the hours of 3 PM and 7 PM, I'm in charge. And when I'm in charge, you will follow a schedule. Those who do *not* follow the schedule will be punished.
Lydie: (glancing at Chris and Natalie) She's lying. She wouldn't punish us.
Nani: Lilo! There you are, "Honey Face!" This is Mr... "Bubbles". Mr. Cobra Bubbles: Nice to meet you. Lilo: Your knuckles say "cobra"... "Cobra Bubbles"... you don't... *look* like a social worker. Mr. Cobra Bubbles: I'm a special classification. Lilo: Did you ever kill anyone? Mr. Cobra Bubbles: We're getting off the subject. Let's talk about you. Are you... happy? Lilo: I'm adjusted. (Repeats what Nani is signing to her behind Bubbles' back) Lilo: I eat all four food groups, and look both ways before crossing the street... and take long naps... (Nani pumps her fist in triumph) Lilo: and get disciplined? Mr. Cobra Bubbles: Disciplined? Lilo: Yeah! She disciplines me real good. (Nani holds out here hand in "stop" gesture) Lilo: Sometimes five times a day! With bricks! Mr. Cobra Bubbles: Bricks? Lilo: Uh huh... in a pillow case... Nani: Okay, that's enough sugar for you! Why don't you run along now, you little cutie. The other social workers just thought she was a scream. Thirsty? Mr. Cobra Bubbles: Let me illuminate to you the precarious situation i which you have found yourself. I am the one they call when things go wrong, and things have indeed gone wrong.
Jack: Wait! We're passengers! We're passengers!
(flushed and panting, Jack waves the tickets as he and Fabrizio run up the ramp to the 3rd class gangway entrance)
6th Officer Moody: (looks at the tickets as Jack and Fabrizio reach the end of the ramp) Have you been through the inspection queue?
Jack: (lying) Of course! Anyway, we don't have lice, we're Americans.
(motions the tickets back and forth between himself and Fabrizio)
Jack: Both of us.
6th Officer Moody: (nods) Right. Come aboard.
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