Fantastic Mr. Fox (film)

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Fantastic Mr. Fox is a 2009 animated film loosely based on the novel of the same name by Roald Dahl. Directed by Wes Anderson.

Dig the life fantastic. Taglines

Mr. Fox[edit]

  • "Honey, I'm seven non-fox years old. My father died at seven and a half. I don't want to live in a hole anymore. I'm going to do something about it."
    • To Mrs. Fox, as he rips into his toast like an animal.
  • "My suicide mission has been cancelled. We're replacing it with a go-for-broke rescue mission."
  • "Are you cussing with me?"
    • To Badger
  • "What the cuss, where'd this giant fence come from?! We had a master plan!"
  • "I think I have this thing where everybody has to think I'm the greatest, the quote unquote 'Fantastic Mr. Fox', and if they aren't completely knocked out and dazzled and slightly intimidated by me, I don't feel good about myself."
    • To Mrs. Fox
  • "Here, put this bandit hat on."

Felicity Fox[edit]

  • I love you too, but I shouldn't have married you.
    • To Mr. Fox
  • If what I think is happening is happening, it better not be.
  • Am I being flirted with by a psychotic rat?
  • We're all different... Him, especially. But there's something kind of fantastic about that, isn't there?
    • To Ash, about all and Mr. Fox

Children[edit]

  • Boggis, Bunce, and Bean<>One fat, one short, one lean.
    These horrible crooks,
    so different in looks,
    were nonetheless equally mean.

Dialogue[edit]

Mr. Fox: Who am I, Kylie?
Kylie: Who how? What now?
Mr. Fox: Why a fox? Why not a horse, or a beetle, or a bald eagle? I'm saying this more as, like, existentialism, you know? Who am I? And how can a fox ever be happy without, you'll forgive the expression, a chicken in its teeth?
Kylie: I don't know what you're talking about, but it sounds illegal.

Ash: You should probably put your bandit hat on now. Personally, I-I don't have one, but I modified this tube sock.
Kristofferson: We look good.
Ash: Yeah, we do.

Felicity Fox: [Kristofferson has just departed after Ash's comment] You have got twenty-nine minutes to come up with a proper apology.
Ash: [snaps, gestures wildly] Me? Me have an apology? He gets a bandit hat? He just got here, and he gets a bandit hat? Where's my bandit hat? Why didn't I get shot at? It's because, you… you… you think I'm no good at anything! Well, maybe you're right, thanks. [stomps away angrily and slams door upon exit]
Kylie: [sighs, to Mr. Fox] Told ya not to bring him.

Mole: I just want to see… a little sunshine…
Mr. Fox: But you're nocturnal, Phil. your eyes barely open on a good day.
Mole: I'm sick of your double talk. we have rights!

Mr. Fox: [in a cellar with many of the other animal characters] Alright, let's start planning. Who knows shorthand? :[Linda raises her hand]
Mr. Fox: Great! Linda! Lutra lutra - you got some dry paper? [she holds up paper]
Mr. Fox: Here we go. Mole! Talpa europaea! What d'you got?
Mole: I can see in the dark.
Mr. Fox: That's incredible! We can use that! Linda?
Linda: Got it.
Mr. Fox: Rabbit! Oryctolagus cuniculus!
Rabbit: I'm fast.
Mr. Fox: You bet you are. Linda?
Linda Otter: Got it.
Mr. Fox: Beaver! Castor fiber!
Beaver: I can chew through wood.
Mr. Fox: Amazing! Linda!
Linda: Got it.
Mr. Fox: Badger! Meles meles!
Badger: Demolitions expert.
Mr. Fox: What? Since when?
Badger: Explosions! Burning things!
Mr. Fox: Demolitions expert! Alright! Linda?
Linda: Got it.
Mr. Fox: [grabs Weasel] WEASEL! MUSTELA NIVALIS!!!
Weasel: Stop yelling!
Mr. Fox: Ha! Ha-ha! Okay. Ash, you and Agnes team up with these little kids and form some KP unit to keep this sewer clean.
Ash: Got it. [to Agnes] What's KP?
Agnes: I think it means janitor. [Ash spits]
Mouse Tailor: Hey-hey! I wanna go with you! I wanna fight!
Mr. Fox: Very well! Microtus pennsylvanicus!

Ash: I can fit through there. Want to know why?
Kylie: Why?
Ash: Because I'm little.

Felicity: I'm going to lose my temper now.
Mr. Fox: When?
Felicity: Right now.
Mr. Fox: Well, when-- [Felicity slashes at his face with her claws] OW!
Felicity: Twelve fox years ago, you made a promise to me, while we we're caged inside that fox trap. That if we survived, you would never steal another chicken, turkey, goose, duck, or a squab whatever they are, and I believed you. [starts to cry] Why? Why did you lie to me?!
Mr. Fox: Because I'm a wild animal.
Felicity: You are also a husband and a father!
Mr. Fox: I'm trying to tell you the truth about myself.
Felicity: I don't care about the truth about yourself. This story is too... predictable!
Mr. Fox: Predictable? Really? What happens in the end?
Felicity: In the end, we all die! Unless you change.

Bean: Ah, so good of you to come! I'm happy to see you! How ya been, Walter? In good health, I trust.
Boggis: Uh, uh, uh...
Bean: Nathan, all is well?
Bunce: Uh...
Bean: Wonderful! Any fox problems?
Boggis: Are you joking?!
Bunce: It's horrible!
Boggis: We're miserable!
Bunce: He's laughing!
Boggis: It's humiliating!
Bunce: We're furious!
Boggis: I don't even want to talk about it!
Bean: Right. Perhaps we ought to kill him.
Boggis: Well, that seems rather obvious.
Bunce: He's too sneaky!
Bean: Ah, yes. He's very clever, isn't he? Might be a bit difficult, I suppose. [shoots every light around] But I already figured out where this fox lives. So tomorrow night, we'll camp in the bushes, wait for him to come out of the hole in the tree, and shoot the cuss to smithereens. How does that grab you, fellas?
Boggis: Yeah, don't see why not.

Ash: I'm here to rescue you.
Kristofferson: ...I've got mixed feelings about that.
Ash: I don't blame you.

Badger: Don't buy this tree, foxy. You're borrowing at nine and a half plus moving into the most dangerous neighborhood in the world for your type of species.
Mr.Fox: You're exaggerating, Badger.
Badger: (scoffs) I'm sugar-coating it, man. This is Boggis, Bunce, and Bean, three of the meanest, nastiest, and ugliest farmers in the history of this valley.
Mr.Fox: Right, tell me about them.
Badger: (sighs) Okay. Walt Boggis is a chicken farmer, probably the most successful in the world. He weighs the same as a young rhinoceros. He eats three chickens every day: breakfast, lunch, supper, and dessert. That's twelve in total per deim. Nate Bunce is a duck and goose farmer. He's about the size of a pot-bellied dwarf, and his chin would be under the shallow end of any swimming pool on the planet. His food is homemade donuts with mashed-up goose livers injected into them. Frank Bean is a turkey and apple farmer. He invented his own species of each. He lives on a diet of strong alcoholic cider which he makes from his apples. He's as skinny as a pencil, as smart as a whip, and possibly the scariest man currently living.

Mr. Fox: I spotted a couple of broken burglar bars underneath the back door to Bean's secret cider cellar.
Kylie: We're breaking into Bean's house?
Mr. Fox: Cellar.
Kylie: Where he lives?
Mr. Fox: Where he keeps the cider.
Ash: (appears behind them) Below where he lives.
Mr. Fox: Where'd you come from? You go back to the tree and do your homework.
Ash: I wanna help you steal some cider.
Mr. Fox: We're going to a book party, and you keep your mouth shut about any cider because no one ever said that. Now get out of here!
Ash: But--
Mr. Fox: But nothing! You're gonna get me in a lot of trouble! Besides, you're too little and uncoordinated.

(Ash scowls, twitches his ear and spits)

Mr. Fox: (Points at the tree) One, two, three! (Ash storms back to the tree grumbling.)

Mr. Fox: Wake up everybody, they're digging us out!
Felicity: They'll kill the children!
Mr. Fox: Over my dead body they will!
Felicity: That's what I'm saying, you'd be dead too in that scenario!

Taglines[edit]

  • His life is fantastic... his wife is fantastic... his neighbors, not so fantastic.
  • This holiday season, forget super... ignore incredible... it's all about fantastic.
  • Fuzzy animals by day. Food robbers by night.

External links[edit]

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