Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs (film)

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Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs is a 2009 film about a town where food falls from the sky like rain. It stars the voices of Bill Hader and Anna Faris.

Directed and written by Phil Lord and Christopher Miller, based on the novel by Judi Barret and Ron Barrett.
Prepare to get served

Flint Lockwood[edit]

  • [first lines; narrating] Have you ever felt like you were a little bit different, like you had something unique to offer the world if you could just get people to see it? Then you know exactly how it felt... to be... me.
  • [narrating] I wanted to run away that day. But you can't run away from your own feet.
  • [narrating] From that moment on, I was determined to invent something great.
  • My dream was to help my hometown, a small island hidden under the A in Atlantic, called Swallow Falls. We were famous for sardines, until the day Baby Brent Sardine cannery closed for good, right after everyone in the world realized that sardines... are super gross. Soon, all of us are stuck eating the sardines that no one else wanted. Poached, fried, boiled, dried, candied, and juiced. Life became gray and flavorless, but when all seemed lost, I stared at defeat, and found hope.
  • My name is Flint Lockwood. And I was about to invent a machine that turns water into food.
  • [narrating] It had been almost 10 years since Mom died. And Dad still didn't understand me like she did.
  • My machine works. It really works!!!
  • I've got this under control, and it's not gonna end up in a disaster!
  • So here's how it works: water goes in the top, and food comes out the bottom.
  • It's called the Flint Lockwood Diatonic Super Mutating Dynamic Food Replicator. Or for short: The FLDSMDFR!
  • For the first time in my life, everybody loves something that I've done.
  • [seeing a spaghetti tornado] Mamma mia.
  • I gotta stop the machine! Everyone’s in danger because of me!
  • Come on, Steve. We've got a diem to carpe!
  • When it rains, you put on a coat... of Spray-On Shoes!

Sam Sparks[edit]

  • Flint, this is amazing! And designing the ice cream to accumulate into scoops? I don't know how you're gonna top this!
  • Thanks, Patrick. Okay, everyone, you're not going to believe this one, but I'm standing in the middle of a burger rain. You can have seen a meteor shower, but you have never seen a shower "meatier" than this. For a town stuck eating sardines, this is totally manna from heaven.
  • Well, those cheeseburgers we're only the beginning because a breakfast system is on its way to Swallow Falls. My forecast? Sunny... side up.
  • Now that's what I call, poultry in motion.
  • I scream, you scream, we all scream for Flint Lockwood's latest tasty town-wide treat, with flurries of frozen fun on what the mayor declared to be an ice cream snow-day. He'd also like invite everyone in the world to catch a cruise liner and come on down this Saturday for the grand opening of Chewandswallow. A town that is truly a la mode! With today's scoop for the Weather News Network, I'm Sam Sparks!
  • When I was a girl, I wore a ponytail, had glasses, and I was totally obsessed with weather. Other girls wanted a Barbie, I wanted a Doppler Radar Turbo 2000. But all the other kids used to taunt me with this lame song. It wasn't even clever. So, I got a new look, gave the sciencey smart stuff, and I was never made fun of again.
  • Water goes in the top, a food hurricane comes out the bottom.
  • Anybody order pizza?

Earl Devereaux[edit]

  • Hey! This mess we're in is all our fault. Me, I didn't even protect my own son. Look, I'm as mad at Flint as you are. In fact, when he gets out of that car, I'm gonna slap him in the face! I know Flint Lockwood made the food, but it was made to order, and now it's time for all of us to pay the bill.
  • My chest hairs are tingling. Something's wrong.
  • Do you see my beautiful angel son, Cal? [Cal: Sup?]

"Baby" Brent[edit]

  • [repeated line] Uh, oh!
  • [running while carrying a pair of giant scissors] I really shouldn't be running with these!
  • I'm not Baby Brent anymore. I'm Chicken Brent, and I'm finally contributing to society!
  • Oh, I don't know, I think they're kinda cute. I mean, this one just walked right up to me and– [Suddenly, a chicken eats Brent alive; Brent shrieked in terror] HE'S GOT ME!!

Patrick Patrickson[edit]

  • Yikes! What is that, a scrunchie? I haven't seen one of those since 1995.


Mayor Shelbourne: This is going to be big!
Sam: This food weather was created intentionally by meek-ish backyard tinkerer Flint Lockwood.
Officer Earl Devereaux: [gasps] Flint Lockwood!?
Flint: [nervously] Hi…
Sam: Flint, those burgers were amazing.

Earl: You see this contact lens, Flint Lockwood?
Flint: Mm-hmm.
Earl: This contact lens represents you!
Flint: All right.
Earl: And my eye represents my eye!
Flint: Okay.
Earl: [puts on the contact lens] I've got my eye on... you.
Flint: Oh, my gosh! A jaywalker.
Earl: Hey!

Flint: I've never actually been in a snowball fight.
Sam: Really?
Flint: I don't even know the rules. Is there like a point system or is it... to the death?
Sam: No. You never...? I mean, look, even Steve is throwing chocolate snowballs. Oh, ew.

Sam: A town that is truly a la mode.
French Weather Reporter: ...A la mode. [translation: ""]
Arabic Weather Reporter: ...A la mode. [translation: ""]
British Weather Reporter: A town that is truly topped with ice cream.

Sam: Can you keep a secret?
Flint: No. [awkward pause] But this time, sure. Yeah.
Sam: [sighs] Okay. It was a really long time ago, but I too was... a nerd.
Flint: [blankly] "Too"?
Sam: When I was a little girl, I wear a ponytail and glasses, and I was totally obsessed with the science of weather.

Flint: [sees spaghetti tornado] Mamma mia.

Sam: We need a doctor! Is anyone here a doctor? Anyone?
Manny: I am a doctor.
Sam: You are?
Manny: I was, back in Guatemala. I came here for a better life. Pretty great decision, eh?

Manny: You are going to need a co-pilot.
Sam: You are a pilot, too?
Manny: Yes. I am also a particle physicist.
Sam: Really?
Manny: No, that was a joke. I am also a comedian. [Flint and Sam laugh]

Sam: That's peanut brittle. If either of us touches it, we'll go into anaphylactic shock.
Flint: Actually, I'm not allergic to peanuts. I might have said that to get you to like me.
Sam: And you thought having a food allergy would make you more attractive?
Flint: Eh...

Flint: [Hanging from a licorice rope held by Sam, who is swelling up from her peanut allergy] Let go, Sam.
Sam: l'm not gonna let you go. Flint, you'll be stuck down there.
Flint: [looks down into the dark pit, then back up at Sam] It's not ideal, no.
Sam: Come with us. We'll start over. We'll live underground. Use bacon for clothes.
Flint: Sam, that's not a very good plan.
Sam: It is if it means I don't have to lose you! [beat] Look, I like you, okay?
Flint: Like... Like, as a friend?
Sam: No. Like "like you" like you.
Flint: Me too. But about you. [bites through rope and drops] Goodbye, Sam.
Sam: Flint! No!

[last lines]
Flint: Sam.
Sam: Flint.
Flint: Sam.
Sam: Flint.
Tim: Flint.
Flint: Dad.
Steve: Steve!
Tim: Flint. [sighs] Look, when you... when you cast your line... if it's not straight, um...
Sam: OH, FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! [puts Flint's Monkey Thought Translator on Tim's head]
Tim: [in a robotic voice] I'm proud of you, Flint. I'm amazed that someone as ordinary as me could be the father of someone as extraordinary as you. You're talented, you're a total original, and your lab is breathtaking. Your mom, she, uh, always knew you were going to be special. And if she were alive today, she'd tell us both, "I told you so." Now, uh, look, when I take this thing off, and... you hear me make a fishing metaphor, just know that fishing metaphor means... [Tim takes off the Monkey Translator and speaks in a normal voice] I love my son.
Flint: I love you too, Dad.
[the crowd applauds]
Shelbourne: This was not well thought out.

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