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Stuart Little (film)

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Stuart Little is a 1999 American live-action/animated comedy film in which the Little family adopts a charming young mouse named Stuart, but the family cat wants rid of him.

Directed by Rob Minkoff and written by M. Night Shyamalan and Greg Brooker, based on the novel of the same name by E. B. White.
The Little Family Just Got Bigger

Stuart Little

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  • That's why I've been feeling so sad. That's why I keep thinking of them! I'm not a Stout, I'm a Little! I'm Stuart Little! I'M STUART... LITTLE!!!!

Mrs. Keeper

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  • Mr. and Mrs. Little, we try to discourage couples from adopting outside of their own...species. It rarely works out.

Dialogue

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Frederick: [after introducing Stuart to the other Littles] Well, that's just about everyone, except for-
[Snowbell pounces onto the cabinet and tries to eat Stuart, startling Mr. and Mrs. Little]
Eleanor: [to Snowbell, angrily] Snowbell! Drop him right now!
Frederick: [to Snowbell, angrily] You spit Stuart out this instant, Snowbell! Spit him right out!
[Snowbell spits out Stuart]
Eleanor: [to Stuart] Stuart? Are you alright?
Stuart: Wait! [Mr. Little picks up Snowbell, as Stuart checks his tail, which is in one piece, and sighs in relief] I'm fine.
Frederick: [sternly to Snowbell] You must never harm Stuart. Do you understand?
Eleanor: Never, or out you'll go, Mr. Snow!
Frederick: Stuart is one of the family now. We do not eat family members.
[Snowbell approaches Stuart in his bed]
Stuart: [nervously] Nice kitty... nice kitty, pretty kitty...
Snowball: Are you cosy?
Stuart: Yes... thanks, I'm quite comfortable--
Snowbell: [angrily] Cause all I've got to sleep on is a rag in the corner, you little rat!
Stuart: You seem tense...
Snowbell: Tense? Oh, I'm... I'm way past tense!
Stuart: Well, maybe I can help? [gets up and approaches him] What do you like? Can I... can I scratch your ears? I could rub your tummy.
Snowbell: How'd you like to rub it from the inside, mouse boy?
Stuart: [taken aback] Sorry, I-- I'm a little confused. I thought that's what you do with a pet.
Snowbell: [outraged] A PET?! I am not your pet! I'm a cat, you're a mouse! You should be living in a hole! This is my family.
Stuart: Can't we share 'em?
Snowbell: Read my furry pink lips: no! [heading for the window] I can't believe this. I'm arguing with lunch. And stay away from the windows. If the other cats find out about this, I'm ruined! [groans to himself as he jumps out and leaves] I gotta relax. Where's my tinkleball?
Stuart: Snow, where are you going?
Snowbell: Ah. I got to stare at traffic, yawn, lick myself. And believe me, that could take hours if you doing it right. Ciao.
Eleanor: Is he going to be alright?
Dr. Beechwood: Well, a lad that size swallowing all that detergent. Amazingly, I think he's going to be fine. Also, he's very clean.
George: Are you all nuts?! Bicycles and bowling balls? How's he gonna toss a baseball? How's he gonna do any of those things? He's not my brother, he's a mouse.
Stuart: Oh, hello. You must be a friend of Snowbell's. I'm Stuart.
Monty: Uh, aren't you gonna run?
Stuart: Why?
Monty: Because you're a mouse.
Stuart: I'm not just a mouse. I'm a member of this family.
[Snowbell groans]
Monty: [confused] A mouse with a pet cat? [after a pause, he rolls over and roars with uncontrollable laughter] A MOUSE WITH A PET CAT! [continues laughing]
Stuart: I guess that is...pretty funny.
Monty: Pretty funny?! I'M GONNA WET MY FUR! A MOUSE WITH A PET CAT! [Stuart laughs along with him. He looks down at Snowbell] Your new little master! [laughs] Wait until the boys hear all about this!
Snowbell: [embarrassed] Ohh, the humiliation... [to Stuart, angrily] I'M GONNA KILL YOU!
Stuart: [alarmed] Oh, dear!
Snowbell: Come back here!
[After chasing Stuart around, Snowbell ends up in the garbage can]
Snowbell: All right, no more Mr. Nice Kitty! You!
[Stuart retreats into George's basement; Snowbell tries to claw his way in after him]
Snowbell: Get outta there! You can't go in there! That's George's room! Come back! Come on out! I'm not gonna hurt you! I, I... I just wanna show you something. Come on!
George: Maybe we should go home.
Frederick: Why?
George: I'm not wearing my lucky underwear.
Frederick: You don't have lucky underwear.
George: Well, maybe we should get some and come back for another race.
[During the boat race, as Anton Gartman rams the Lillian B. Womrath into the Wasp]
Anton: Look what that stupid mouse did to my sail!
George: He's not a stupid mouse!
Anton: You're right; he's a stupid RAT.
[George angrily tackles Anton to try to remove his remote control, forcing his parents to step in, as Stuart climbs up the mast of the Wasp to untangle it from the Womrath]
Frederick: Hey, hey, hey, come on. George!
Anton: Get off!
[Mr. Little separates George from Anton, as Stuart reaches the top of the mast]
[After it is revealed that the Stouts lied about being Stuart's real parents]
Snowbell: They know about the Stouts! THEY KNOW ABOUT THE STOUTS! THE JIG IS UP! WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?!
Monty: Hey, get ahold of yourself. What are you talking about?
Snowbell: This is very...! I'm in big...! I'M IN DEEP POOPY-DOO!
Monty: Calm down, calm down. Don't get your fur in a bunch. All we need is a new plan.
Smokey: We do what we should have done in the first place - we scratch him out.
Monty: Scratch him out?
Snowbell: But Smokey, the police are involved! I don't wanna get kicked out of my house! I'm not a street cat, I'm a house cat! I don't wanna lose my furry basket or my tinkleball that I push across the floor with my nose!
Monty: Snow, buddy, pull yourself together.
Smokey: It's settled. Stuart Little gets scratched tonight.
[At the golf course house, Reginald wakes Stuart up]
Reginald: Stuart, wake up.
Stuart: Huh?
Reginald: Get dressed.
Stuart: Why?
Reginald: Uh, we're taking you for a ride.
Stuart: Where we're going?
Reginald: Some friends of ours have gathered just to meet you.
Stuart: A gathering? What should I wear?
Reginald: It doesn't matter. Wear anything.
Stuart: Is it formal?
Reginald: Just put something on!
[Camille starts crying]
Stuart: Why's Mom crying? Mom, I'm not angry at you for putting me up for adoption. [Camille still cries] And now that I'm a Stout again, I'll always be here to take care of you. Because that's what families do. Mom, they...they take care of each other.
[Camille breaks down further as she passes Reginald, who's holding her purse. She snatches the purse from her husband's hands, and smacks it against his side]
Reginald: Ow!
Camille: [shouts, anguished] TELL HIM THE TRUTH!
Lucky: Smokey! Hey! Smokey!
Smokey: Keep it down!
Lucky: [whispering] Hey, it's me, Lucky. I just heard from the Brooklyn Cats. Bad news: the Stouts squealed.
Smokey: I knew those mice were rats.
Lucky: The kid's on his way home. What do we do?
Smokey: No problem. He's gotta go through the park, right? Let's meet him there and have ourselves a little "picnic".
Lucky: [starts to leave] Oh, great. I'll bring herring
Smokey: Hey, hey, hey, moron! The mouse is the picnic!
Lucky: Oh.
[Smokey meets Stuart in Central Park]
Smokey: How ya doin'? You must be Stuart.
Stuart: Actually, I must be going. [gets into his car]
Lucky: What's your hurry, Murray?
Red: Yeah, where ya goin', Murray-- uh, Stuart? What's his name?
[Stuart speeds off]
Smokey: Hey, come back here, you little rat!
Lucky: He's gettin' away!
Smokey: Lucky, Red, get him, come on!
Red: He's goin' backwards! He's a hell of a driver!
Lucky: Go, go, go, go!
Red: We got him! I got him, Smokey. Yeah, I got him.
Smokey: The only thing you guys got are big mouths, so shut up and run!
Stuart: [screaming, gasping]
Lucky: Geronimo!
Red: Banzai!
Smokey: Yeah! We got him now!
Stuart: Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
Smokey: Uhh!
Lucky: Yah!
Red: Ohh!
Lucky: Ow!
Red: I got him! I got him!
Lucky: Get him, Red! Get him!
Stuart: [moaning, screaming]
[while the alley cats are chasing Stuart in the roadster]
Lucky: I hope he runs outta gas!
Red: I hope you do. Why don't you run in the back?
Lucky: I can't help it. I have a nervous stomach.
Smokey: And I have an empty stomach! Now get that mouse!
Stuart: Aah! Aah!
Red: Did you see that? Damn. Nobody could've survived that. Right, boss?
Smokey: Yeah. The mouse is sleeping with the fishes.
Red: Long, wet nap.
Smokey: Hey, the sewer rat's alive! After him!
Lucky: No way. I'm a cat. I don't do water.
Smokey: All right, Red, you go.
Red: Oh, no. You wanna do water, hire a spaniel.
Smokey: I don't believe this. What are you guys, a bunch of house cats?
Monty: Hey, Snow! One of the guys spotted Stuart in the park. Smokey sent me to get you.
Snowbell: Ah, gee, Monty, I'm in for the night. It's late. Besides, Stuart is gone. Can't we just give the kid a break?
Monty: 'Couse we could give him a break. First we'll break his little arms, then his little legs, and then we'll take a break. First we gotta find him. Come on, we gotta run!
Snowbell: Why do we have to run? What is it, festival seating?
[Later, as the cats run through Central Park]
Smokey: Come on! Come on! I think we're gettin' closer. I can smell him.
Lucky: Sorry, Smokey, that was me.
Snowbell: Didn't your mothers warn you not to go into Central Park at night?
Smokey: My mother was the reason you didn't go into Central Park at night!
Red: Yeah, you tell them, Smokey!
Smokey: Yeah, she was one tough broad! She was a saint!
Snowbell: [panting and falling behind] Quick question! Who knows CPR? Oi...
Monty: There are mouse-prints going everywhere.
Lucky: How we gonna find him?
Smokey: We'll split up and go in different directions.
Red: What a brain!
Lucky: That is why he is gatto d tutti I gatti.
Snowbell: [stopping] You guys go ahead. I'll just collapse right here.
[Snowbell sits Stuart down on a branch]
Stuart: Snowbell, you saved me?
Snowbell: Yeah, yeah. Look, let's get one thing straight: I'm doing this for the Littles, all right? They love you. George loves you. They're all miserable without you.
Stuart: [surprised] But, Snowbell, you said--
Snowbell: I know what I said, I... I lied, okay?! Welcome to Manhattan! I'm the one that hates you.
Stuart: [smiles] Oh, Snowbell. You do care! [hugs his front leg]
Snowbell: Ugh. Yeah, yeah, okay. Okay, that's enough.
Monty: [arriving with the other cats] Snow, what's he doin' to your leg? I can't help but think this is wrong.
Smokey: What the hell's goin' on here?
Snowbell: Err... look, Smokey, uh, call me fickle, but... I want to call this whole thing off, okay?
Smokey: Too late.
Snowbell: Come on, Smokey, can't we talk it over? See, Stuart's not so bad once you get to know him, and he's got his own car.
Smokey: Careful, house cat. You're askin' for it.
Monty: Snow, what are you doin'? Come on, he's just a mouse.
Snowbell: He's not just a mouse! He's... he's... [looks at Stuart, then at the cats] he's family.
Smokey: Oh, yeah! [laughing hysterically] I could see the resemblance! [he and the other cats laugh hysterically]
Stuart: [angrily] Is that what you think? You have to look alike to be family? [the cats abruptly stop laughing] You don't have to look alike. You don't even have to like each other. Look at Snowbell - he hates me, and still, he's tryin' to save me. Sure, you'll probably scratch him up pretty bad, you'd tear him to shreds, you may even kill him... [Snowbell gulps] ...but Snowbell will not run away, and that is what family is all about! Right...Snow? [looks up to him]
Snowbell: [chuckles nervously] Maybe "family"'s too strong a word.
Smokey: Scratch 'em both.
Snowbell: Both?!
Stuart: [unbuckles Snowbell's collar] Hey, it's me you want! Come and get me!
[The cats try to swipe at Stuart, but they miss, and the branch they're on starts to break]
Monty: Hey, what the...?! The branch is gonna... !
[They sees Snowbell leaning on the branch behind them]
Snowbell: Well, what have we got here?
Monty: Snow, don't come out here, the branch is breaking!
Snowbell: Stuart! Are you all right?
Stuart: Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay.
Snowbell: Just hang on. I'll take it from here.
Monty: Huh? Take what?
[Snowbell pushes down on the branch more heavily, scaring the cats]
Monty: Hey! Come on, Snow, you wouldn't do this to me? Not your old buddy?
Snowbell: Don't worry, "buddy". I'm sure you'll land...
Monty: Hey!
Snowbell: ...on...
Monty: Hey! Snow!
Snowbell: ...your...
Monty: What are you doing? No! No, wait, stop! Wait, I gotta ask you something!
Snowbell: ...feet!
[He pushes the tree branch until it breaks off, and Monty, Lucky, Red and an unnamed gray cat scream and fall into the water]
Other cats: Cold! Cold! Cold water!
Red: I can't swim!
Lucky: Dog paddle!
Red: Dog paddle?! I'd rather drown!
[They climb out and leave, bedraggled and humiliated]
Red: And I had my fur just the way I like it.
Lucky: Oh, man, I'll be licking myself for days! [shakes the water off of him and shivers]
Monty: How could he do this to me, after all we've meant to each other? [panting] I mean, I love that guy! And, oh.... Hey, you guys, Wait up for me!
Snowbell: [laughing] Pack up the pineapple, Stuart! This luau's over!
Stuart: Thanks, Snowbell. You were great.
Snowbell: Well, it must've been quite a show from up there.
[Suddenly, Smokey comes up behind Snowbell]
Stuart: [clears throat] Snowbell?
Snowbell: [laughs] Those cats think they're so tough.
Stuart: Snowbell?
Snowbell: I guess I showed them! Ha! Not bad for a house cat! [laughs]
Smokey: Not bad for a dead house cat. [Snowbell whimpers fearfully. Stuart climbs to the tree. Snowbell turns to Smokey fearfully] Say good night, Tinker Bell.
[Snowbell gulps]
Stuart: Hey, Smokey! [Smokey looks in Stuart's direction] His name...is Snowbell!
[Stuart releases grip of the tree branch he is holding onto; it flies up and strikes Smokey in the face, knocking him off his own branch and sending him falling into the river]
Smokey: [shivering] Oh, this water's damn cold! [gets out of the water] I can't believe this! [shakes the water off of him] Beaten by a mouse and his pet cat! What could be worse?! [suddenly, barking dogs are heard in the distance and they chase Smokey, offscreen] Oh! Oh, nice doggies! No! NOOOOOOOO...!
Stuart: Tsk tsk tsk. Little high, little low.
Snowbell: Little hey, little ho. [sighs] Let's go home.
[Last lines; Stuart rides Snowbell home]
Stuart: You know, Snow, I don't know how to thank you.
Snowbell: How about not kicking me in the sides? I'm beginning to bruise.
Stuart: Sorry. I was getting excited; I've never ridden a cat bareback before.
Snowbell: Well, don't get used to it. Hold on Cowboy. Whoop! [jumps up and carries Stuart to a front window]
Stuart: Thanks for the ride.
Snowbell: Don't mention it. Ever.
[They look inside to see the depressed Little family. Both Frederick and Eleanor are deeply sad while George is sleeping]
Stuart: [from outside the window] Mom! Dad! George! [Frederick carries the sleeping George to bed] It's me, Stuart! I'm back! [knocks on the window]
George: [wakes up, and his eyes widen as he sees Stuart outside the window; happily] STUART!
[The Little family run up to the window]
Stuart: Mom! Dad! George! [they open the window] I missed you all so much! I thought I'd never see you again!
[Eleanor kisses Stuart on the head]
Frederick: I don't understand, how did you manage it?
Stuart: Every Little in the world can find the Little house. And Snowbell. I... I just couldn't have done it without him.
Eleanor: [picks up Snowbell] Really?
Frederick: What's the matter?
Stuart: I was just thinking.
Eleanor: What, dear?
Stuart: That this is how people look.
George: At the end of a fairy tale.
Stuart: Yeah. Exactly.
[They both carry Stuart and Snowbell into the house, and George closes the blind as the words "The End" appears before the screen cuts to black]

Cast

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