Stuart Little 2

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Stuart Little 2 is a 2002 live action/CGI animated film, directed by Rob Minkoff and starring Geena Davis, Hugh Laurie and Jonathan Lipnicki and the voices of Michael J. Fox, Melanie Griffith, Nathan Lane, James Woods and Steve Zahn. The film is a sequel to the 1999 film, Stuart Little, and includes characters from the children's book by E. B. White such as Margalo the bird.


  • [when asked to clean up Martha's spilled oatmeal] Oh, great. It's glop. Look what I'm reduced to. I'm a Handi-Wipe with hair!
  • I try to eat right, and yet I still feel bloated. Maybe more food will help.
  • [trying to keep up with Stuart in his car] Hey! Mario Andretti, slow down! Let's pace ourselves! I'm gonna have a heart attack! I think I'm having a thrombosis! And I don't even know what that means!
  • [after Stuart's car breaks down] This is a sign, Stuart. Like the burning bush... except it's a carberator and I'm not Moses.
  • Giving up is fun! And just think of the time you save! I'm telling ya, Stuart - if more people gave up, there'd be fewer wars.
  • You've got guts, kid! Guts, and... and spunk! Not to mention moxie! You've got guts, spunk, and moxie!
  • I'll bet something terrible has happened. Oh, the Littles will kill me! I know, I'll bring home another mouse in a snazzy outfit, teach him to drive a sports car, and pass him off as Stuart! Oh, who am I kidding?! I have to get up there! But how? [cut to Snowbell being elevated upward on a window washing platform, nervously looking down at the street below] I hope I live to regret this...
  • [trying to get the Littles' attention] Ho little, hoo wittle, hey wattle...


Mrs. Little: Did you hear that? She said "Blah-blah"! I can't believe it! Her first word! Where's the baby book? I'm writing it down.
Mr. Little: I'm not sure that's technically, y'know, a word.
Mrs. Little: Of course it is! But your Uncle Crenshaw says that every Little starts talking by nine months!
Mr. Little: In Uncle Crenshaw's case, never stops.

Stuart: Meanwhile, you can use my cat's bed.
Margalo: You have a cat?!
Stuart: Oh, don't worry about Snowbell. He wouldn't hurt a fly.
[Outside, Snowbell catches a fly and eats it]
Snowbell: [burps] Oh, those flies really come back on you!

Margalo: Hi there.
[Snowbell screams]
Margalo: Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you.
Snowbell: Scare me? That's a laugh! [laughs] Hear that? That was a laugh. [hisses at Margalo, and starts coughing] Hairball! Major hairball! Ugh! And yet, we continue to lick ourselves. Unbelievable!
Stuart: Hey, Snowbell. Meet Margalo. She'll be staying with us for a while.
Snowbell: Staying?! Are you out of your mind?! Stuart, you can't just drag stray birds in here! What do you think this is, a halfway house? Look at her, she's filthy! No offense. She could have germs! And how do you know she's not a vagrant or a thief?! Get rid of her!
Mrs. Little: [from offscreen] Hi, we're home! Sorry we're late.
Stuart: Little high, little low!
Mrs. Little: Little hey, little ho!
Margalo: What the heck was that?
Stuart Little: Oh, that's just how we greet each other.
Margalo: Interesting.
Snowbell: Nauseating is more like it. You're in for it now, missy! Mother Little hates when animals walk in here off the street. When she sees this, she's gonna throw a fit!
[Snowbell is wrong; Mrs. Little walks in, crouches down, and gently picks up Margalo]
Mrs. Little: [softly] Oh! Such a pretty little birdie!
Snowbell: [walking out of the room] Maybe it's just my friends she hates.

Mrs. Little: Isn't it nice that Stuart has a friend?
Mr. Little: I don't think Stuart thinks of her as a friend.
Mrs. Little: What do you mean?
Mr. Little: I mean, he's smitten. He's infatuated. He's bedazzled.
Mrs. Little: Stuart?! But he's a baby!
Mr. Little: Well, boys start having crushes really young.
Mrs. Little: Frederick... did you have many crushes?
Mr. Little: [smiling] I'm still having one.

[The falcon lands behind Margalo, stomping his feet loud enough to startle her]
Falcon: Remember me?
Margalo: You scared me.
Falcon: What can I say? I'm a scary guy.

[Margalo is taking a bath, but Falcon drops in and scares her]
Falcon: Did you really think I wouldn't find out?
Margalo: What are you talking about?
Falcon: I'm talking about you, and your little mouse friend. Big mistake. Never make a friend I can eat. Now get me that ring! Or the mouse... is lunch.

[Snowbell is sleeping, and Stuart wakes him up, and asks him to join his search in finding Margalo]
Stuart: [whispers] Snow? Snowbell?
Snowbell: AAAAH! The good silverware's in the dining room! Take whatever you want, but don't hurt me!
Stuart: It's me, Stuart.
Snowbell: Oh, you. This better be important.
Stuart: Margalo's still missing.
Snowbell: I should've been more specific. I meant "important to me"!
Stuart: I was going to go look for her, and I was hoping that you could come with me.
Snowbell: Look, Stuart. Do yourself a favor. Buy a parakeet and forget her.
Stuart: I can't forget her. She's in terrible trouble, and I have to help her. I mean, what am I, a man or a [pauses] mouse?
Snowbell: Uh... is that a trick question?
Stuart: Come on, you gotta help me.
Snowbell: Oh, and why would I do that?
Stuart: Well, because we're family, and because I'd do the same for you. And if you don't, and the Littles ask where I'm gone, George is gonna tell them you ate me.
Snowbell: [outraged] WHAT?!? Why, you little rat! Oooh! You know something? Everybody thinks you're so nice - you're not so nice!

Snowbell: I hate to bring this up, but... I have to go tinky!
Stuart: How about the alley?
Snowbell: An alley? I'm a house cat! We're fastidious creatures! We use a litter box! We don't just yell "Bombs away" and go wherever we are!

Monty: Hey, are you two still friends, or can I eat him?
Snowbell: No, Monty, you can't eat him.
Monty: Pleeeease?
Snowbell: [sharply] NO! Now pay attention. What do you know about a bird called Falcon?
Monty: Falcon?! Ooh, that's a bad guy, you don't wanna fool with him.
Stuart: You know where we can find him?
Monty: You don't wanna find him! You don't want anything to do with him! Trust me, he'd eat you so fast, you'd be a pile of falcon-poop before you could yell for help! Falcons are vicious! They grab you by the back of the neck and carry you so high you can't even see the ground, and then they drop you, and by the time you hit the pavement, they just drink what's left through a straw!
Stuart: Snowbell, are you all right?
Snowbell: [looking terrified] Oh sure. In fact, I no longer need a litterbox.
Monty: [laughs] Mop-up on aisle three!

[Snowbell looks at a restaurant menu]
Snowbell: Salmon, catfish, tuna... Why do they taunt me?
Stuart: How can you think of food at a time like this? Stay on track, will you?
Snowbell: Look, I'm nervous. When I'm nervous, I eat. Cause I know, in my growling gut, that if anything happens to you, I'll be blamed! I'm sure the Littles already know we're gone and are planning on replacing me with a hamster!
Stuart: Don't worry. George has us covered.
Snowbell: George?! George doesn't know poop from applesauce! And I say that with a great deal of affection.

Stuart: [using a pay phone] Snowbell, I need more change.
Snowbell: What do I look like, a fanny pack?

[Falcon has grabbed Stuart and is about to drop him]
Margalo: Don't hurt him, Falcon!
Falcon: I won't hurt him. The sidewalk will!
Stuart: Can't we talk this over?
[Falcon drops Stuart, sending him falling and screaming towards the streets]
Margalo: [racing after him] No, Stuart! [Falcon snatches her up and takes her back inside the building] Let me go! No, Falcon!! NO!!
[Meanwhile, Stuart lands in a passing garbage truck]

Snowbell: Margalo? Where are you?
Margalo: [from inside a paint can where Falcon has her imprisoned] In the can!
Snowbell: Oh. Okay, I'll wait.
Margalo: No, in the paint can!
Snowbell: Ooohh... Why are you in there? Is this some kind of trick?
Margalo: Just get me out!
Snowbell: Is Stuart in there, too?
Margalo: [sadly] No, Snowbell, he's dead.
Snowbell: [horrified] What? Stuart is dead?!
Margalo: Falcon killed him.
Snowbell: No... He can't be, he's... [close to tears] I was supposed to protect him! I wish it was me who'd been killed!
Margalo: Really?
Snowbell: No, but I am very unhappy!

[Mrs. Little has just found out George lied to her about where Stuart is]
Will: What are you going to do now?!
George: Which way's Canada?

George: Dad?
Frederick: What?
George: Am I in trouble?
Fredrick: No, son. You're in BIG trouble!
[George frowns when he hears this]

[Snowbell is in a paint can, and Falcon is about to roll him off the building]
Margalo: Don't do it, Falcon, or else!
Snowbell: Do what? What's he doing?!
Falcon: Or else what?
Margalo: Or else, you'll lose... this. [Margalo holds up Mrs. Little's ring]
Falcon: Put that down, Margalo!
Margalo: I'm through doing what you tell me to do. I'm leaving you, Falcon, forever!
Falcon: Oh, and what do you think you'll be without me?!
Margalo: Free. [flies off]
Falcon: Big mistake! I'll be back for you, furball.
Snowbell: Don't hurry!

Stuart: [about the adventure] If we get out of this, I'm sticking to painting and dancing!

[Monty is looking in a trash can]
Monty: Oh, can't I get a decent meal in this city?!
[Falcon falls out of the sky and lands in the trash can. Monty looks up at the sky]
Monty: Thank you!

Stuart: Snowbell! You made it.
Margalo: Thank goodness you're all right!
George: Snowbell! Where have you been? You wouldn't believe what Stuart and Margalo have been through!
Mr. Little: Snowbell... you should have seen it. [taking Stuart and Margalo in his hands] These two were so brave. Let's go home.
[The family heads away; Snowbell watches them go, aghast]
Snowbell: And what about me? I played no part in this?! [angrily] Well, I have had enough! I'm staying right here, folks! Oh, yeah! You'll never see me again!
Mrs. Little: [after Stuart whispers something to her] Snow? Want some tuna when we get home?
Snowbell: [delighted] Tuna? I love these people! [runs after them] Wait! Wait for me!


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