Alex Mason, Jr. Quotes in Mr. Nanny (1993)

Sean Armstrong: Show some respect, Burt saved my life.

Burt Wilson: Oh yeah, I took a bullet for this guy, nicked an artery, you should've seen the blood pumping out, ka-bloom, ka-bloom, ka-bloom - nearly hit the ceiling.

Kate Mason: Eeeew!

Alex Mason, Jr.: Cool!

Sean Armstrong: Must've hit him pretty hard, he landed head first in the swimming pool of the hotel next door.

Alex Mason, Jr.: Must've made a killer splash!

Sean Armstrong: Na, the pool was empty, it would've killed him, but his hair cushioned the fall.

Burt Wilson: Of course they couldn't scrape up all of his brain goo but he got a nice metal plate in the slammer.

Sean Armstrong: If you're getting ready for a fight, you just need attitude, not muscles.

Alex Mason, Jr.: That's easy for you to say when you're the size of a redwood.

Sean Armstrong: I was a big kid, I still got whooped every day. My old man never taught me to take care of myself, he never taught me nothing.

Alex Mason, Jr.: So how'd you get them to stop beating on you?

Sean Armstrong: I graduated.

Alex Mason, Jr.: Oh.

Sean Armstrong: Then this little guy Burt taught me some attitude.

Alex Mason, Sr.: The agency won't send us anymore nannies.

Alex Mason, Jr.: Is that why you brought home Frankenstein?

Alex Mason, Sr.: Alex!

Sean Armstrong: [drives up near the kids' school] This is my old school, you mean to tell me you guys go to public school?

Alex Mason, Jr.: Ooooooohhh, he can read. Our dad did think it was a great place... but when he finds out you used to go here...

[Sean drives up to the school]

Alex Mason, Jr.: Hey what're you doing? It's hard enough fitting in without everyone knowing we have a Rolls Royce.

Sean Armstrong: What're you talking about?

Kate Mason: Alex has no friends.

Sean Armstrong: Like I'm so surprised.

Sean Armstrong: [after getting drenched in the bathroom] Kids. They're just...

Alex Mason, Jr.: [from downstairs] Sean, dinner! Here, piggy, piggy, piggy, piggy! SOOEY!

Sean Armstrong: kids.

Alex Mason, Jr.: [Armstrong has just fallen into a swimming pool of red dye] Wow! Now all he needs is a pitchfork and a pointy tail.

Sean Armstrong: That... is... it.

[slips back into pool]

Sean Armstrong: Whoa!

Alex Mason, Jr.: See ya!