Francis Doyle Quotes in The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys (2002)

Margie Flynn: Francis, tell me the most amazing thing you've ever heard.

Francis Doyle: [pause] There's this fish that lives at the bottom of the ocean and it has a spine sticking out of its head to lure prey. The females are the glowing ones and the males are smaller. After the male fish hatch, they bite onto a female, like parasites. But after a while they grow into each other and share the same blood and everything... They turn into one single fish.

Margie Flynn: Wow... that's really weird.

[last lines]

Francis Doyle: [reading from William Blake's The Tygre] Tyger Tyger, burning bright, / In the forests of the night; / What immortal hand or eye, / Could frame thy fearful symmetry? / In what distant deeps or skies. / Burnt the fire of thine eyes? / On what wings dare he aspire? / What the hand, dare seize the fire? / And what shoulder, & what art, / Could twist the sinews of thy heart? / When the stars threw down their spears / And water'd heaven with their tears: / Did he smile his work to see? / Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

Francis Doyle: [drawing a graveyard as a comic book cover]

[title card]

Francis Doyle: [the Adventures of Skeleton Boy... ]

[written on a tombstone]

Francis Doyle: [... R.I.P]

Skeleton Boy: [Maniacal Laughter]

[Spits glowing green onto the tombstone]

Skeleton Boy: [title card]

[Written in venom green spit on the tombstone]

Skeleton Boy: [Episode 1]

Tim: I burned all the skin off my hands. I can barely curl my fingers now.

Francis Doyle: There goes your sex life.

Tim: Alright, seems like the perfect spot for deciding what you really want in life.

Francis Doyle: My own comic book bigger than anything that Marvel or DC has.

Tim: No, I'm talking about what you really want right now, like revenge on the one legged bitch in black and white!

Francis Doyle: [yells] Margie Flynn!

Tim: Shit. I knew it, Margie Flynn.

Margie Flynn: I used to let Donny do... things to me.

Francis Doyle: What kind of things?

Margie Flynn: Everything.

Francis Doyle: Wait, Donny who?

[pause]

Francis Doyle: Donnie, your brother?

Mrs. Doyle: [Francis is drawing a girl, remarkably resembling Margie] Girlfriend?

Francis Doyle: I don't have a girlfriend.

Mrs. Doyle: From the body, I'd guess Farrah Fawcett-Majors. From the face, I'd say that Flynn girl.

[first lines]

Francis Doyle: Tell me again why we're doing this.

Tim: Homework, Francis. Your future's built on it.

Francis Doyle: [whispered] Right.

Francis Doyle: That's all?

Newsie: Man, that's enough to melt an elephant.

Tim: Excuse my friend. He thinks he wants to melt two elephants.

Francis Doyle: Damnit Sullivan, I don't believe it, we just knocked out a cougar with a K-Mart blow gun!

Francis Doyle: When you look at me, I can hardly breathe.

Francis Doyle: Hey Joey, didn't you say something about a wet washcloth?

Joey Anderson: ...Yeah.

Francis Doyle: I think I found your girlfriend!

Francis Doyle: ["Not everyone has to make up trouble for themselves, just so they're not bored!"]

Tim: ["at least I'm doing something. What are you doing, Francis? What exactly do you do?... Have you done anything with Margie yet?"]

Francis Doyle: ["You don't know anything about that!"]

Tim: ["Oh, so you haven't done anything with Margie. Maybe I'll just write her another note, so that you can have a lot more time doing shit like this!"]