Gregory Quotes in The Tale of Despereaux (2008)

Miggery Sow: Ding Ding.

Gregory: Slop.

[Miggery stops. Pause]

Gregory: No, don't stop! I said slop!

Miggery Sow: [calling through a hole in the floor of her cell; unaware that Gregory hears her cries] Help! HEEEEELLLLLLPPPPP! Can anyone hear me? HEELL-LLLL-LLLPPPP! I'm in here!

[her voice begins to break]

Miggery Sow: I'm in here!

[Mig cries as Gregory enters her cell; in the light he sees her birthmark and recognizes her as his daughter. Gregory lets out a gasp and drops his keys in his astonishment. Mig turns around and sees him]

Miggery Sow: [gasps] Gor! What took you so long? I've been screaming in here for over TWO hours!

Gregory: [trying to find his voice; overcome with emotion] My-My little princess!

Gregory: I must say, I don't believe I belong here with these rogues. I transferred from Yardale where I had a 4.0 grade point average.

Cartman: You're a fucking faggot, dude.

Gregory: I'm here for "la resistance."

Kyle: What's the password?

Gregory: I don't know.

Kyle: Guess.

Gregory: Uhhh... bacon.

Kyle: ...okay.

Spectator I: I think it was "Blessed are the cheesemakers".

Mrs. Gregory: Aha, what's so special about the cheesemakers?

Gregory: Well, obviously it's not meant to be taken literally; it refers to any manufacturers of dairy products.

Centurion: Where is Brian of Nazareth?

Brian: You sanctimonious bastards!

Centurion: I have an order for his release!

Brian: You stupid bastards!

Mr. Cheeky: Uh, I'm Brian of Nazareth.

Brian: What?

Mr. Cheeky: Yeah, I - I - I'm Brian of Nazareth.

Centurion: Take him down!

Brian: I'm Brian of Nazareth!

Victim #1: Eh, I'm Brian!

Mr. Big Nose: I'm Brian!

Victim #2: Look, I'm Brian!

Brian: I'm Brian!

Victims: I'm Brian!

Gregory: I'm Brian, and so's my wife!

Victims: I'm Brian! I'm Brian!...

Brian: I'm Brian of Nazareth!

Centurion: All right. Take him away and release him.

Mr. Cheeky: No, I'm only joking. I'm not really Brian. No, I'm not Brian. I was only - It was a joke. I'm only pulling your leg! It's a joke! I'm not him! I'm just having you on! Put me back! Bloody Romans! Can't take a joke!

Mr. Big Nose: I'll get you for this, you bastard.

Parvus: Oh, yeah?

Mr. Big Nose: Oh, yeah. Don't worry. I never forget a face.

Parvus: No?

Mr. Big Nose: I warned you. I'm going to punch you so hard, you Roman git!

Parvus: Shut up, you Jewish turd!

Mr. Big Nose: Who are you calling Jewish? I'm not Jewish! I'm a Samaritan!

Gregory: A Samaritan? This is supposed to be a Jewish section.

Parvus: It doesn't matter! You're all going to die in a day or two.

Gregory: It may not matter to you, Roman, but it certainly matters to us. Doesn't it, darling?

Mrs. Gregory: Oh, rather.

Gregory: Under the terms of the Roman occupancy, we're entitled to be crucified in a purely Jewish area.

Gregory: Act your age. Go and break some windows. Demolish some phone boxes.

Gregory: Have you ever been in love? I'm in love.

Steve: Since when?

Gregory: This morning. I feel restless and dizzy. I bet I won't get any sleep tonight.

Steve: Sounds like indigestion.

[on Gregory's doorstep, after their first date]

Susan: At least you've stopped kissing me like I was your aunty.

[he kisses her again, then pretends to look horrified]

Gregory: What's my aunty going to say when I kiss her at Christmas?

Dorothy: Ah, parliamo italiano?

Gregory: No, not really. Just bella, bella.

Carol: Can you drive?

Gregory: No, but it runs in the family.

Gregory: Oh, that Dorothy... the hair, the teeth, and the smell.

Gregory: Is it still stealing if you used the money to buy a birthday present from the person you stole it from?

Gregory: Can I give you some advice?

Donald Morton: Can I humanly stop you?

Gregory: Stick with the group. Compared to us, you're a god. And, uh, next to Isabelle, which you will *never* be again, you don't come off so hot.

Sampson: [to Gregory] I will bite my thumb at them, which is a disgrace to them, if they bear it.

[bites thumb]

Gregory: [Abra revs car and moves closer] Go forth! I will back thee!

Abra: Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?

Sampson: I... I do bite my thumb, sir.

Abra: Do you bite your thumb at *us*, sir?

Sampson: [to Gregory] Is the law on our side if I say aye?

Gregory: NO!

Sampson: No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, but I bite my thumb, sir!

Gregory: Do you quarrel, sir?

Abra: Quarrel, sir? No, sir!

Gregory: A dog of the house of Capulet moves me!

Abraham: Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?

Sampson: I do bite my thumb, sir.

Abraham: Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?

Sampson: Is the law of our side if I say ay?

Gregory: No.

Sampson: No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you sir; but I bite my thumb, sir.

Gregory: Do you quarrel, sir?

Abraham: Quarrel, sir? No, sir.

Sampson: If you do, sir, I am for you: I serve as good a man as you.

Abraham: No better.

Sampson: Well, sir.

Gregory: Say 'better'; here comes one of my master's kinsmen.

Sampson: Yes, better, sir.

Abraham: You lie.

Sampson: Draw, if you be men! Gregory, remember thy swashing blow.

Gregory: Do you quarrel , Sir?

Abraham: Quarrel, Sir? No, Sir.

Gregory: Holy Canarsie!

Emmanuelle: When I want something, I say so.

Grégory: That simplifies things.

Emmanuelle: Love is the only thing that interests me.

Grégory: I wouldn't want the woman I love to make love to someone else.

Emmanuelle: You prefer lying?

Grégory: In this case, yes.

Emmanuelle: You're quite bourgeois, after all.

Grégory: Loving someone who loves you is so very rare.

Rolf: You're not, by any chance, a Christian man, are you?

Gregory: No, no. The belief in just one god has never really appealed to me.

Rolf: Good. Ever since the days of King Olav the second, the jotuns have sworn vengeance on all men who follow his line of faith. Even to this day they can smell a christian man's...

Gregory: Blood?

Rolf: ...from far away.