Little Boy Quotes in Batman Begins (2005)

[Rachel grabs a gun to protect herself and a little boy from escaped asylum inmates]

Little Boy: Batman will save us. He'll come. He'll come.

Rachel Dawes: [raises gun and shields the boy's face] Don't peek.

[Batman drops from above, grabs them and lifts them to safety]

Little Boy: I told you he'd come.

[in the Narrows, a boy goes out onto the balcony to escape his parents' arguing; he sees Batman hanging on the side of the building, spying on a nearby one]

Little Boy: It's you, isn't it? Everyone's been talking about you.

Father: [from inside] Get in here!

Mother: [from inside] Don't you yell at him like that!

Little Boy: The other kids won't believe me.

[Batman folds the optic instrument he's been using, and tosses it to the boy]

[first lines]

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Merry Christmas. What's your name, little boy?

Little Boy: Eric.

Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: Uh-huh, Eric. What do you want for Christmas Eric? Hmmm?

Little Boy: You tellin' me you're a witch? You ain't no witch! Witches are girls!

Warlock: Some are men.

Little Boy: Yeah? So where's your broomstick?

Little Boy: [watching the Warlock play a handheld football game] Hey, you can't punt on first down. Nobody does that, not even Tampa Bay!

Little Boy: He gave me five bucks to bring it over here.

Lt. Byrnes: What'd he look like?

Little Boy: A bald-headed guy with a thing in his ear.

Det. Steve Carella: He's got a thing in his ear.

Ali: Man, I'm so hungry!

Little Boy: The lunch is ready. My sister has prepared.

Ali: What's on the menu?

Little Boy: Fried insects, and boiled snake.

Ali: Yuck! I won't eat that!

Murat: Come on man! If you don't eat, your handsome looks will deteriorate.

Cashier: Can I help you?

Robber #1 with gun: Sure!

[Pulls out a gun]

Robber #1 with gun: Your money!

Little Boy: Hey, I just wanna pay for this!

[Puts a coke on the desk]

Robber #1 with gun: It's on the house, kid!

[Pushes the kid over, so he slides and lands in front of Nick DiMarco]

Little Boy: Ow.

Nick DiMarco: Hey buddy, you okay?

[the kid nods]

Nick DiMarco: You sure?

Robber #1 with gun: [to the cashier] Money!

Nick DiMarco: [to the robbers] So... do I get mine on the house too?

Robber #1 with gun: No way asshole! You gotta pay!

Nick DiMarco: Now that's not fair. You gave the kid his for free... or maybe you're just too much of a chicken-shit to pick on someone your own size?

Robber #2 with knife: He's right, you shouldn't play favors. Okay tough guy, come and get something for free!

Robber #1 with gun: Come on, tough guy!

[Nick swiftly pacifies the robber with the gun]

Robber #2 with knife: SUCK MAH DICK!

[Nick points his gun towards the robbers crotch, after he pulls a knife and comes toward him]

Nick DiMarco: Suck this, jerk-off!

[Mike enters the store, and sees what's been going on]

Mike: Hey come on Nick, we gotta go... what's this?

Nick DiMarco: Just a couple of punks, givin' me a warm-up.

Robber #2 with knife: I'll sue you for police-brutality, pig.

Nick DiMarco: Yeah yeah, shut up.

Little Boy: I hate to cut and run but you aren't worth my time.

Little Boy: Whats the matter Sprggan? Can't take it?

Little Boy: The wind opens the sea!

The Blind One: God opens the sea with a blast of his nostrils!

Oscar Madison: Hello there. What do you want?

Little Boy: Five dollars.

Oscar Madison: Why should I give you five dollars?

Little Boy: Your friend said you would for telling you that he's locked in the bathroom.

Little Boy: [Jimmy has just signed a baseball for a little boy, who reads] Avoid the clap, Jimmy Dugan.

Jimmy Dugan: Hey, that's good advice!

Jeremy Grey: Does anyone know what this here is used for?

Little Boy: Rollin' a fatty?

Jeremy Grey: No... Not for... Where'd you learn that?

Little boy: A naked American man stole my balloons.

Little Boy: [into walky-talky] Red leader, what's your position?

Stifler: [on walky-talky] I'm touchin' his ass, I'm touchin' his ass, I'm touchin his ass, I'm touchin' his ass...

Little Boy: Mommy!

Little Girl: [looking at a Magic Eye poster] Wow. It's a schooner.

Willam Black: Ha ha ha ha. You dumb bastard. It's not a schooner... it's a Sailboat.

Little Boy: A schooner IS a sailboat stupid head!

Willam Black: [becoming enraged] You know what? There is NO Easter Bunny! Over there, that's just a guy in a suit!

Little Boy: What's in that bag?

Skeeter Bronson: Chocolate Chip Cookie.

Little Boy: [Grabs the bag] FOOD!

[Runs off with kids following him]

Little boy: Sometimes when I wake up in the morning Mr. McCracken's already there.

Little boy: I got stung by a bee.

Wendy: That's terrible, I know how you feel.

Little boy: No you don't.

Wendy: He's right I have absolutely no idea what it feels like.

[first lines]

Ben Eagle Narrator: [narrating] This is O'Hare, California. Back then it was nothing more than a sleepy fishing village, with a hill at the end of Main Street. Like you see in postcards. My story takes place on the home front, in the midst of World War II. That's me, the little fella.

Photographer: [motioning to the youngest]

Little Boy: Closer?

Freddy Fox: [ribbing him] Stop causing trouble, you midget.

Ben Eagle Narrator: Nobody in that town liked me much.

Photographer: One, two, three.

[flash]

Ben Eagle Narrator: I was eight years old. But the story really starts the day I met my dad. My only friend. My partner.

Nurse Barbara: He's a boy!

James Busbee: Wow! He's so...

Nurse Barbara: What? Little?

James Busbee: Well, he'll grow. Right?

[Tilly Turner says that she'd like to join her two boys in a sailboat race]

Little boy: Then we'd need a tornado to move the boat!