Molt Quotes in A Bug's Life (1998)

Hopper: I swear, if I hadn't promised Mother on her deathbed that I wouldn't kill you, I would kill you!

Molt: And believe me, no one appreciates that more than I do.

Hopper: Shut up! I don't wanna hear another word out of you while we're on this island. Do you understand me?

Molt: [whimpers]

Hopper: I said do you understand me?

Molt: Well, how can I answer? You said I couldn't say another word!

[Hopper raises his fist to hit him]

Molt: Aah! Remember ma!

Heimlich: [dressed as baby] Bottle all gone. Baby wants pie!

Francis: Pie? He asked for it. Should I give it to him?

Molt: Yeah! Give him pie! Give him pie!

Hopper: It's a bug-eat-bug world out there, princess. One of those Circle of Life kind of things. Now let me tell you how things are supposed to work: The sun grows the food, the ants pick the food, the grasshoppers eat the food...

Molt: And the birds eat the grasshoppers. Hey, like the one that nearly ate you, you remember? You remem- Oh, you shoulda seen it, okay?

Hopper: Molt!

Molt: This blue jay has him half way down his throat, okay? And Hopper - Hopper's kicking and screaming, okay? And I'm scared, okay, I'm not going anywhere near, okay- Aw, come on! It's a great story.

[Hopper grabs Molt by the antennae]

Molt: Ow! Ow! Ow!

[Hopper has just drowned three dissenting grasshoppers in a pile of seeds]

Hopper: You let one ant stand up to us, then they all might stand up! Those puny little ants outnumber us a hundred to one and if they ever figure that out there goes our way of life! It's not about food, it's about keeping those ants in line. That's why we're going back! Does anybody else wanna stay?

[grasshoppers shocked - all the grasshoppers "rev up" their wings]

Molt: [motioning a fellow grasshopper] He's quite the motivational speaker, isn't he?

Hopper: Let's ride!

Manny: Utilizing psychic vibrations, I shall select the perfect volunteer.

Molt: Oh, oh, oh, oh! Pick me! Oh, oh! C'mon, I'm asking you with my brain.

Hopper: Not one ant sleeps until we get every scrap of food on this island!

Molt: Just do what he says. You don't wanna make him mad, believe me.

Molt: That's very true, Hoppy. I mean, where would the mystery be if we all knew how it was -

[Hopper hits him with a seed]

Molt: Shutting up.

Molt: [in a sing-song voice] The circus! The circus! I love the circus!