Momma Quotes in The Good Dinosaur (2015)
[Momma sees a figure approaching in the shade]
[as the figure comes closer and into the sun]
Momma: Arlo... Arlo!
Momma: Henry, it's time.
Momma: It's true, you have lost weight.
Momma: For a moment I thought you had contracted Syphilus, like your uncle, Orlando.
[Momma sees Larry for the first time]
Momma: Who's this?
Owen: This is Cousin Paddy. He's coming to stay with us a while. Isn't that nice?
Momma: [suspiciously] You don't *have* a "Cousin Paddy".
Owen: [to Larry] You lied to me!
[Owen knocks Larry out with a frying pan to the head]
Momma: Get out of my way, you black bastard!
Momma: Who the HELL are you?
Larry: I'm Owen's friend.
Momma: Owen doesn't have a friend!
Larry: That's because he's shy.
Momma: No he's not. He's fat and he's stupid!
Momma: Owen! Food!
Owen: In a minute, Momma.
Momma: Don't you "In a minute, Momma" me! Get off your fat little ass or I'll break it for you! I want two soft boiled eggs, white toast, and some of that grape jelly god damn it! And don't burn the toast!
Owen: Kill her, Larry.
Momma: He's trying to kill me! I asked for the salted nuts. He brought me the unsalted nuts. The unsalted nuts make me choke!
Momma: Your friend had an accident, he's dead! You go bowling and leave a corpse to take care of me!
Owen: He's dead?
Momma: See for yourself.
Owen: Larry! My friend, my friend... Larry!
Momma: "My friend! My friend!" You big crybaby. Go bury him in the yard before he stinks up the place.
Momma: Holy Shit! What a dream I was having! Louis Armstrong was trying to kill me!
Larry: Mrs. Lift?
Momma: Get away from me, you horse's ass!
[Hits Larry in the crotch with her cane. Larry falls to the floor, groaning]
Larry: [to Owen] She's not a woman... she's the Terminator.
Momma: [On the train] I'm getting the hell out of here.
[Stands up and walks off]
Momma: Too god damn sultry in here.
Momma: You were writing a letter.
Owen: No, Momma!
Momma: You are writing to tell them to take me away! You want them to take me away!
Owen: I'm writing a story for class, Momma! I don't want them to take you away!
Momma: Yes, you do!
Owen: Owen loves his Momma!
Momma: [to herself] Owen loves his Momma!
Momma: Owen loves his Momma, Owen loves his Momma, Owen loves his Momma, Owen loves his Momma...
[Owen is typing on his typewriter when Momma comes and slams his hands on the keyboard]
Momma: Stop it, damn it! I got a wax ball in my ear. Get it out.
[Cut to bathroom. Momma slaps Owen]
Owen: Oh, Momma...
Momma: You're writing to her, aren't you Owen?
Owen: Don't start that again, Momma, and don't hit me anymore!
Momma: You love her.
Owen: There's no "her", Momma.
[Momma bends down above the bathtub as Owen brushes her hair back]
Momma: You're writing a letter!
Owen: I'm writing a story for class, Momma. Don't you see? I take a class, I take a nice class.
Momma: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Owen: And I'm gonna be a writer someday.
Momma: You know how that typing upsets me!
Owen: I'm sorry, Momma. A writer writes.
Momma: You're gonna be nothing. You're gonna be nothing. You'll never get to first base. All you do is type, type, type, type, type, type. You sit there typing all day like a fat little pigeon.
[Owen notices a pair of long scissors on a nearby shelf, picks them up and raises them]
Owen: You won't ever hear it again, Momma. I promise.
[Owen stabs Momma through the ear with the scissors. Momma stands up screaming]
Owen: [Confused] Momma...
Momma: [Cleaning her ear] I think you got it, sonny.
[Owen suddenly comes to his senses, realising he was imagining killing her]
Momma: I don't know what I'd do without you, Owen baby.
[Kisses him on the cheek and hugs him]
Owen: I know, Momma. I know.
Momma: Owen, my little baby. Owen, my little baby boy.
[Owen still looks confused as to how he cleared Momma's ear]
Larry: Do you say the night was humid? Or do you say the night was moist? That's writing.
Momma: The night was sultry.
Momma: Who the hell are you, all of a sudden?
Momma: You're my knight in shimmering armor. Did you know that?
Gilbert: I think you mean shining.
Momma: No shimmering. You shimmer, and you glow.
Momma: [meeting for the first time] Hello.
Momma: I haven't always been like this.
Becky: Well, I haven't always been like this, either.
[about his upcoming birthday party]
Arnie: Momma, I want hot dogs!
Momma: We're gonna have hot dogs, honey. I promise. We're gonna have hot dogs.
Arnie: Momma, I want hot dogs!
Momma: We're gonna have hot dogs.
Momma: You left, and I hate that. You know I hate that.
Momma: Is it too much to ask to see this boy turn eighteen?
Momma: That's my son, that is. I'll tell ya: ever since he was an itty bitty boy, sometimes he talks to the lord and sometimes he yells at the lord. Tonight, he just happens to be yellin' at him.
Momma: Don't you let her have them kids now. Fight for those children, son, you hear me?
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