Momma Quotes in The Good Dinosaur (2015)
Momma Quotes:
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[last lines]
[Momma sees a figure approaching in the shade]
Momma: Henry?
[as the figure comes closer and into the sun]
Momma: Arlo... Arlo!
-- Momma -
[first lines]
Momma: Henry, it's time.
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Momma: It's true, you have lost weight.
Momma: For a moment I thought you had contracted Syphilus, like your uncle, Orlando.
-- Momma -
[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]
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Momma: Get out of my way, you black bastard!
Larry: What?
-- Momma -
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 -
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.
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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 -
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 -
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.
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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 -
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!
[singing mockingly]
Momma: Owen loves his Momma, Owen loves his Momma, Owen loves his Momma, Owen loves his Momma...
-- 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]
-- Momma -
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 -
Momma: Who the hell are you, all of a sudden?
-- Momma -
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 -
Momma: [meeting for the first time] Hello.
Becky: Hi.
Momma: I haven't always been like this.
Becky: Well, I haven't always been like this, either.
-- Momma -
[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.
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Momma: You left, and I hate that. You know I hate that.
-- Momma -
Momma: Is it too much to ask to see this boy turn eighteen?
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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.
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Momma: Don't you let her have them kids now. Fight for those children, son, you hear me?
-- Momma
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