Nancy Henderson Quotes in Harry and the Hendersons (1987)

Sarah Henderson: Where's the roast?

George Henderson: I'll go get it.

Nancy Henderson: The roast is resting in a shallow unmarked grave in the backyard.

George Henderson: Oh. Well, there's plenty of other stuff.

Dr. Wallace Wrightwood: Are you vegetarians?

George Henderson: Sometimes. It depends on the guest.

Nancy Henderson: George, if I could have a word with you before The Carson Show calls?

[looking in an anthropology book]

George Henderson: That's Jaques LaFleur, a hunter who came in the store today.

Nancy Henderson: No, that's Richard Smith, the forestry guy who came to our... house today. That lying bastard!

George Henderson: We don't even know what it is. We don't know if it's male or female.

Sarah Henderson: Definitely male.

Nancy Henderson: How can you tell?

[Sarah stares at them]

Nancy Henderson: Oh, don't answer that, honey.

Jerry Seville: Good morning, Seattle!

George Henderson: God, I hate this guy.

Nancy Henderson: I'll turn it off.

George Henderson: No let me hate him. It'll keep me awake before the coffee kicks in.

George Henderson: Nan, don't you like roughing it in the wild?

Nancy Henderson: Roughing it? George, the only thing rough about it was when the generator went out in the middle of Masterpiece Theatre.

George Henderson: [Pins LaFleur against his car] Listen to me. You're wrong. I was like you! I almost killed him myself. But it would've been murder. He's not an animal!

Nancy Henderson: He's our friend!

Dr. Wallace Wrightwood: For God's sake, Jacques-o, open your eyes.

Jacques LaFleur: Are you people out of your minds? You think I'm going to stop now? I'm going to kill him.

George Henderson: [Begins slamming LaFleur against the car] You're not gonna kill him! You're not gonna hurt him! I won't let you! I'll kill you first...

[Harry pushes George and LaFleur apart]

Jacques LaFleur: [Pointing to George] Don't let him kill me. Don't let him kill me.

[Blubbering]

Jacques LaFleur: Please don't let him kill me! Don't let him kill me, please don't...! Please don't let him kill me!

George Henderson: Hey, hey, careful of my drawings back there. And don't step on the trout!

Nancy Henderson: Or my flowers, if they're still alive.

George Henderson: Or Mom's flowers.

Ernie Henderson: Hey, Dad.

George Henderson: Yeah?

Ernie Henderson: Do you think I could get a pair of real Major League baseball cleats when we get back?

George Henderson: You bet.

Ernie Henderson: Great. I'm gonna spike Frankie McDowell.

Nancy Henderson: Oh no you're not.

George Henderson: Listen to your mom, Ern.

Ernie Henderson: But he spiked me twice.

George Henderson: Well that's different. You go right ahead then.

Nancy Henderson: George!

George Henderson: Nan, you don't understand these things. It's just smart baseball.

[trying to goad Harry into the car to return him to the wild]

Nancy Henderson: Well, here we are. Remember this? Your favourite station wagon.

George Henderson: [unsuccessfully straightening the wrecked front bumper] Or what's left of it...