Sheryl Quotes in Little Miss Sunshine (2006)

Sheryl: [after Frank tried to commit suicide] I'm so glad you're still here.

Frank: Well, that makes one of us.

Sheryl: You know, like it or not, we're still your family, for better or worse...

Dwayne: No, you're *not* my family! I don't wanna *be* your family! I hate you fucking people! Divorce? Bankrupt? Suicide? You're fucking losers, you're losers! No, please just leave me here, Mom. Please, please, please. Please... just leave me here.

[Dwayne looks around van; writes frantically on notepad... ]

Frank: [reading notepad] "Where's Olive?"...

Sheryl: Oh!

Sheryl: What did he say?

Richard: I'll tell you when I regain consciousness.

Sheryl: [to Frank] He started snorting heroin.

Frank: [to Grandpa] You started snorting heroin?

Grandpa: [in response to Frank, aimed at Dwayne] Let me tell ya, don't do that stuff. When you're young, you're crazy to do that shit.

Frank: [to Grandpa] Well what about you?

Grandpa: [to Frank] What about me? I'm old. When you're old you're crazy not to do it.

Frank: [after Dwayne reads an eye test pamphlet and finds he may be colourblind, destroying his life goal of enlisting in the Air Force] You can't fly jets if you're colourblind.

[Dwayne immediately falls into an emotional breakdown; Frank, Olive and Sheryl all yell for Richard to pull over the vehicle]

Dwayne: [Dwayne springs from the stopped van into an empty field] *FUCK!*

[collapses, screaming and sobbing, breaking his nine-month vow of silence]

Sheryl: What happened?

Frank: He's colourblind. He can't fly.

Sheryl: Oh, Jesus... oh, no.

Sheryl: [waits several moments, then approaches Dwayne] Dwayne...? Dwayne, honey, I'm sorry. Dwayne, come on. We have to go.

Dwayne: I'm not going.

Sheryl: Dwayne...

Dwayne: I said *I'm not*, okay? I don't care, I'm not getting on that bus again.

Sheryl: Dwayne, for better or worse, we're your family...

Dwayne: [stands up] No, you're *not* my family, okay? I don't want to *be* your family! I *hate* you fucking people! *I hate you!* Divorce? Bankrupt? Suicide? You're fucking *losers*! You are losers!

Sheryl: [whispers] Dwayne...

Dwayne: [begins to cry again] No, *please* just leave me here, Mom. Okay? Please, *please*. Please just leave me here.

[sits back down, crying continues]

Frank: [recounting his unrequited love for his student] He fell in love with another man,a colleague of mine; Larry Sugarman.

Sheryl: Who's Larry Sugarman?

Frank: Probably the second highest regarded Proust scholar in th US.

Richard: Who's number 1?

Frank: That would be me Rich.

Richard: Really?

Olive: [going over eye test pamphlets] Mom, Dwayne's got 20/20 vision!

Sheryl: I bet he does...

Olive: Now, let's see if you're colorblind.

[opens the pamphlet]

Olive: What's the letter in the circle?

[Dwayne looks confused]

Olive: No in the circle. The letter... in the circle?

Frank: Can you see a letter, Dwayne?

Olive: It's an A. See? Right there?

Frank: It's bright green.

[to himself]

Frank: Oh man.

[Dwayne scribbles anxiously on his notepad - "What?"]

Frank: Dwayne, I think you might be colorblind.

[pause, Dwayne holds up his notepad again - "What?"]

Frank: You can't fly jets if you're colorblind.

[Dwayne starts to panic, starts hitting the window and the chair in front of him, he then attempts to open the door]

Frank: I take it you didn't like it at Sunset Manor?

Sheryl: Frank...

Grandpa: Are you kidding me? It was a fucking paradise. They got pool... They got golf... Now I'm stuck with Mr. Happy here, sleeping on a fucking sofa. Look, I know you are a homo and all, but maybe you can appreciate this. You go to one of those places, there's four women for every guy. Can you imagine what that's like?

Frank: You must have been very busy.

Grandpa: Ho oh. I had second degree burns on my johnson, I kid you not.

Frank: Really?

Grandpa: Forget about it.

Richard: It's this Sunday? Why can't Jeff and Cindy take her?

Sheryl: They have some equestrian thing in Santa Barbara.

Richard: You know, they do that horse shit every-single-weekend.

Sheryl: Well, it's the nationals. They're taking both horses, so apparently it's a big deal.

Frank: I couldn't help noticing Dwayne has stopped speaking.

Sheryl: Oh, yeah, he's taken a vow of silence.

Richard: [as he rolls up the sheet that covered Grandpa and packs the bags in the trunk of the bus] You know, Olive, Grandpa would have been proud of you today.

Olive: Really?

Sheryl: You were great.

Frank: You were better than great.

Dwayne: You were incredible.

Richard: It's stuck or something.

Sheryl: Try pulling it from here.

Richard: I can't slow down. I can't slow down.

Sheryl: Come on, Olive.

Frank: Come on, sweetie, jump. Jump in the car.

Sheryl: And who's gonna see

[pops her eyes out]

Sheryl: *Your mates*? We had the real thing up here the other day!

Doughboy: Yo, cuz, I know why you got outta the car last night... shouldn't have been there in the first place. You don't want that shit to come back to haunt you. I ain't been up this early in a long time. I turned on the TV this morning, they had this shit on about... about living in a violent world. Showed all these foreign places... I started thinking, man, either they don't know, don't show, or don't care about what's going on in the hood. Man, all this foreign shit, and they didn't have shit on my brother, man.

[sniffles]

Doughboy: I ain't got no brother. Got no mother, either. She loved that fool more than she loved me.

Sheryl: [running up to the porch] Doughboy! You got some blow? Got some rock?

Doughboy: Yo, get the fuck out my face! Keep them goddamn babies out the street!

Tre Styles: [Sheryl leaves] Did y'all get 'em?

Doughboy: [wipes his eyes and looks at Tre. Tre shakes his head] I'ont even know how I feel about it, neither, man. It just goes on and on, you know. Next thing you know, somebody might try and smoke me. Don't matter, doe. We all gotta go sometime, huh?

Tre Styles: [knocking on Sheryl's door] Sheryl! Come on!

[Sheryl enters]

Tre Styles: Keep your baby off the street. She gonna get hit one of these days.

Sheryl: You got some blow? You got some rock? I'll suck your dick.

Tre Styles: Just keep the baby off the streets! And change her diapers! They almost smell as bad as you.