Teeny Weeny Quotes in The NeverEnding Story (1984)

Rock Biter: We can't wait for a snail. Can I carry you?

Teeny Weeny: Don't worry, it's a racing snail!

Rock Biter: Oh but, but, we can't even wait for a racing snail.

Teeny Weeny: Tally ho!

Rock Biter: Hey, it really is a racing snail!

Night Hob: Nobody gives a hoot about me and my stupid bat.

Rock Biter: A delicious-looking limestone rock. Mmm! Mmm! Nice bouquet. Must be a real vintage year.

Night Hob: [laughs nervously] Yes, you're right. Those delicious rocks are the reason we camped here, all right.

Night Hob: [to Teeny Weeny] Is he a nutcase?

Teeny Weeny: No, he's a Rock Biter.

Night Hob: A Rock Biter... A Rock Biter!