Fantastic Mr. Fox (2009)

Wallace Wolodarsky: Kylie

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Quotes 

• Mr. Fox : [sighs]  Who am I, Kylie?

  Kylie : Who how? What now?

  Mr. Fox : Why a fox? Why not a horse, or a beetle, or a bald eagle? I'm saying this more as, like, existentialism, you know? Who am I? And how can a fox ever be happy without, you'll forgive the expression, a chicken in its teeth?

  Kylie : I don't know what you're talking about, but it sounds illegal.

• Ash : What's that white stuff around his mouth?

  Kylie : I think he eats soap.

  Mr. Fox : That's not soap.

  Kylie : Wha- why does he have that...

  Mr. Fox : He's rabid. With rabies.

• Mrs. Fox : [sees her husband, Kris and Kylie sneaking through the kitchen]  Another book party?

  Mr. Fox : [surprised]  Oh! I didn't see you sitting in the dark over there.

  [grins sheepishly] 

  Mr. Fox : Yeah! No actually, there's a fire. I just got the call; they said maybe it's arson. I've got to interview the marshal and see if it's...

  Mrs. Fox : [turns on the light]  Kylie, is he telling the truth?

  Kylie : I... I don't want to be put into the middle of this!

  Mr. Fox : Thanks, Kylie.

  Mrs. Fox : Why is he wearing that bandit hat?

  [points at Kris, wearing a bandit hat] 

  Mr. Fox : His ears were cold. He's not with us.

  [to Kris] 

  Mr. Fox : Go back to bed.

  [Kris leaves and closes the door] 

  Mrs. Fox : If what I think is happening, IS happening... it better not be.

• Mr. Fox : A Titanium Card?

  [whistles] 

  Mr. Fox : How did you qualify for this?

  Kylie : I pay my bills on time. I've always had good credits

• Mr. Fox : In a way, I'm almost glad that flood interrupted us because I don't like the toast I was giving. I'm gonna start over.

  Mr. Fox : When I look down this table, with the exquisite feast set before us, I see: two terrific lawyers, a skilled pediatrician, a wonderful chef, a savvy real estate agent, an excellent tailor, a crack accountant, a gifted musician, pretty good minnow fisherman, and possibly the best landscape painter working on the scene today. Maybe a few of you might even read my column from time to time, Who knows? I tend to doubt it.

  Mr. Fox : When I look down this table, with the exquisite feast set before us, I see: two terrific lawyers, a skilled pediatrician, a wonderful chef, a savvy real estate agent, an excellent tailor, a crack accountant, a gifted musician, pretty good minnow fisherman, and possibly the best landscape painter working on the scene today. Maybe a few of you might even read my column from time to time, Who knows? I tend to doubt it.

  [pause] 

  Mr. Fox : I also see a room full of wild animals. Wild animals, with true natures and pure talents. Wild animals with scientific-sounding Latin names that mean something about our DNA. Wild animals each with his own strengths and weaknesses due to his or her species.

  Mr. Fox : Anyway, I think it may very well be all the beautiful differences among us that might just give us the tiniest glimmer of a chance of saving my nephew, and letting me make it up to you for getting us into this, this crazy... whatever it is. I don't know. It's just a thought. Thank you for listening. Cheers, everyone.

  [mimics draining an imaginary glass and smashing it to the floor] 

  Kylie : Let's eat!

  [everyone stares at Kylie] 

  Kylie : What? I was just playin' along with the bit he was doing...

• Kylie : Apple juice... apple juice flood...

• Ash : [Mr. Fox has just lost his tail in the shooting]  It'll grow back, won't it?

  Kylie : Tails don't grow back.

  Ash : Tails don't grow back?

  Kylie : Uh-uh. 'Cept for lizards.

  Mr. Fox : Tails don't grow back. I'm gonna be tail-less for the rest of my life.

  Ash : Well, anyway, it's not half as bad as double pneumonia, right? I mean his dad's got one foot in the grave and three feet on a banana peel. That's a lot worse than just a...

  Kristofferson : [ricochets an acorn around the room, which lands in the teacup he is holding]  Excuse me, everyone. I'm gonna go meditate for half an hour.

  [exits quickly] 

  Mrs. Fox : [to Ash]  You have got twenty-nine minutes to come up with a proper apology.

  Ash : Me? ME have an apology? He gets a bandit hat? He just got here, and he gets a bandit hat? Where's MY bandit hat? Why didn't I get shot at? It's because, you... you... you think I'm no good at anything! Well, maybe you're right, thanks.

  [stomps away angrily and slams door upon exit] 

  Kylie : [to Mr. Fox]  Told ya not to bring him.

• Kylie : Hey, I didn't get a job yet, or a Latin name. What's my strength?

  Mr. Fox : Listen, you're Kylie. You're an unbelievably nice guy. Your job is really, just to... be available, I think. I don't know your Latin name. I doubt they even had opossums in Ancient Rome.

• Badger : [opens letter from Boggis,Bunce and Bean]  Why did they write this in letters cut out of magazines?

  Kylie : To protect their identities. Oh, right, but then why did they sign their names? Plus, we already know who they are, because they're trying to kill us.

• Mr. Fox : I spotted a couple of broken burglar bars underneath the back door to Bean's secret cider cellar.

  Kylie : We're breaking into Bean's *house*?

  Mr. Fox : Cellar.

  Kylie : Where he *lives*?

  Mr. Fox : Where he keeps the cider.

  Ash : [appears behind them]  *Below* where he lives.

  Mr. Fox : [takes]  Where'd you come from? Why don't you go back to the tree and do your homework?

  Ash : I want to help you steal some cider.

  Mr. Fox : *We're* going to a *book* party, and keep your mouth shut about any cider, because no one ever said that! Now get out of here!

  Ash : But, ah...

  Mr. Fox : But nothing! You're gonna get me in a lot of trouble! Besides, you're too little and uncoordinated.

  [Ash frowns, twitches, and spits] 

  Mr. Fox : One, two, three!

  [Mr. Fox points in the direction of the tree. Ash stomps off, growling] 

• Mr. Fox : Wake up, everybody, they're digging us out!

  Mrs. Fox : They'll kill the children!

  Mr. Fox : Over my dead body they will!

  Mrs. Fox : That's what I'm saying, you'd be dead too in that scenario!

  Mr. Fox : Well, I'm arguing against that!

  Mrs. Fox : What are you talking about?

  Mr. Fox : WHY ARE YOU YELLING AT ME?

  Kylie : STOP, STOP, STOP! You say one thing, she says another, and it all changes back again!

• Kylie : You're paranoid, Foxy.