Chicken Little Quotes (2005)

Chicken Little Quotes (2005)

Runt of the Litter: Just leave me some ammo, a little water, some chips if you have 'em.

Chicken Little: The sky is falling!

Buck Cluck: [from trailer] Son, there's something I want you to know.

Chicken Little: What, Dad?

Buck Cluck: In about 3 seconds, I'm going to scream like a little girl!

Chicken Little: [to Abby] By the way, I'd like to say I've always found you extremely attractive. [he kisses her]

Abby Mallard: Now THAT'S closure.

Chicken Little: Who are we talking about?

Ace - Hollywood Chicken Little: Are you ready to rock?

Hollywood Runt: Ain't no mountain high enough. Ain't no valley low.

Dog Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, it's just gibberish. Gibberish of an insane person.

Chicken Little: Don't tap the glass, they hate it when you do that.

[after Abby gets hit by a dodgeball] Chicken Little: That does it! We were in a time-out, Foxey. Prepare to hurt, and I don't mean emotionally like I do!

Buck Cluck: The commemorative plates.

Chicken Little: Yeah, yeah.

Buck Cluck: You know, you saw them, right?

Chicken Little: Yeah, I saw them.

Buck Cluck: You can't eat off 'em, but they're there.

Chicken Little: Well, they're not microwave safe.

Abby Mallard: Tough morning?

Chicken Little: I had a run-in with my old nemesis.

Abby Mallard: Gum on the crosswalk?

Chicken Little: He won this round.

Abby Mallard: Your old foe.

Chicken Little: Mmm-hmm.

Abby Mallard: What's that noise?

[the noise is Runt nibbling on an ear of corn]

Runt of the Litter: Sorry. Nervous eater.

Mayor Turkey Lurkey: [to an alien] Oh, we surrender! Here, take the key to the city!

[alien zaps the key]

Mayor Turkey Lurkey: [holds up another key] Key to my car?

[alien zaps key and car at the same time]

Mayor Turkey Lurkey: [holds a box of Tic Tacs] Tic Tac?

[alien zaps Lurkey]

Abby Mallard: [smiling broadly] Runt, should Chicken Little have a good talk with his dad and clear the air...

[winks then frowns]

Abby Mallard: or keep searching for Band-Aid solutions and never deal with the problem?

Runt of the Litter: Pfft! Band-Aid solutions!

Abby Mallard: Runt!

Runt of the Litter: Well, I'm sorry! I'm very bad at reading facial cues.

Abby Mallard: [smiling broadly] Runt, should Chicken Little have a good talk with his dad and clear the air...

[winks then frowns]

Abby Mallard: or keep searching for Band-Aid solutions and never deal with the problem?

Runt of the Litter: Pfft! Band-Aid solutions!

Abby Mallard: Runt!

Runt of the Litter: Well, I'm sorry! I'm very bad at reading facial cues.

Goosey Loosey: It is like War of the Worlds outside.

Buck Cluck: [voice over] Now, where to begin?

[shaft of light and pixie dust]

Buck Cluck: How about "Once upon a time"?

[screen suddenly goes black]

Buck Cluck: How many times have you heard that to begin a story? Let's do something else.


Buck Cluck: I got it. I got it. Here we go. Here's how to open a movie.

[opening to The Lion King]

Buck Cluck: No, I don't think so. It sounds familiar, doesn't it to you?

[a storybook]

Buck Cluck: Oh, no, no, not the book! How many have seen "opening the book" before? Close the book. We're not doing that. Here's what we're gonna do. Why don't I just go back to the day things took a turn for the worst.

Mr. Woolensworth: Abby Mallard.

Foxy Loxy: [fake cough] Ugly Duckling!

[students laugh]

Mr. Woolensworth: Class, I will not tolerate rude behavior at the expense of a fellow...

Abby Mallard: Hey, hey, hey. No worries, Mr. Woolensworth.

Mr. Woolensworth: Yaah! You mustn't sneak up on me, Ugly - er, Abby.

Mr. Woolensworth: Class, turn to page 62 and translate each word in mutton. He.

Students: Baa!

Mr. Woolensworth: She.

Students: Baa!

Mr. Woolensworth: They.

Students: Baa!

Mr. Woolensworth: We.

Students: Baa!

Dog Announcer: This excitement isn't just about the fun of baseball. It's not about the prize. It's about the gloating and rubbing their noses in it. The "Nah-Nah-Nah-Nah-Nah! We beat you!" taunting if you will, that comes with the winning.

Buck Cluck: [while being aimed at with particle disintegrators alongside Chicken Little] Oh, snap...

Buck Cluck: Some teenagers, you know, they get quite a rush from stamp-collecting! You wanna stop? We'll get some stamps...

Chicken Little: No, I don't like stamps.

Mama Runt: Runt, that's enough! Don't make Mommy take away your Streisand collection!

Runt of the Litter: Mom! You leave Barbra out of this!

Runt of the Litter: 'Twas Beauty that killed the Beast.

Buck Cluck: What, what? You have to go to the bathroom?

[Alien kid shakes head]

Buck Cluck: You want juice?

[kid shakes head again]

Buck Cluck: A Snack?

[kid shakes head again]

Buck Cluck: CornDog? On a stick?

[kid starts to lose temper]

Buck Cluck: Want to play some golf? What do you want?

Kirby - Alien Kid: [makes irritated noises]

Buck Cluck: I stink at this...

Dog Announcer: Hold your horses, here! And horses, hold your breath.

Chicken Little: I put on five ounces this year. I've really bulked up.

Ace - Hollywood Chicken Little: [to Hollywood Runt shooting alien spaceships] Give them a taste of the other white meat!

Chicken Little: Modern Mallard says avoiding closure can lead to molting, and I'm already small and on top of that I don't think I can handle being bald!

Mayor Turkey Lurkey: [stops a crowd] Oh, look, a penny.

Buck Cluck: You gotta be ready to listen to your children, even if they have nothing to say.

Dog Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, I'm not gonna sugarcoat it; I've seen road kill with faster reflexes.

Chicken Little: There's... there's... it's a... you have to... D'oh... Doo-wah!

Dog: What did he say?

Mayor Turkey Lurkey: [reading a sign-holding Dog's signs] There's... there's... it's a... you have to... D'oh... Doo-wah!

Chicken Little: A piece of the sky? Shaped like a stop sign? Not again!

Tina - Alien Mom: Seriously, honey, someday it's gonna hit somebody on the head.

Melvin - Alien Dad: Ah, nonsense.

Tina - Alien Mom: Uh-huh. You can't return the panel, can ya?

Melvin - Alien Dad: Now-now that's ridiculous.

Tina - Alien Mom: Uh-huh, you threw away the receipt again.

Melvin - Alien Dad: [using the big voice] Silence!

Tina - Alien Mom: Melvin, did you just try and use the big voice on me?

Melvin - Alien Dad: Umm... mm... umm... Who're we talkin' about?

Alien Cop: Okay, everything's been put back to normal, except for this one over here.

Foxy Loxy: [dressed in a pink dress and curls] Hi, y'all.

Chicken Little: Foxy?

Foxy Loxy: [singing in a girly manner] Lollipop, lollipop / Oh, lolli, lolli, lolli, lollipop...

Alien Cop: She got her brainwaves a little scrambled during reconstitution, but, no worries! We can put her back the way she was.

Runt of the Litter: No! She's perfect.

[joins Foxy]

Runt of the Litter: Lollipop.

[popping sound]

Foxy Loxy, Runt of the Litter: Lollipop.

Alien Cop: Scary.

Mayor Turkey Lurkey: Well, other than the penny, this whole evening was a wash.

Chicken Little: His name is Kirby?

Abby Mallard: They left him behind?

Runt of the Litter: Darth Vader's Luke's father?

Runt of the Litter: Curse these genetically tiny legs!

Buck Cluck: I'll see ya later! Remember, lay low.

Chicken Little: Yeah. Okay. Bye.

Mr. Woolensworth: Morkubine Porcupine?

Morkubine Porcupine: Yo.

Ace - Hollywood Chicken Little: Runt! Are you all right?

Hollywood Runt: No, no. You gotta go on without me, Commander. Just leave me some ammo, a little water, some chips if you have them.

Runt of the Litter: This is amazingly accurate.

Chicken Little: Runt, just do it. It'll work. We'll survive!

[intro to "I Will Survive" plays]

Runt of the Litter: I will survive? Brake, Abby!

Chicken Little: Today is a new day, today is a new day...

Buck Cluck: Oh, yes, I do see the skywriting there. Thank goodness the cloud blocked the last letter.

Abby Mallard: Hey, remember when that icy blue stuff fell from the sky? Everybody thought it was from space and stuff, and it just turned out to be frozen pee from a jet airplane.

Runt of the Litter: Yeah, that's right! It's frozen pee. Yeah, it's frozen pee. Pee, pee, pee, pee, pee...

Chicken Little: Could you stop saying that?

Runt of the Litter: What, pee?

Chicken Little: Pee.

Abby Mallard: How 'bout tinkle?

Runt of the Litter: Piddle?

Abby Mallard: Whiz?

[Fish gurgles]

Runt of the Litter: Wee-wee?

Chicken Little: Okay, subject change.


Runt of the Litter: Make pishee?

Chicken Little: I don't care what it is!

Chicken Little: [to the aliens] So... have you been to the mall?

Foxy Loxy: Go back! Run back! You're never gonna make it!

Dog: Well, at least we can sell the video to "Chickens Gone Wild."

Buck Cluck: I'd like to see the movie they make about you now.

Chicken Little: I just hope they stay true to what really happened?

Buck Cluck: Oh, son. These people are from Hollywood. The one thing they will never do is mess with a good story.

Buck Cluck: What happened?

Chicken Little: Oh uh I fell out of bed.

Buck Cluck: But how did you get over there?

Chicken Little: Where?

Buck Cluck: There!

Chicken Little: Where?

Buck Cluck: There, how did you get over there?

Chicken Little: Who we talking about?

Mr. Woolensworth: Fish Out of Water. [fish blubs, clicks his tongue, and goes back to his seat] Quite.

Mr. Woolensworth: Henny Penny. Ducky Lucky. Fuzzy Wuzzy. Morkubine Porcupine.

Runt of the Litter: Oops, dropped my pencil.

Runt of the Litter: GET THE DUCK OUT!

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