Drew Barrymore movie quotes

View Quote I'm not Josie Grossie anymore!

View Quote Somebody once said, "To write well, you have to write what you know." Well, here is what you know...

View Quote Rob, you're not going to believe it, I made friends with a whole table of rastafari. Not just one, a whole table... You know what's a weird word? Fork. Oh my God, someone ate my entire pie! I don't know how that happened!

View Quote Hello, Mr. Peabody!

View Quote It's a peacock!

View Quote Are those musical instruments?

View Quote Gertie: [about E.T.] Is he dead, mama?
Mary: I think so, sweetheart.
Gertie: Can we wish for him to come back?
Mary: Yeah.
Gertie: I wish.
Mary: I wish, too.

View Quote Gertie: Are they gone, mama.
Mary: Who's gone, honey?
Gertie: The boys?
Mary: What boys?
Gertie: I'm supposed to give this note to you when they're gone.
Mary: Give it to me now, Gertie. [reads the note] Oh, my God.

View Quote Mary: Where's Elliott? I'm asking you a question.
Gertie: Anyways, why would Elliott go to the forest? Why would he do such a thing? [smiles]
Mary: Get in the car. [smiles] Get in the car now.

View Quote Are you trying to tell me that you enjoyed that orgasm set to the "Gandhi" soundtrack?

View Quote Sophie Fisher: [while over-watering the same plant] I mean we're so close. We're just not there yet. We have to stay focused and stay... you know completely understanding of what we're trying to say.
Alex Fletcher: [walks over and takes the plant away from her] Ok, you may now start killing the next one.

View Quote Sophie Fisher: [talking about Alex's solo album] I bought it... the last copy.
Alex Fletcher: Right, well, I insist on paying you back immediately. $9.99 right? Do you have a penny?

View Quote In or out?

View Quote Should I get out and push?

View Quote You can't call a planet 'Bob'!

View Quote Can I have one last first kiss?

View Quote [repeated line] There's nothing like a first kiss..

View Quote Lucy: Wonder what's the matter with him.
Old Hawaiian Man: Looks like a stupid asshole to me.

View Quote [when asked where she's from] I'm from Beverly Hills.

View Quote [El Diablo is closing in on her] Say it, don't SPRAY it!

View Quote [when on top of El Diablo] You owe me a Chasmere SWEATER!

View Quote [reading from Graham Greene's The Destructors] "It was as though this plan had been with him all his life, pondered through the seasons, now in his fifteenth year crystallized with the pain of puberty."

View Quote I don't think that you have a clue what it's like to communicate with these kids. We are losing them to apathy... to this prescribed nonsense. They are slipping away.

View Quote This famous linguist once said that of all the phrases in the English language, of all the endless combinations of words in all of history, that "cellar door" is the most beautiful.

View Quote [phone rings a fourth time]
Casey Becker: Shit. [picks up phone] Yes?
Phone Voice: [in a threatening tone] I told you not to hang up on me.
Casey Becker: What do you want?
Phone Voice: To talk.
Casey Becker: Well...dial someone else, okay? [hangs up]

View Quote [first lines; phone rings]
Casey Becker: [picks up phone] Hello?
Phone Voice: Hello?
Casey Becker: Yes?
Phone Voice: Who is this?
Casey Becker: Um…who are you trying to reach?
Phone Voice: What number is this?
Casey Becker: What number are you trying to reach?
Phone Voice: I don't know.
Casey Becker: Well? I think you have a wrong number.
Phone Voice: Do I?
Casey Becker: It happens. Take it easy. [hangs up, goes to kitchen; phone rings again; Casey picks it up] Hello?
Phone Voice: I'm sorry. I guess I dialed the wrong number.
Casey Becker: So why'd you dial it again?
Phone Voice: To apologize.
Casey Becker: You're forgiven. Bye now.
Phone Voice: Wait! Wait. Don't hang up.
Casey Becker: What?
Phone Voice: I wanna talk to you for a second.
Casey Becker: They've got 900 numbers for that. See ya. [hangs up. Goes to the kitchen, turns on a burner, and prepares to cook up Jiffy Pop popcorn. The phone rings a third time] Ugh. [picks up phone] Hello?
Phone Voice: Why don't you want to talk to me?
Casey Becker: Who is this?
Phone Voice: You tell me your name, I'll tell you mine.
Casey Becker: I don't think so. [shakes the Jiffy Pop]
Phone Voice: What's that noise?
Casey Becker: Popcorn.
Phone Voice: You're making popcorn?
Casey Becker: Uh-huh.
Phone Voice: I only eat popcorn at the movies.
Casey Becker: Well, I'm getting ready to watch a video.
Phone Voice: Really? What?
Casey Becker: Oh, just some scary movie.
Phone Voice: You like scary movies?
Casey Becker: Uh-huh.
Phone Voice: What's your favorite scary movie?
Casey Becker Uh, I don't know.
Phone Voice: You have to have a favorite. What comes to mind?
Casey Becker: Um, Halloween. [pulls out knife] You know, the one with the guy in the white mask who walks around and stalks baby-sitters. [puts back knife]
Phone Voice: Yeah.
Casey Becker: What's yours?
Phone Voice: Guess.
Casey Becker: Um, Nightmare on Elm Street. [picks up VHS tapes]
Phone Voice: Is that the one where the guy had knives for fingers?
Casey Becker: Yeah, Freddy Krueger.
Phone Voice: Freddy, that's right. I liked that movie. It was scary.
Casey Becker: [locks door] Well, the first one was, but the rest sucked. [goes to living room]
Phone Voice: So, you got a boyfriend?
Casey Becker: Why? You wanna ask me out on a date?
Phone Voice: Maybe. Do you have a boyfriend?
Casey Becker: No.
Phone Voice: You never told me your name.
Casey Becker: Why do you want to know my name?
Phone Voice: 'Cause I want to know who I'm looking at.
Casey Becker: [eyes widen in horror] What did you say?
Phone Voice: I want to know who I'm talking to.
Casey Becker: That's not what you said.
Phone Voice: What do you think I said? [Casey checks outside] What? Hello?
Casey Becker: Look, I gotta go.
Phone Voice: Wait! I thought we were gonna go out.
Casey Becker: Uh, nah, I don't think so. [locks door]
Phone Voice: Don't hang up on me! [Casey hangs up]

View Quote [doorbell rings twice]
Casey Becker: Aah! Who's there?! Who's there? I'm calling the police! [phone rings; Casey jumps with horror, picks it up]
Phone Voice: You should never say "Who's there?". Don't you watch scary movies? It's a death wish! You might as well just come out here to investigate a strange noise or something.
Casey Becker: [sobbing] Look, you've had your fun now, so I think you better just leave or else...
Phone Voice: Or else what?
Casey Becker: [sobbing] Or else my boyfriend will be here any minute, and he'll be pissed when he finds out.
Phone Voice: I thought you didn't have a boyfriend.
Casey Becker: I lied! I do have a boyfriend and he'll be here any second, so your ass better be gone.
Phone Voice: [sarcastically] Sure.
Casey Becker: I swear! [angrily] He's big and he plays football, and he'll kick the shit out of you!
Phone Voice: [false terror] I'm getting scared! Shakin' in my boots.
Casey Becker: [terrified sobbing] So you better just leave...
Phone Voice: His name wouldn't be Steve, would it?
Casey Becker: [eyes widen in shock] How do you know his name?
Phone Voice: Turn on the patio lights...again.
Casey Becker: [turns on patio light, scared; looks outside, sees Steve tied in a chair, his mouth taped] Oh, God! [unlocks and opens door]
Phone Voice: I wouldn't do that if I were you!
Casey Becker: [closes and locks door in fear] [scared crying] Where are you? Where are you?
Phone Voice: Guess.
Casey Becker: [sobbing] Please don't hurt him.
Phone Voice: That all depends on you.
Casey Becker: [sobbing] Why are you doing this?
Phone Voice: I wanna play a game.
Casey Becker: [crying] No.
Phone Voice: Then he dies right now!
Casey Becker: [screaming and crying] No!! No!
Phone Voice: Which is it? [serious tone] Which is it?
Casey Becker: [crying] Well...what kind of a game?
Phone Voice: Turn off the light. You'll see what kind of game. Just do it!  [Casey walks to light switch]
Steve Orth: [muffled] No, Casey! No! No! [Casey switch lights off] No! Casey!!
Phone Voice: Here's how we play: I ask a question. If you get it right, Steve lives.
Casey Becker [unplugs television] [sobbing] Please don't do this.
Phone Voice: Come on, it'll be fun.
Casey Becker: [sobbing] Please.
Phone Voice: It's an easy category.
Casey Becker: [sobbing] Please.
Phone Voice: Movie trivia. I'll even give you a warm-up question.
Casey Becker: [sobbing] Don't do this. I can't.
Phone Voice: Name the killer in Halloween.
Casey Becker: [sobbing] No.
Phone Voice: Come on, it's your favorite scary movie, remember? He had a white mask. He stalked the baby-sitters.
Casey Becker: [sobbing] I don't know.
Phone Voice: Come on. Yes, you do.
Casey Becker: [sobbing] No, please.
Phone Voice: What's his name?
Casey Becker: [sobbing] I-I can't think.
Phone Voice: Steve's counting on you.
Casey Becker: [stops sobbing] Michael-- Michael Myers.
Phone Voice: Yes! Very good! Now for the real question.
Casey Becker: No!
Phone Voice: But you're doing so well. We can't stop now.
Casey Becker: Please stop! Leave us alone!
Phone Voice: Then answer the question. Same category.
Casey Becker: Oh, please stop.
Phone Voice: Name the killer in Friday the 13th.
Casey Becker: Jason! Jason! Jason!
Phone Voice: I'm sorry. That's the wrong answer!
Casey Becker: No, it's not! No, it's not. It was Jason.
Phone Voice: Afraid not. No way.
Casey Becker: Listen, it was Jason! I saw that movie twenty Goddamn times!
Phone Voice: Then you should know Jason's mother, Mrs. Voorhees, was the original killer! Jason didn't show up until the sequel. I'm afraid that was a wrong answer.
Casey Becker: [sobbing] You tricked me.
Phone Voice: Lucky for you, there's a bonus round. But poor Steve, I'm afraid, he's out!

View Quote Charlie: Mission accomplished?
Dylan: I think the client was... blown away. (The Angels crack up)

View Quote Dylan: Another movie from a TV show.
Pasqual: What are you going to do?
Dylan: Walk out.

View Quote Pasqual: I hear birds can't fly this high.
Dylan: I hear only angels can.

View Quote Alex: Check it out. Brown shorts, red board, 11:00. What do you think?
Dylan: Yummy!
Alex: That's what I thought. Case closed. Nat, move in. Dylan think's he's hot.
Dylan: What do you mean?
Alex: You always fall for the bad guy.
Dylan: Well then, this guy must be really evil.

View Quote Man in bar: What is an angel doing so far from heaven?
Dylan: I'm no angel.

View Quote Max: Okay, wait. Helen Zaas?
Dylan: Yeah.
Max: That's your name?
Dylan: Yeah.
Max: Helen Zaas. So where does that name come from originally, is that ass-tralian?
Dylan: Yeah.
Natalie: Oh, my God, you must have been the butt of every joke.
Alex: Did you drive an Ass-ton Martin?
Natalie: Alex, we're being ass-inine.
Dylan: Yes, yes you are.
Alex: Don't worry, Dylan. We're still going to be your best butties.

View Quote [In front of mirror while testing her wedding dress] Hi. Nice to meet you. I'm Mrs. Glenn Gulia. ... Hello. It's nice to meet you. I'm Julia Gulia. [remembers something Robbie said; pause] It's nice to meet you. [cries] I'm Mrs. Julia Gulia. [begins to smile as she imagines Robbie being her husband] I'm pleased to meet you. I'm Mrs. Robbie Hart. Robbie and I are so pleased you could come to our wedding.

View Quote Guest Homaker:You Are The Worst Wedding Singer In The World Buddy ==Dialogue==Robbie:Sir One More Outburst And I Will Strangle You With My Microphone Wire You Understand Me Father of the Bride: Hey, buddy, I'm not paying you to share your thoughts on life. I'm paying you to sing.
Robbie: Well, I have a microphone and you don't, SO YOU WILL LISTEN TO EVERY DAMN WORD I HAVE TO SAY!!
Robbie: Hey, I kissed her, but it didn't mean anything. I just brought her the jacket.
Glenn: Kissed who?
Holly: Oh me.
Glenn: Who hasn't?
David "Dave" Veltri: [drunk] My brother Harold asked me to be the Best Man at his wedding. I was like [chuckles] of course, man. 'Cause you've always been there for me, when I was in rehab, and the time I couldn't find my car. It's Harold ya know, he's always been the dependable one. I've always been the screwed up one, right dad? [chuckles] Why can't you be more like your brother? Harold would never beat up his landlord! [laughing]
Groomsman: [whispering to other Groomsman] He's drunk as shit.
Dave: [laughs then coughs a little] But, uh newsflash pop, Harold ain't so perfect. [to Harold] Remember that time in Puerto Rico we picked up those two uh...I guess they were prostitutes, but I don't remember payin'. Okay, how 'bout that!
Robbie: [comes up on stage and grabs mike from Dave] Yeah, terrific.
Dave: I'm a person too Pop, goddammit! I'm a person too!
Mr.Veltri: You're a moron!
Robbie: The Best Man, everybody.
Dave: The best man, the better man! [bangs cymbal] Aooooooow!
Robbie: Uh, hey. We've all done crazy things in our life, so... [Robbie is interrupted when Dave picks up Robbie's guitar and starts strumming it.] He's playing the guitar now, isn't that great? You're doin' good.
Dave: Yeah, sounds good? That's cause I'm the best guitar player in the wooorld! Yeaah! Self taught, no lessons. Thank you very much, Pop! [drunkenly stumbles offstage] They'll be divorced in a year! [crowd gasps]
Robbie: Thank you.
Jimmie Moore: No, thank you!
Robbie: For what?
Jimmie: For quitting... or, should I thank Linda? [nudges him] My business has tripled.
Julia: Well, you've just inspired me to hire a DJ. So thank you.
Jimmie: Well, good luck trying to find a DJ who can move and shake like THIS. [wriggles back and foth like a snake slithering]
[Glenn catches on to Robbie's babbling about Julia's jacket]
Glenn: Uh oh...You like her.
Robbie: No, I don't!
Rosie: Are you nervous?
Robbie: I'm actually not that nervous. I've been around lots of weddings before, so I figure it won't be very different.
Rosie: I didn't mean about the wedding. I meant about the wedding night. Will this be your first time with intercourse?
Robbie: Uh...
Rosie: Well, don't be ashamed. You know, when I got married, I wasn't a virgin. I'd already had intercourse with eight men.
Robbie: Now, that's something I didn't wanna know about.
Rosie: That was a lot back then; it'd be like 200 today!
Glenn's Buddy: Robbie Hart? Oh man, I heard what happened to you at your wedding, that was so cold! You must've felt like shit!
Robbie: No, it felt real good, thanks for bringing it up, man. Hey, my parents died when I was ten, would you like to talk about that?
Glenn's Buddy: No, why would I wanna talk about that?
Robbie: I don't know.
[Robbie is at a bank for an interview]
Mr. Simms: Do you have any experience?
Robbie: No sir, I have no experience, but I'm a big fan of money. I like it, I use it, I have a little. I keep it in a jar on top of my refrigerator. I'd like to put more in that jar. That's where you come in.
Kate: [ready to leave for a date] Come on Andy! Move your ass!
Andy: Hang on, hun! I'm watching Dallas! I think J.R. might be dead or something - they shot him!
Petey: Hey Linda, you're a bitch!
Robbie: Thanks Petey, go back into the house. He might have Tourette Syndrome. We're looking into it.
Holly: How was your bottle of rum last night?
Julia: Did I vomit on you?
Holly: A little on my shoe, but luckily I was wearing your shoes.
Julia: Good.
[Robbie is talking to flight attendant]
Robbie: I can't drink. You see, I'm in love with this girl. She's gone off to marry some idiot in Las Vegas and I'm going there to stop him.
Female Passenger: [overhears] That's the sweetest thing I have ever heard! Where are they getting married?
Robbie: That's the problem, I don't know where. I have to go around every chapel, so you know, you do what you got to do.
Holly: [tosses a Rubik's Cube across the room] No one will ever solve that!
[Billy Idol is blocking Glenn from interfering in Robbie's declaration of love to Julia with a airplane food trolley]
Billy Idol: How you doin', sir - chicken or fish?
Glenn: You better get out of my way, Billy. You're gonna get hurt!
Billy Idol: Oh yeah?
[A huge biker wearing a Billy Idol T-shirt gets out of his seat and interjects himself between Billy and Glenn]
Biker: Don't you talk to Billy Idol that way!

View Quote Julia: May I ask what happened with Linda?
Robbie: She wasn't the right one, I guess.
Julia: Did you have any idea she wasn't the right one when you were together?
Robbie: I should have. Uh, I remember we went to the Grand Canyon one time. We were flying there and I'd never been there before and Linda had, so you would think that she would give me the window seat but she didn't and... not that that's a big deal, you know. It's just there were a lot of little things like that. I know that sounds stupid...
Julia: Not at all. I think it's the little things that count.

View Quote What if you meet the love of your life, but you already married somebody else, are you supposed to let them pass you by?

View Quote I had this guy leave me a voice mail at work so I called him at home and then he e-mailed me to my Blackberry and so I texted to his cell and then he e-mailed me to my home account and the whole thing just got out of control. And I miss the days when you had one phone number and one answering machine and that one answering machine has one cassette tape and that one cassette tape either had a message from a guy or it didn't. And now you just have to go around checking all these different portals just to get rejected by seven different technologies. It's exhausting.