JoBeth Williams movie quotes

View Quote Run to the light, Carol Anne. Run as fast as you can! Mommy is in the light! Mommy is waiting for you in the light.

View Quote It's like, it's like, there's this tickling, you know, right in here. And it starts to pull you. The tickling pulls you. And all of a sudden, it's like there's no air except that you can breathe. And you're getting pulled along and --

View Quote Reach back into our past when you used to have an open mind, remember that? Now try to use that for the next couple of minutes ...

View Quote Michael: That's my son?
Patricia: [nods her head] His name's Mimi-Siku.
Michael: His name is what?
Patricia: Mimi-Siku.
Michael: Mimi Siku?
Patricia: Roughly translated, it means "cat piss".
Michael: He picked the name "cat piss"?
Patricia: He was six years old at the time. It's a territorial thing.
Michael: You sure he's mine?
Patricia: Positive. He's got your nose, and he thinks he's never wrong.

View Quote Michael: Come on, come on, come on.
Patricia: [Holds a plate of a dark paste to Michael] Hungry?
Michael: I am starving. [takes plate and reacts in extreme disgust] Ohhh.
Patricia: It's yellow-eared bat, a Pinare specialty. It's made from the bladder.
Michael: Oh, bat bladder. [digusted] Holy Kaopectate, I don't think so.
Patricia: [gives bat bladder to villager and briefly speaks Pinare] You might prefer the kara toka.
Michael: Yeah, right.
Patricia: Chicken.
Michael: I would prefer that. Thanks. Ready. Okay, okay. Excuse me. [to Pinare kid throwing rocks] Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Patricia: Michael, I have to talk to you.
Michael: Patricia, let's not, okay?
Patricia: There's something that you don't know.
Michael: Yeah, like why you left me.
Patricia: Because of the fifth phone line.
Michael: What is that supposed to mean?
Patricia: One morning some guy showed up at our apartment to install a fifth phone line. He asked if I was the receptionist. And I realized that I had lost you somehow. So, I packed my things, and I left you alone. I figured you'd be happier that way.
Michael: You thought this would make me happy?
Patricia: How long before you noticed I was gone?
Michael: Why didn't you talk to me?
Patricia: Talk to you? I spent six months telling you I was unhappy.
Michael: It was a crazy time for me. I just started working at L.T.G. I had a straddled position in sugar.
Patricia: [sighs] Michael.
Michael: The price went up, it skyrocketed...
Patricia: Michael!
Michael: ...I'm shorted--
Patricia: Michael!
Michael: What?!
Patricia: It's very hard for me to tell you this, so please listen.
Michael: Well, what choice do I have? I'm stuck here with you and the Village People... till you celebrate Banana-fana-fo-fana.
Attractive woman on computer: Hello, you.
Villagers: Ooh.
Michael: Excuse me. The real world calls. [walks to computer and hums]
Attractive woman on computer: Hello, you. [Michael types on his laptop]
Patricia: What I'm trying to say is that...
Michael: Look, I was right. I was right!
Patricia: ...I wasn't exactly alone when I left you.
Michael: [puts hand in ear to block her voice] 97¼?
Patricia: Michael. Michael.
Michael: I'm with ya. Coffee has gone crazy.
Patricia: I didn't know it at the time, but I was...
Michael: 97¼, 97, 97. Am I greedy? I'm feeling pretty greedy.
Patricia: ...pregnant with your son.
Michael: I'm gonna wait till 97½. 'Cause it's gonna happen. Waitin'. Papa is waitin'. Come to Papa, come to Papa. [Patricia walks away] 97½, 97½. Sold for a tidy $300,000 profit. God, it's good to be good! [to Pinare Man] What'd she say?
Pinare Man: Hello, you.
Michael: [walking after her] Patricia-- ["Confirm transmission!" appears on laptop screen] All right, Patricia. What did I do?
Patricia: I just told you that you had a son, and you didn't even hear me.
Michael: What are you talking about? What son?
Patricia: Your son. [points to Mimi Siku] The boy sitting next to the fire over there is your son.
Michael: [pointing to Mimi Siku] That is my son?
Patricia: I must have started a thousand letters to tell you, but every one of them started with, "I know you never wanted children."
Michael: This is nuts. This is nuts. This is unbelievable.
Patricia: I was confused--
Michael: You know what you just said to me?! This is unforgivable!
Patricia: I'm not asking you to forgive me, but he didn't do anything, so don't blame him.
Michael: That's my son?
Patricia: [nods her head] His name is Mimi Siku.
Michael: His name is what?
Patricia: Mimi Siku.
Michael: Mimi Siku.
Patricia: Roughly translated, it means... "Cat Piss."
Michael: He picked the name "Cat Piss"?
Patricia: He was six years old at the time. It's a territorial thing.
Michael: You sure he's mine?
Patricia: Positive. He's got your nose, and he thinks he's never wrong.
Villagers: Hello, you.
Michael: No, no, no! Get away! No-no-no, don't touch that! Don't touch that! No, don't touch that! Huh? [laptop shuts down due to low battery power] Ohhh. [holds up power cord] You wouldn't happen to have a place where I could stick that, would you?
Pinare man: Hello, you.

View Quote Patricia: [she picks off a beetle crawling on Michael while asleep] Michael. [Michael wakes up, yells in shock, and falls out hammock] You all right?
Michael: Yes. You should put air bags in these things. [covers his face from the blinding sunlight] What do you call this place again? The Surface of the Sun?!
Patricia: Mimi said that you talked to him last night.
Michael: [takes off dirty shirt] I told him that I was his father, and, uh, he said something in Indian, and then he gave a girl a pot.
Patricia: Giving a pot here is like giving flowers. It's a love gift. He's very popular with the girls.
Michael: Maybe he is mine after all.
Patricia: He is yours. Why don't you try again? He's going out on the river. Go with him.
Michael: Maybe I can teach him about commodities. Based on what I learned in the bachelor hut last night, he could make a killing in gas futures.
Patricia: Go.
Michael: Is it the local fruit?

View Quote Karen: No... I know that Richard will always be faithful to me.
Harold: That's nice. You trust.
Karen: [shaking her head] Fear of herpes.

View Quote Sam: So how's your life?
Karen: Oh, great. How's yours?
Sam: Not so great.
Karen: Ohhh, we're telling the truth.

View Quote Karen: I know this is hard but it's all beautiful.
Sarah: Yeah we put on a great funeral here.
Michael: [sarcastically] Yeah, maybe I'll have mine here.
Sarah: We give first priority to people who kill themselves in one of our bathrooms.
[the three stop smiling]
Sarah: That was a terrible thing to say... I don't know why I said that.