Peter Sohn movie quotes
26 quotes from 5 movies
Lightyear (2022) as Sox
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I was issued by Star Command to ease your emotional transition after your time away.
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[after shooting Zurg with a tranquilizer dart, knocking him out unconscious] I bought you 5 minutes.
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That was utterly terrifying and I regret having joined you.
Monsters University (2013) as Squishy
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Squishy: Mom, go!
Sherri: Seatbelts!
[Everyone buckles their seatbelts]
Squishy: Okay, go!
Sherri: Does anyone want gum?
Squishy: [yelling] JUST DRIVE!
Sherri: Seatbelts!
[Everyone buckles their seatbelts]
Squishy: Okay, go!
Sherri: Does anyone want gum?
Squishy: [yelling] JUST DRIVE!
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Squishy: [takes a picture of Mike and Sulley] First morning in the house!
Art: That’s going in the album!
Art: That’s going in the album!
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Sulley: So... you guys are scaring majors?
Don Carlton: [chuckling] We were, but none of us lasted very long. I guess we just weren't what old Hardscrabble was looking for. Don Carlton, mature student. 30 years in a textile industry, and then ol' dandy Don got downsized. Figured I could throw myself a pity party or go back to school and learn the computers.
Terry: Hello! I'm Terry with a 'Y'.
Terri: And I'm Terri with an 'I'. I'm a dance major!
Terry: And I'm not.
Terri: 5, 6, 7, 8... [starts to dance while his brother rolls his eyes] 7, 8, turn! And tu... Why didn't you turn?
Terry: Because we never agreed to do this.
Terri: You said this was gonna be cool.
Terry: No one said this was gonna be cool.
Terri: Now I'm embarrassed.
Terry: Now you're embarrassed?
Terri: Yes, because it's in front of people!
Terry: You should wake up embarrassed.
Art: [rolls down the stairs] Hey, hey! I'm Art! New Age Philosophy Major. Excited to live with you, and laugh with you... [changes his mood] And cry with you. I thought you'd like to keep a dream journal!
Squishy: Guess that leaves me. [Sulley suddenly screams once seeing him] My name's Scott Squibbles. My friends call me Squishy. I'm undeclared, unattached and... unwelcomed pretty much everywhere but here.
Mike: Well now that we've all been introduced. As captain of our team...
Sulley: [cuts him off again] So basically you guys have no scaring experience?
Squishy: [laughing] Not a lot, but now we've got you!
Don: You're about the scariest fellow I've ever seen. Even with them pink polka dots.
Sulley: Aww, thanks.
Mike: Well, actually, I think I bring the whole package.
Squishy: [grabs one of Sulley's hands] Your hands are as big as my face!
Terri: [referring to Sulley] He's like a mountain... with fur!
Sulley: Oh, come on. I don't even work out.
Art: Yeah, me neither. I don't wanna get too big. [sniffs]
Don Carlton: [chuckling] We were, but none of us lasted very long. I guess we just weren't what old Hardscrabble was looking for. Don Carlton, mature student. 30 years in a textile industry, and then ol' dandy Don got downsized. Figured I could throw myself a pity party or go back to school and learn the computers.
Terry: Hello! I'm Terry with a 'Y'.
Terri: And I'm Terri with an 'I'. I'm a dance major!
Terry: And I'm not.
Terri: 5, 6, 7, 8... [starts to dance while his brother rolls his eyes] 7, 8, turn! And tu... Why didn't you turn?
Terry: Because we never agreed to do this.
Terri: You said this was gonna be cool.
Terry: No one said this was gonna be cool.
Terri: Now I'm embarrassed.
Terry: Now you're embarrassed?
Terri: Yes, because it's in front of people!
Terry: You should wake up embarrassed.
Art: [rolls down the stairs] Hey, hey! I'm Art! New Age Philosophy Major. Excited to live with you, and laugh with you... [changes his mood] And cry with you. I thought you'd like to keep a dream journal!
Squishy: Guess that leaves me. [Sulley suddenly screams once seeing him] My name's Scott Squibbles. My friends call me Squishy. I'm undeclared, unattached and... unwelcomed pretty much everywhere but here.
Mike: Well now that we've all been introduced. As captain of our team...
Sulley: [cuts him off again] So basically you guys have no scaring experience?
Squishy: [laughing] Not a lot, but now we've got you!
Don: You're about the scariest fellow I've ever seen. Even with them pink polka dots.
Sulley: Aww, thanks.
Mike: Well, actually, I think I bring the whole package.
Squishy: [grabs one of Sulley's hands] Your hands are as big as my face!
Terri: [referring to Sulley] He's like a mountain... with fur!
Sulley: Oh, come on. I don't even work out.
Art: Yeah, me neither. I don't wanna get too big. [sniffs]
Ratatouille (2007) as Emile
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I don' really know.
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Hey there, li'l brother!
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[Meanwhile in the kitchen]
Horst: [to Linguini] It's your recipe! How can you not know your own RECIPE?!
Linguini: I didn't write it down, it just came to me!
Horst: Well, make it come to you again, ja? BECAUSE WE CAN'T SERVE THIS!!
Mustafa: Where's my order?!
Linguini: Can't we serve them something else?! Something I didn't invent?
Larousse: This is what they're ordering!
Linguini: Make them order something else! Tell him we're all out!
Pompidou: We cannot be all out. We just opened.
Larousse: I have another idea. What if we serve them what they order?!
Colette: We will make it! Just tell us what you did!
Linguini: I don't know what I did!
Horst: We need to tell the customers something!
Linguini: Then tell them... tell them... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! [flees the kitchen and runs back into the office]
LaRousse: [puzzled] Eh?
[Remy is about to re-enter the kitchen]
Django: [trying to stop his son] Remy!
Emile: Don't do it!
Django: Remy! Don't! Stop!
Emile: They'll see you! STOP!
Horst: We are not talking about me! We are talking about what to do right now!
[Remy enters, and everyone sees him]
Colette: [gasps] RAAAAAT!!! Kill it!
Chefs: RAAAAAT!!!
Django: Remy!
Horst: Get my knife!
[Linguini sees and gasps in his office]
Linguini: [jumps in front of the chefs] DON'T TOUCH HIM!!! [whispers to Remy] Thank you for coming back, Little Chef. [to the chefs] I know this sounds insane, but... well, folks, the truth sounds insane sometimes, but that doesn't mean it's not. Uh, the truth. And the truth is, I have no talent at all, but this rat, he's the one behind these recipes, he's the cook! The real cook. He's been hiding under my toque. He's been controlling my actions. He's the reason I can cook the food that's exciting everyone. The reason Ego is outside that door. I know it's hard to believe, but, hey, you believed I could cook, right? Look. [showing the chefs how Remy pulls a couple of his hair locks to control his arms] This works. It's crazy, but it works. We can be the greatest restaurant in Paris and this rat, this brilliant Little Chef, can lead us there. What do you say? You with me?
[Horst steps up, but takes off his apron, and leaves in disappointment. Both Emile and Django hide as the rest of the chefs leave. Colette is the last to leave. She raises her hand, about to slap Linguini, but she doesn't and instead sighs in disappointment. She climbs on her motorcycle and rides off. Both Linguini and Remy are sad. Linguini looks through the window, and sees Anton Ego, who gives him a glare. Linguini sadly walks back into his office, leaving Remy behind. Meanwhile, Colette rides in the streets in sadness. She stops and notices the cookbook in the window entitled "Anyone can cook".]
Horst: [to Linguini] It's your recipe! How can you not know your own RECIPE?!
Linguini: I didn't write it down, it just came to me!
Horst: Well, make it come to you again, ja? BECAUSE WE CAN'T SERVE THIS!!
Mustafa: Where's my order?!
Linguini: Can't we serve them something else?! Something I didn't invent?
Larousse: This is what they're ordering!
Linguini: Make them order something else! Tell him we're all out!
Pompidou: We cannot be all out. We just opened.
Larousse: I have another idea. What if we serve them what they order?!
Colette: We will make it! Just tell us what you did!
Linguini: I don't know what I did!
Horst: We need to tell the customers something!
Linguini: Then tell them... tell them... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! [flees the kitchen and runs back into the office]
LaRousse: [puzzled] Eh?
[Remy is about to re-enter the kitchen]
Django: [trying to stop his son] Remy!
Emile: Don't do it!
Django: Remy! Don't! Stop!
Emile: They'll see you! STOP!
Horst: We are not talking about me! We are talking about what to do right now!
[Remy enters, and everyone sees him]
Colette: [gasps] RAAAAAT!!! Kill it!
Chefs: RAAAAAT!!!
Django: Remy!
Horst: Get my knife!
[Linguini sees and gasps in his office]
Linguini: [jumps in front of the chefs] DON'T TOUCH HIM!!! [whispers to Remy] Thank you for coming back, Little Chef. [to the chefs] I know this sounds insane, but... well, folks, the truth sounds insane sometimes, but that doesn't mean it's not. Uh, the truth. And the truth is, I have no talent at all, but this rat, he's the one behind these recipes, he's the cook! The real cook. He's been hiding under my toque. He's been controlling my actions. He's the reason I can cook the food that's exciting everyone. The reason Ego is outside that door. I know it's hard to believe, but, hey, you believed I could cook, right? Look. [showing the chefs how Remy pulls a couple of his hair locks to control his arms] This works. It's crazy, but it works. We can be the greatest restaurant in Paris and this rat, this brilliant Little Chef, can lead us there. What do you say? You with me?
[Horst steps up, but takes off his apron, and leaves in disappointment. Both Emile and Django hide as the rest of the chefs leave. Colette is the last to leave. She raises her hand, about to slap Linguini, but she doesn't and instead sighs in disappointment. She climbs on her motorcycle and rides off. Both Linguini and Remy are sad. Linguini looks through the window, and sees Anton Ego, who gives him a glare. Linguini sadly walks back into his office, leaving Remy behind. Meanwhile, Colette rides in the streets in sadness. She stops and notices the cookbook in the window entitled "Anyone can cook".]
The Good Dinosaur (2015) as Forrest Woodbush
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[about Spot] He can protect me, like my friends. [describing his pets] This is Fury. He protects me from the creatures that crawl in the night. This is Destructor. She protects me from mosquitoes. This is Dreamcrusher. He protects me from having unrealistic goals. And this is Debbie. [silence; Debbie the bird tweets at Forrest] Yes, we need him.
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On your path to Clawtooth Mountain, that creature will keep you safe. Don't ever lose him.
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Forrest Woodbush: That creature protected you. Why?
Arlo: I don't know. I'm going home. Do you know how far Clawtooth Mountain is?
Forrest Woodbush: Good idea. We want him.
Arlo: Why?
Forrest Woodbush: Because it's terrifying out here. He can protect me, like my friends. [describing his pets] This is Fury. He protects me from the creatures that crawl in the night. This is Destructor. She protects me from mosquitoes. This is Dreamcrusher. He protects me from having unrealistic goals. And this is Debbie. [silence; Debbie tweets at Forrest] Yes, we need him. What is his name?
Arlo: A name? I don't know.
Forrest Woodbush: Hmm, then I will meditate on this... [hums for a moment] I name him, I keep him! [hums again] Killer! [Spot ignores him; hums again] Beast! [hums again] Murderer! [hums again]
Arlo: Uh, Grubby!
Forrest Woodbush: Funeral-Planner?
Arlo: Cootie!
Forrest Woodbush: Hemorrhoid!
Arlo: Squirt!
Forrest Woodbush: Frank!
Arlo: Stinky!
Forrest Woodbush: Maniac!
Arlo: Flunky!
Forrest Woodbush: Violet.
Arlo: Spike!
Forrest Woodbush: Lunatic!
Arlo: Spot! [Spot looks up; happily] Spot! Come here, Spot, come here! [Spot comes to sit beside him]
Forrest Woodbush: He is named. You clearly are connected. Good for you. On your path to Clawtooth Mountain, that creature will keep you safe. Don't ever lose him.
Arlo: I don't know. I'm going home. Do you know how far Clawtooth Mountain is?
Forrest Woodbush: Good idea. We want him.
Arlo: Why?
Forrest Woodbush: Because it's terrifying out here. He can protect me, like my friends. [describing his pets] This is Fury. He protects me from the creatures that crawl in the night. This is Destructor. She protects me from mosquitoes. This is Dreamcrusher. He protects me from having unrealistic goals. And this is Debbie. [silence; Debbie tweets at Forrest] Yes, we need him. What is his name?
Arlo: A name? I don't know.
Forrest Woodbush: Hmm, then I will meditate on this... [hums for a moment] I name him, I keep him! [hums again] Killer! [Spot ignores him; hums again] Beast! [hums again] Murderer! [hums again]
Arlo: Uh, Grubby!
Forrest Woodbush: Funeral-Planner?
Arlo: Cootie!
Forrest Woodbush: Hemorrhoid!
Arlo: Squirt!
Forrest Woodbush: Frank!
Arlo: Stinky!
Forrest Woodbush: Maniac!
Arlo: Flunky!
Forrest Woodbush: Violet.
Arlo: Spike!
Forrest Woodbush: Lunatic!
Arlo: Spot! [Spot looks up; happily] Spot! Come here, Spot, come here! [Spot comes to sit beside him]
Forrest Woodbush: He is named. You clearly are connected. Good for you. On your path to Clawtooth Mountain, that creature will keep you safe. Don't ever lose him.
Small Fry (2011) as Recycle Ben
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My name is Recycle Ben, and I got recycled!
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