All I know is what I see. Tug comes in with the bag, just doin' his job, collectin' stuff, and you barge in here accusacating and making demandments.
Babe the Pig
E. G. Daily · 7 quotes
Bob
Steven Wright · 5 quotes
Zootie the Chimpanzee
Glenne Headly · 4 quotes
Flealick
Adam Goldberg · 3 quotes
Narrator
Roscoe Lee Browne · 3 quotes
Ferdinand the Duck
Danny Mann · 2 quotes
Most scenes together: Zootie the Chimpanzee & Bob (2), Bob & Flealick (2)
Babe: Pig in the City quotes
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Farmer Hoggett [repeated line]
That'll do, pig. That'll do.
Well, hey, slow down. If you're not a cat, stay and chat.
Mrs. Hoggett [Calling various hotels]
So, you don't take pets? But he's just a little pig. Well, it's more of a dog, really. But he's practically human!
The Pitbull
[during jelly bean distribution to the hungry animals]
Thank the pig.
Thelonius This lowly, handless, deeply unattractive mudlover is a pig.
[Babe is asleep under a bed; his belly rumbles as he groans]
By nightfall, all of Babe's concerns, all the troubled voices in his head were drowned out by a long insistent moan.
Deep, Gravelly Voice
Food.
The fact is, Babe's belly was making such a fuss, he began to believe it was talking to him.
Deep, Gravelly Voice
Food!
[Babe wakes up]
Anybody got any food? Anybody? Hey, dogs, you got any edibles? Any nibbley-dibbleys?
Eh, we got a carpet here with some nice spaghetti stains.
Nigel But we can't keep licking the carpet, can we, Alan?
Alan No, Nigel.
[in a dark alley, just past a "Beware: Savage Dogs" sign]
Hello? Anybody home? [dogs growling from the shadows] Anybody else?
The Doberman
[hiding in the shadows]
You must have a really thin grasp on reality... [comes out into the light] ...unless, of course, you're suicidal...
The Doberman
I warned you.
[a Bull Terrier comes out of he shadows in attempts to attack Babe, as does the Doberman]
Open up, please. Open this door.
You got a problem, sweetie?
Um... uh...
Who is it, honey?
It's, uh... kind of a baldy, pinky, whitey thingy.
You're very kind, but...
The Pitbull
No, no, I'm anything but kind. In fact, I have a professional obligation to be malicious.
Then you should change jobs.
Hey, dogs, you got any edibles? Any nibbley-dibbleys?
Eh, we got a carpet here with some nice spaghetti stains.
Nigel But we can't keep licking the carpet, can we, Alan?
Alan No, Nigel.
Snoop
I'm a sniffer, ya see. A fully qualified, triple-certificated sniffer.
Oh.
Snoop
It's all in the hooter, the schnoz, the olfactory instrument. You could be a sniffer with a schnoz like that.
The mice
[reading the chapter's title]
"Chaos Theory."
Mrs. Hoggett [off-camera]
PI-IG!! [the scene fades in to show Mrs. Hoggett walking through a crowded street promenade] PI-IG! PI-IG!!! Here, pig-pig-pig-pig-piggy! Here, pig, pig, pig, pig! [sternly] Pig! [her yelling draws the attention of two motorcycle cops] Pig! [wanders toward an alley] Pig! [the two motorcycle cops pull up behind her] Here, pig-pig-pig-pig-piggy!
Skater
[Mrs. Hoggett's yelling draws the attention of a gang of hooligans on in-line skates. One skater gets up in her face] [in a gruff voice]
Who're you callin' a pig, lady?
Mrs. Hoggett [nervously]
Not you. Another pig. [the motorcycle cops approach] My husband's pig...
Skater
What's in the bag? [seizes Mrs. Hoggett's purse, with her trying to pull it back] Give it here! Grrr-rrr-rr! [Mrs. Hoggett swings him and he lets go] WHOOOAAAA!!!! [runs into the motorcycle cops]
[The skater's collision with the motorcycle cops triggers a chain reaction; people trip and fall over one another as Mrs. Hoggett watches in horror. Someone falls on a painter, making him let go of a rope; the rope loosens a very hazardous scaffolding, which two other painters are using to glue a poster onto an overhead billboard. As a result, the scaffolding goes crooked and makes two buckets of glue and one painter slide down, leaving him dangling. In the process, the painter accidentally knocks the other painter off the billboard]
Painter
Whooa! GAAAAAH!!!! [falls from the billboard, pulling down half the poster. He lands on a wooden board, launching a third bucket of glue, which lands directly on Mrs. Hoggett's head, dousing her in glue]
Mrs. Hoggett Oh, dear. [a dwarfed hooligan steals her purse] Oh!
The Pink Poodle Please. Please. I know you're different from the others. Those that have had their way with me make their empty promises, but they are all lies. And I'm afraid and terribly, terribly tired.
Where's your human?
The Pink Poodle My humans belong to someone else now. Someone younger and prettier.
Thelonius And what have we here?
Well, um, we're in a negotiation with this naked, pink individual.
He's of foreign extraction, your honor.
Easy
Possibly even an alien.