We can refuse to sell our houses.
Hey Arnold!: The Movie (2002) · 54 quotes
Most-quoted character in Hey Arnold!: The Movie (2002): in 26 of its 54 quotes
Most scenes with: Gerald Johanssen (11), Helga (5), Gerald Johannsen (5)
It's not flat. It's just a little low on air. [The ball pops and deflates]
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22 scenes[First lines; The movie begins with we see the city's locations and Harold, Iggy and Lorenzo are playing baseball before Willie drives with his ice cream truck; A kid is giving money to Willie, having his ice cream and Willie reads the newspaper; Harold throws a baseball to Park; Park strikes out and the woman is at the window looks up to a baseball while putting clothes in the basket; we see Brainy and Harvey are at the market, Sid and Stinky are splashing water, the Construction Workers look up at the helicopter with a black wrecking ball; as the wrecking ball hits the Penthouses and pouring liquid on the family photo]
I'm telling you, Arnold, your ball is flat.
It's not flat. It's just a little low on air. [The ball pops and deflates]
Like I said, your ball is flat. Hey, I still can't believe we let those fifth graders beat us.
Well, the important thing is we tried our best.
The important thing is we got our buns whooped.
Come on Gerald, we had fun. And we almost beat 'em.
Why do you do that Arnold? Why do you always have to look on the bright side?
Somebody has to. [Arnold and Gerald notice FTi helicopters, and a crowd of citizens] Mr. Green, what's going on?
It's Scheck. He wants to buy up the whole neighborhood so he can knock it down and put up a fancy mall.
Who's Scheck? [The crowd is watching TV]
The plan, which was approved by the mayor just moments ago, would allow Future Tech Industries to redevelop a six-square-block area between 33rd and 39th Streets. Oh, I understand the president and CEO of Future Tech Industries, Mr. Scheck, is about to make a statement.
Thank you. I just want to say I'm delighted at the mayor's support of our renewal plan.
Nice suit.
I am behind Mr. Scheck's project one hundred percent. [camera flashes]
Although some of you in the affected area may have concerns about how this plan will impact your homes and businesses, let me assure you; change is good. This plan represents the end of urban decay, the end of your broken-down shops and apartment buildings, the end of antiquated and dilapidated storefronts. It's time for a new world. Out with the old, in with the new.
What's wrong with old things? Some old things are great.
Yeah, like Mrs. Vitello.
Whippersnapper.
Ow!
This has been goin' on for months. The city council recommended against it, but the mayor's lettin' him do it anyway. I never figured he could pull it off.
What does it mean?
It means they want us to sell out, move away so this Scheck character and his big corporation can move in.
No!
No way!
It's time to put the past behind us. I have seen the future, and it's Future Tech Industries.
But this is our neighborhood!
They can't just tear it down.
This is our neighborhood! / How can they tear it down!? / How can they turn our smile into a frown!? / We may be just a few, but if me and you and you. [Arnold switches off the stereo]
Stop! Stop singing, Eugene. This is serious. [A truck carrying a bulldozer is speeding down the street]
Oh, my gosh.
We can't take this lying down. We should do something!
Yeah, but what can we do?
We can refuse to sell our houses.
Well, I'll sign a petition!
Yeah. Let everybody know this is our neighborhood and we're not giving it up without a fight!
Hah! Arnold! What an annoying little goody two-shoes. What a dopey little dreamer. What a corny little cornball. Always going around trying to get everyone to look on the bright side and do the right thing. How I despise him. And yet... I love him! I love him! I love his unerring sense of right and wrong. I love his unfailing insistence on the needs of the many over the needs of the few. But most of all I love the way his hair smells when I get real close behind him and he doesn't know I'm there, but then he turns and looks at me funny and I scowl at him and make an excuse for being so close, and then I insult him just to cover up the secret, adoring feelings for which I have so long and painfully harbored. Oh, Arnold!
Mr. Green can write the petition.
Say no more, Arnold. I'm already working on it.
If only I could find the guts to tell you. If only I weren't such a coward. If only I had your strength.
We'll take it around the neighborhood and get everybody to sign it.
But what if you lose? What if the neighborhood is torn down, and you have to move away, and we are separated, and we never see each other again, and I never, ever seize the chance to tell you how I really feel about you? Oh, Arnold, how I love you.
[Brainy appears from a chimney, dressed up as a chimney sweep. Helga smacks him]
Grandpa?
That's my name. Don't wear it out. [shark jaws fall down]
Grandpa, I'm worried.
Oh, don't worry, Arnold. We won't sell the boarding house. We're behind you all the way. Right, Pookie?
Home team, home team, woo!
But what if Scheck gets everyone else to sell?
Then I guess they'll bulldoze down the neighborhood, short man. Pookie and I will have to move to an old folks' home and who knows what'll happen to you. You'll probably be sent to a foster home in some Midwestern state like Manitoba or... wait, no, that's not a state, that's a province. Oh, no, Arnold! You'll be a Canadian!
Grandpa, I'm serious.
I know, Arnold, but we're not cooked yet. Whatever happens, we'll all be OK, even if we have to become Canadians. You know, they have very good bacon there. Canadian. Bacon. This thing on? Come on, Arnold. Work with me.
Goodnight, Grandpa. Goodnight, Grandma.
Go, team! [Grandpa sits on the shark jaws]
Awesome!
Release.
What's going on?
You must be a sound sleeper, Arnold. They've been hammering on it all mornin'.
Look!
Willikers!
It's so wicked awesome.
You guys! It's not awesome. It's terrible! Read it. We've got thirty days left to save the neighborhood.
Look, it's that Scheck feller.
It's time for a new world. Out with the old, in with the new. I have seen the future and it's Future Tech Industries.
He sure gives me the willies.
But you gotta admit, he looks good in a suit.
Gerald.
I know, I know. I'm just saying.
Come on! [The boys run away]
Monkeyman!
Yeah, six days to go, and then sayonara, suckers!
Six days. Enough time to try maybe one last big... thing. But... but what?
How about a party? You always throw the most outré parties, Arnold.
Yeah, a party. A block party. With music and food.
And finger sandwiches. Ooh!
Yeah, and food!
We'll have a concert! The music will be so loud that we'd end up on the news. And then people will get excited about it, and the mayor will have to change her mind. And she'll stop the bulldozers.
Yeah!
What do we call it?
How about the "Save the Neighborhood Debutante Ball".
Nah...
Block Power, baby.
Blockenanny.
Block Till You Drop. [Falls down] Ow.
It's a Block Thing. I would know.
A Block Party... Party?
How about... Blockapalooza?
Yeah!
Blockapalooza.
This Saturday is the day.
Blockapalooza!
Don't forget to get your tickets while they're hot!
"Save the neighborhood"? "Blockapalooza"? This we don't need. [Pulls out a cell phone and calls somebody] Yeah it's me Nick. I think we got a problem.
Blockapalooza, hah! Please.
It's called Blockapalooza, a last-ditch effort to save a forgotten neighborhood from the wrecking ball. A classic story of the little guy pitted against the corporate giant.
What the heck are they doing? They'll mess up the whole deal!
Forget about it. It's all taken care of.
You know what this is about. It's our last chance to stand up and tell Future Tech Industries that we won't sell. We won't let 'em tear down our neighborhood.
One of our guys intercepted their permit, thereby making the whole assemblage illegal.
Go, go, go!
Hey, what's going on?
This whole assemblage is illegal.
But we filed a permit.
We never got any permit.
Please disperse from this area at once!
Grandma?
Bring on your worst. We shall not be moved. [She chains herself to the door of the Sunset Arms]
Come on. Nice and easy. [Grandma almost bites him]
Hey! Stop, that's a frail old lady!
Never give up Arnold. Never give in. Save the neighborhood. One if by land, two if by sea. Put the lime in the coconut. Mix it all up. [The car speeds away while she laughs]
Grandma?
But I thought they were just gonna keep her for one night.
She keeps trying to escape. Thinks it's a game. Fourth time they had to put her back.
Hi, Mr. Hyunh. Have you seen Grandpa?
Oh, Arnold. We may never see each other again. [Runs away sobbing]
Hey, Mr. Hyunh, can I help you clean out your refrigerator?
[Arnold comes up to his room]
Von Scheck?
I wonder if he's related...? [Telling about the Tomato Incident] Anyway, Von Scheck's men attacked the neighborhood, but the locals used guerrilla warfare. They made a barricade of turned vegetable carts and fought with whatever they had. They had lots of tomatoes. They were British tomatoes, which were small and hard and really hurt if you got hit with one. That did it. The redcoats were in full, ignominious retreat. That's why we eat American tomatoes, Arnold. Although I had one recently from Chile. Very juicy.
Grandpa, did that actually happen?
Of course. I sliced it up and put it in a sandwich.
No. Don't you see? This is our answer.
Yes. Yes, Arnold! Juicy tomatoes from Chile! Why didn't I think of that?
No, the Tomato Incident. If that battle took place right in the boarding house, this whole neighborhood should be a national landmark.
Well, there probably was a document that declared this block a historic site once.
Then maybe I can find it.
You're going up to the peninsula?
Don't talk to the driver while the bus is in motion.
But the bus isn't in motion.
Arnold, it would take some kind of miracle-- [The phone rings]
Hello?
What? Who is this?
Call me... Deep Voice.
Who are you?
Okay, which one of you touched my button? [Arnold and Gerald are smiling in a slightly perverse way]
Arnold and Gerald Johanssen [in unison]: Me!
Well, if you're gonna try and save the neighborhood, you're gonna need some equipment. [Pushes a button, revealing gadgets] Top of the line, state of the art. Mini condenser microphone for the ultimate concealed surveillance. Headphones and micro-radar tracking dish. 400:1 zoom lens binoculars with infrared capability for night vision. High tension, plastic wire, anodized steel pulleys and nylon straps for maneuvering in vertically-challenging situations. A two-way secure walkie-talkie for maintaining communication. And, a synchronized, programmable, glow-in-the-dark watch, set to Greenwich time and accurate within 1/10,000th of a second. And it all fits into this really cool AS-47 Junior Secret Agent utility belt.
Uh... How much does all this cost?
Well, since it's for such a good cause, it's on the house. I figure it's my contribution.
Great. We'll take two of them.
Black or pink?
Uh, we'll take black.
Finally.
Let's just hope he's ready for bed. He should be. It's Midnight. As soon as he's asleep, we can get the key off of him.
As soon as he falls asleep, huh? What if he keeps watching T.V. for hours?
Maybe there's nothing good on. [Phone rings] Someone's calling him. Quick! [Pulls out Bridget's Microphone]
Oh, no. Last time we nearly got killed using that thing!
Come on, Gerald, we gotta find out who's calling him! It might be a clue.
Aah... Oh, all right. [Inserts an Ear Phone into his ear, gasps] It's Big Bob!
Yeah, Bob. Yes, you're a full partner, didn't I get through telling you that? What are you calling me for? Go to bed. What about your contract? You got a problem with the contract, Bob? Oh for heaven, quit reading that thing and get some rest. [Hangs up] Stinking pain in the...
Why, that no-good little runt! Let's see, [looks through the contract with a magnifying glass] "Party of the first part, party of the second part..." Yada, yada, yada, yada. Hey! Wait a minute-- [Takes a closer look at the contract] What the heck?!
I think he's finally asleep, Gerald. [Notices that Gerald fell asleep] Gerald. Gerald. [Shakes him]
Give me that key! [Realizing where he is] I was just resting my eye.
Come on, it's time to go in. [Pulls out a rope]
Wait a minute. You're not gonna hang from that, are you?
Not unless you want to.
I don't think it's my size.
No problem. I'll fix it.
Come on. Almost there. You can do it, buddy.
Ah, it's an angel. [Falls asleep again]
Hello?
Wait. Deep Voice. Where are you?
Don't worry about that. I'm watching all your movements.
I'm everywhere and I'm nowhere, but mostly I'm... everywhere.
Come on, Deep Voice, cut the voodoo dolly mumbo jumbo, okay?
Yeah, why do you have to be so mysterious?
You two seem confused about who's calling the shots here. I am. Without me, you'll never get the document, you'll never save your neighborhood. You've got to get into Scheck's office. His safe deposit boxes are in a room behind his desk.
We have to get back into his office?
Right. Only this time, don't get caught. You've got to find a way to distract security away from the main entrance. Now, it's exactly two A.M. The bulldozers roll at seven. What are you waiting for? [Hangs up]
Man, that Deep Voice is a pain in the... [He's cut by a bus passing by with its brakes hissing]
Come on. [The boys run to the bus]
Oh, so it's the two juvenile delinquents who busted my door.
Sorry about that.
But we're kinda in a hurry... [Sees the sign "YOUR DRIVER'S NAME IS MURRAY"] Murray.
Those cameras detect any motion. If we even move, they'll see us. [Arnold pulls out the remote-control car] Arnold, this is no time for playing with a toy car.
I'm not playing, Gerald. [The car speeds down the hall, and camera turns to watch it]
What was that?
Come on, let's check it out. [Two guards run away]
We can get to Scheck's office this way. Come on. [The boys get into Scheck's office] Deep Voice said to look in the room behind his desk. [Gerald pulls a book from a shelf, and it opens a secret door]
What are you waiting for? [The boys see a huge number of safe deposite boxes. They sigh] Well, we'd better get started.
Now all we have to do is run this wire up to the street and wait for the bulldozers to come. Then, we blow a huge hole, and they fall right in.
Sounds great, Grandpa. Now let's get out of here.
Yes! It is still very creepy.
Aah.
998.
Nope.
999. [The key finally matches the box. Arnold opens it]
Empty?
Where's the document?
Looking for something? [Arnold and Gerald are startled] Well, here you are, back again. After I patiently explained that your mission is completely hopeless, it still is. Though I'm less inclined to entertain you after you broke into my building for the second time. Did you think you could get away with this? There are cameras everywhere. I record everything that goes on, day and night. Did you think I'd let you win, let you save your little neighborhood? Don't you realize who I am? I am Alphonse Perrier Du Von Scheck. [Scheck turns on the light revealing historical art] I can trace my ancestry back to the founding fathers. [Scheck angrily turns to a framed painting] You know when we lost control of this city? When that ridiculous Tomato Incident took place in your pathetic little neighborhood. [Scheck takes the painting from the wall, breaks it in half, and flings to the floor] Tearing it down and putting my name upon its place will be revenge of the sweetest kind. [Grins evilly]
But the document. Where's the document?
Unfortunately, like your little plan, it's about to go up in smoke.
Don't go out in the hall yet. It's swarming with guards.
Wait, how do you know I'm here? Where are you?
Don't worry about me. The point is you've got the evidence you need to save the neighborhood. Now we've got to get you safely out of the building.
If you're caught now, all is lost.
Huh, Deep Voice. Tell me how I can get out of here?
Okay, Arnold, listen. You've got to wait until the guards have gone to the other side of the building. I have a plan to distract them, but it'll only buy you a few minutes.
Deep Voice! [thunder booms]
Don't come another step closer. Pay no attention to that man with the Voice Box.
Who are you?
Uh-uh, n-no one in particular. [we can see a bit of Pink Clothes underneath the trench-coat]
No more games, Deep Voice, I'm not doing anything until I know who you are.
Helga, you, you're Deep Voice?
But I don't get it. How come, how come you couldn't just tell me what you knew? Why'd you have to make up all this crazy secret identity?
But Helga, you just risked everything to help me save the neighborhood.
So, what's your point?
That's a pretty amazing thing to do for someone you claim to hate.
Yeah, well, I'm a pretty amazing person, Football Head.
But, I thought you were on your dad`s side. I thought you were gonna get rich off the whole deal.
Money isn't everything.
Helga, why'd you do it?
Helga.
Because I love a good mystery?
I think I need to go lie down.
I'll go with you!
Is there anything we can do?
Yeah, you can get on your knees and pray this hunk of junk holds together long enough to get us uptown in one piece!
Don't you wanna save all those people's homes?
Not my problem, kid.
Don't you care that every building from 33rd to 39th street is going to be demolished?
That's right.
Hey, that's where Mona lives. [yanks a lever switching the bus from "Uptown" to "Express" mode, then pulls the gear shift] Hang on to your goodies, kids! We've got a neighborhood to save!
I didn't know you were so religious.
Neither did I.
You didn't really mean all that, did you? You don't really love me, right?
Right.
You were caught up in the heat of the moment, right.
Right!
You actually hate me, don't you?
Of course I hate you, you stupid football head, and don't you ever forget it! Ever!
Okay.
[Helga storms away, as Arnold looks at her with a knowing smile. Behind the corner, Helga switches into happy mood]
Wait a minute. Now you're looking on the bright side.
Somebody has to.
We saved our neighborhood / They could not tear it down / They could not turn our smile / Into a frown...
The show's over, Eugene.
[Helga dances away happily as the movie fades out]