Yes, Mr. Peabody?
I... I love you, Sherman. (And I'm sorry I called you a bad boy.)
Most scenes together: Mr. Peabody & Sherman (16), Sherman & Penny (6), Mr. Peabody & Penny (4)
Yes, Mr. Peabody?
I... I love you, Sherman. (And I'm sorry I called you a bad boy.)
He is Ay.
He is you?
I am Ay, the Grand Vizier.
Yeah, that's his name.
Oh.
Drop the sabre and step away from the futuristic orb!
I take orders from no man! Liberte! Fraternite! Egalite! [Cop tasers him] Ooh-la-la! [Collapses]
We hold these truths to be self-evident; that all men, and some dogs, are created equal. I hereby award Mr. Peabody a Presidential pardon.
Me, too!
I've done worse.
Why not?
Well, for 1 - his name rhymes with butt!
I don't care. I going to have a big fat Egyptian wedding!
Spoiler alert - King Tut dies young. Are you sure you've thought this through?
Oh, trust me, I've thought it through. I'm getting everything.
But Anubis, the sun god Ra has decreed that this girl is to be the boy king's wife!
Mr. Peabody [as Anubis]: That's so funny. I was talking to the sun god Ra just the other day, and he told me he'd changed his mind. "Old Flip-Flop Ra", we call him here in the Underworld.
Really? But it's too late! We've already paid for the catering!
Too bad, you're going to lose your deposit!
Yes, Sherman?
Can I hold your hand?
Of course, you can.
Sherman?
Yeah?
Ahhh! [Jerks away the hand and the arm dislocates and falls to the ground] Ahhhhhh! [jumps into Peabody's empty arm]
That's disarming.
Why didn't you tell me she was coming over here?!
Because I didn't want you to worry. [Sherman groans with annoyance] Okay. Because I didn't want to listen to your bellyaching!
Thank you for your honesty!
You're welcome.
Share your interests. Tell her a witty anecdote.
Mr. Peabody, I... hate... her.
Sherman, every great relationship starts from a place of conflict, and evolves into something richer. [A dumbstruck Sherman stares at Mr. Peabody blankly.] Bonne chance. [closes the door, but comes back in] Make it work. [closes it, but comes back in again] But don’t tell her about the WABAC. [closes it and leaves]
Someone left this for us!
A present. Nice! It looks just like our horse.
Should I bring it inside?
Ahhh!
Greetings men of Sparta, Athens and Thebes, Peabody here. I've come for Sherman.
Then he must be a spy. [to his men] KILL HIM!
Your dad?
It's an adoptive relationship (but the opposite).
Awww!
Ah, ah, ah! Careful, Sherman. It's a booby trap. [Sherman laughs] What's so funny?
You said "booby"! [Continues laughing, but suddenly stops as he notices Peabody's glare]
One wrong step and we're done for.
Why didn't you tell me?!
It's not your job to worry about these things!
You'll discuss it later. Now, sit down.
You can't talk to me like that. I'm not a dog.
I can't believe you bit her, Mr. Peabody.
I know, Sherman. It was wrong.
Wrong? It was awesome!
Huh?
How do you take off?
Oh, you just pull down that lever. [points at a lever]
CAKE! I love cake so much.... [she grabs a plate from a servant, and stabs it with the fork, about to eat it... AND THEN SHE STUFFS THE ENTIRE THING IN HER MOUTH, GOBBLING WITH GUSTO!]
Sherman! Sherman! Are you okay?!