Come on, George. You have a boat, a beautiful one.
4th most-quoted character in Stuart Little (1999): in 22 of its 90 quotes
Most scenes with: Eleanor Little (17), Stuart (13), George Little (13)
We've never been hated before.
More lines from Frederick Little
3 quotesAttention, everybody. We'd like to introduce you to someone.
Stuart is one of the family now. We do not eat family members.
Scenes with Frederick Little
18 scenesMaybe we should go home.
Why?
I'm not wearing my lucky underwear.
You don't have lucky underwear.
Well, maybe we should get some and come back for another race.
It's today! It's today! It's today! It's today! It's today! It's today! It's today!
It's always today, George.
I mean, this is the day.
That's right.
Can't I come?
You have to go to school, George.
Will he be here when I get home?
I think so.
I'll play ball with him. I'll wrestle with him. I'll teach him how to spit.
It's gonna be so much fun.
For all of us.
How will you know if you pick the right one?
Uh--
I don't know. We'll...
You'll just know.
Bye, sweetie.
Remember, I want a little brother, not a big brother.
We've been through your paperwork, and it seems to be in order. Adoption isn't for everyone, but you seem like people with plenty of love to share. So how are you feeling?
Goodness, we're...
Tingling...
...with anticipation.
Recess. Time for you to meet them. Feel free to walk around. They're used to having strangers.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Ah, lovely people.
Nice move, Red.
Oh, Frederick, look at them. How could we possibly...?
Choose? I know.
They all seem so...
Wonderful.
You know what's wonderful? What's wonderful is how you both know what the other one is gonna say, before you even say it. Not that it's any of my business.
Yes, that happens when you've been together as long as we have.
From being a family.
Family. Wow. Well, for a family, you've certainly come to the right place. I think we can find just what you're looking for. If you want a girl, Susan can read French. And Edith over there can tap dance while blowing bubbles. Or maybe you wanted a boy.
Actually, I think we were leaning towards a boy.
Well, in that case, Benny can do handstands. Andy can run 100 yards faster than you can say, Ready, set, go.
You certainly know a lot about everyone, don't you?
That's what happens when you've been here as long as I have. Let's face it. Not everyone wants to adopt someone like me. You shouldn't worry about choosing. It happens the same way every time. First, you won't know what to do. You'll be a bit scared. Then you'll meet one of them. You'll talk to him. Somehow, you just know.
Are you quite certain you're prepared to handle his uniqueness?
Oh, my, yes. Yes. His uniqueness is a perfect fit for the Little family.
Perfect.
Mr. and Mrs. Little, we try to discourage couples from adopting children outside their own... species. It rarely works out.
Well, it will in this case.
I have a dream that everywhere I go / Most everyone captures my eye / And they find me so fascinating / Indicating a quite a keen interest in / A very special guy
Bye, Stuart! Bye! We'll miss you!
Oh, I'm so lonely
So what do I call you?
Mom.
And Dad.
We haven't told you the best news of all. You have a brother. Named George.
A brother! What do I call him?
George.
I'm feeling relatively blue / Oh, how I'd love a next to kin or two / There has to a place for me / Where I belong right now / Don't need a dynasty, a name to share, a heart to care / That's really all, and then I'd be walking tall / A name to share, a heart to care / And then I'd be walking tall
Well, Stuart, here we are, the family home.
They say every Little can find this house.
Even if they've never been here before.
It's just something inside them.
Something inside.
So would you like a tour?
I don't have any money.
That's Uncle Crenshaw, Cousin Edgar, Grandpa Spencer. That's Aunt Beatrice and that's George, your brother.
Look, he's already happy to see me.
Well, that's just about everyone, except for-
Snowbell! Drop him right now!
You spit Stuart out this instant, Snowbell! Spit him right out!
Wait! [Mr. Little picks up Snowbell, as Stuart checks his tail, which is in one piece, and sighs in relief] I'm fine.
You must never harm Stuart. Do you understand?
Never, or out you'll go, Mr. Snow.
Stuart is one of the family now. We do not eat family members.
Mom, Dad, I'm home! Is he here? Is my brother here?
He certainly is.
Where is he?
He's here. Stuart, this is George. George, this is Stuart, your new brother.
No. Really?
Really, George. This is your new brother.
You look somewhat like a mouse.
Yeah, well, I am somewhat like a mouse.
I see. I have to go.
Is it just me, or did he seem a little disappointed?
Well, he's always a little tired after school.
Perks up around dinnertime. Meat loaf is delicious, dear.
Cajun. Shall we get to know each other a little? George? Don't you have anything you wanna ask Stuart?
Sure, George. Go ahead. I'm an open book. Ask me anything, the first thing that pops into your head.
Could you pass the gravy?
Your new bedroom.
We hope you like it.
Sure is roomy. Good night, Mom. Good night, Dad.
Good night, son.
Good night, sweetie.
Are you cosy?
Yes... thanks, I'm quite comfortable--
You seem tense...
Tense? Oh, I'm... I'm way past tense!
Well, maybe I can help? [gets up and approaches him] What do you like? Can I... can I scratch your ears? I could rub your tummy.
How'd you like to rub it from the inside, mouse boy?
A PET?! I am not your pet! I'm a cat, you're a mouse! You should be living in a hole! This is my family.
Can't we share 'em?
Read my furry pink lips: no! [heading for the window] I can't believe this. I'm arguing with lunch. And stay away from the windows. If the other cats find out about this, I'm ruined! [groans to himself as he jumps out and leaves] I gotta relax. Where's my tinkleball?
George? Time to get up.
Okay, Mom.
Stuart, you too.
Okay, Mom.
George, I'm trying to get the laundry started.
OK!
In the laundry chute, please!
OK!
Thank you.
Oh, dear. Mom! Hello! Mom! It's Stuart! I'm in the washing machine. Mom! Hello, Mom! Where are you going?
Hmm. That's odd.
What is?
I thought someone was at the door.
You look beautiful, dear.
Honey, should we talk to George before you go?
About what?
About Stuart. He hasn't exactly embraced the situation.
Snowbell! Thank goodness you're here. I'm locked in the washer! Can you help me? Can you turn this thing off?
Why would I turn it off? It's my favorite show.
That's funny. That's funny, Snowbell. Snowbell, you can't leave me!
Talk to the butt.
Where are you going?
I've gotta stare at traffic, yawn, lick myself. And believe me, that could take hours if you do it right. Ciao!
Are you sure that Stuart is happy here?
He's having the time of his life.
Help! Somebody, please help me!
Bye. Hi, Stuart.
Mom!
Stuart! Stuart, where are you? Oh, Stuart! Stuart!
Stuart, are you all right?
I'm okay, Mom. I'm... [coughs] Ahh!
Is he going to be alright?
Well, a lad that size swallowing all that detergent. Amazingly, I think he's going to be fine.
Oh.
Also, he's very clean. Yeah.
Glad you're feeling better, Stuart.
Me too.
We'll pick out a whole new wardrobe.
Here you go. Come on, George. This'll be fun.
I don't wanna go shopping with Stuart.
You should...
Talk to him. You're right. [to George] So, George, I wanted to talk to you about Stuart. I just want you to know that if you and he were to spend some real time together, you know, brother time...
Look at that one.
Come on, George. You have a boat, a beautiful one.
It's not finished.
You better get moving. The race is soon.
So?
Don't you wanna race your boat, George?
I'm not so good at the racing part.
So what? It doesn't matter about winning. You try like heck, and you have fun.
It's fun to finish last?
Something formal, I should think. I'm not sure of the fabric, but it should breathe. He has a tendency to burrow and climb and generally scurry about.
Well, I'm sure we can find something to suit your particular need. Here we have Barbados Ben.
Ooh!
Chef Ben.
Ahh.
Lumberjack Ben.
Hmm.
And, of course, Gladiator Ben.
Yes. Does Ben always dress like this?
No, no, no, madam. There are many moods of Ben... and it all depends on the occasion.
Well, what if the occasion were a simple family party?
I think I have just the thing.
There they are.
Let's pick another one.
George?
Hmm. Uh, shopping?
Stuart, everything all right in there?
Don't come in.
Shy.
How do I look?
Fantastic. I hardly recognize you.
Very smart.
You look just like a Little.
I do? Good. I was worried I was gonna look just like Ben.
Hello, we're here.
Oh, Crenshaw!
Hi, auntie.
Crenshaw!
Frederick!
Little high, Little low!
Little hey, Little ho!
We come bearing gifts for young Stuart.
Yes, where is my new nephew?
The Little family's getting bigger and bigger.
Boy.
That's a lot of Littles.
Uncle Crenshaw!
Ah! Oh! Ah! [chuckles] There's my favorite little nephew.
Oh, you can't say that anymore, Crenshaw.
That's right. Now we have two favorite little nephews.
That's right. Where is the lad?
He has a lot of gifts to open.
Are any of those for me?
Attention, everybody. We'd like to introduce you to someone.
This is Stuart.
Hello, everyone.
He's a, a...
...dorable!
Adorable!
Yeah, that's right. I couldn't think of the word.
Oh, Stuart, look!
Look at that! This is a real Schmelling.
Those are the best kind.
You know what they say: "If it ain't Schmelling"...
"It ain't bowling".
Look here, Stuart. Climb on up here, son. Plant your caboose right up here.
He may have to grow into it.
I think he's grown a little since we've been here.
That's what happened to me. One summer, I just shot right up.
May I say something? In the orphanage, we used to tell fairy tales of finding our families and having a party like this. A party with cakes and presents and all varieties of meat loaf. A party with a big family who came from far away just to wish us well. I don't know much about families, but this must be the nicest family in the world. So I just wanted to thank each of you. Because now I know, fairy tales are real.
Fairy tales are real? Oy, I think I'm gonna cough up a furball.
And now, it's time for the best present of all. It's something for you and George.
George. Stand next to Stuart.
This is something that gave your father and me hours of enjoyment when we were young brothers just like you and Stuart. This ball belonged to your great-great-grandfather, Jedediah Little. [He gives an old brown baseball to George.] Remember, Frederick, those long summer days playing catch?
Yeah.
George, why don't you take your brother outside and toss around the old horsehide?
Yeah, what do you say, George? You ready?
Are you all nuts? Bicycles and bowling balls? How's he gonna toss a baseball? How's he gonna do any of those things? He's not my brother, he's a mouse.
Time to go.
Excellent idea.
What, what? Where?
I just wanted to ask you something, but you were already asleep.
What did you wanna ask?
About my real family. You know, the ones I look like.
He hates us.
We've never been hated before.
No, no, no. It's not that. It's not that at all. It's just that... something's missing. I feel an empty space inside me and I want to know what was there before.
You have an empty space. That's so sad.
Oh, dear. I hope I haven't left you dismayed and disappointed.
No, don't, no.
No, we don't feel dismayed and disappointed.
Not at all.
Are you sure?
We're certain, Stuart. And if you want us to, we'll find out about your real parents.
Well, good night, then.
It's out of the question and it's against the rules. Besides, It's very hard to track mouse families. They're not very good with paperwork.
But he has an empty space.
Are there problems with Stuart?
Problem? No, no, no, not at all.
Well, there's been a few...
Difficulties.
Difficulties.
Difficulties?
Well, like the cat trying to eat him when we first brought him home.
He spat the boy out, of course, in one heck of a jiffy.
Yeah.
Mrs. Keeper, he wants to know about his family. Any child would have questions about that.
Yes.
What are you doing here?
I just thought I'd drop in. Did you build these?
Me and my dad.
This is incredible. It's like being in a real live Western. [speaks with a Western accent.] Howdy, partner. Draw, you lily-livered, yellow-bellied son-of-a-one-eyed-prairie-dog.
I'm trying to concentrate.
Sorry. [notices a train.] Is that a train?
What's it look like, pickle head?
Could we play with it? Please, please, please, please, please? Help! Somebody help me! Help! Please! Somebody help me! Ta-da! Thank you very much. Thank you.
You're crazy. I have an idea. Hop in.
Wow, a roadster!
Go ahead, check it out. Stuart, what's wrong?
Nothing. It's just... It's the first time I've fit in since I got here. What's that?
Oh, that. That's the Wasp.
Wow. She is beautiful.
Yeah, but she's not finished.
When are you gonna finish it?
Well, me and my dad were building her, but I decided to stop.
How come?
I'm too little for a race like that.
Little? You're not little. Well, not to me.
Stuart, you've never seen one of these races. There's hundreds of people there. Everybody from school. I mean... what if you lost?
Well, at least you'll have been somewhere. Come on, George. What do you say? Let's get started.
You know... I'm not really sure I want a brother.
How about a friend?
I guess I can always use a friend.
George?
Yes, Dad?
Have you seen Stuart?
He's down here with me.
What are you doing to him?
He's helping me finish the Wasp.
That's wonderful, son. That's terrific.
Can't race her like this. Right, George?
Right.
When's the next race?
In two days.
Two days?
We'll be ready.
How about we all go together?
It's a wonderful idea.
That would be great.
All of us together. The whole family.
The whole family. [crying]
George!
Stuart!
What are you doing?
Sailing. I hope.
Stuart, you come back here this minute.
I can't.
Why not?
I don't know how!
The players are jockeying for position.
Frederick, I don't like this one bit.
Stuart, your mother doesn't like this one bit.
I'm okay, Mom!
Go, Stuart! Tighten the mainsail!
What's a mainsail?
Oh!
Move! Come on, Stuart!
Gee, George, you all done crying?
Yeah. You all done being a jerk?
No.
Don't worry, George! I won't let you down!
Away those boats are sailing...
Frederick, what if he falls?
Remember, he's quite a fine swimmer.
Hey, that's cheating. You can't do that.
Well, I just did.
Oh, dear. [gulp, screams]
What is he doing?
I think he's hiking out.
Hope that mouse can swim.
Wasp is taking the lead.
Stuart, look out!
Look what that stupid mouse did to my sail!
He's not a stupid mouse!
You're right; he's a stupid rat.
Hey, hey, hey, come on. George!
Get off!
Something's wrong. What's happening?
Yeah!
Yeah!
Who is that mouse anyway?
That's no mouse. That's my brother.
Little high, Little low!
Little hey, Little ho!
Frederick, look at them.
You know what? This calls for a picture.
What's wrong?
Well, It's just... you four look great together.
This is the happiest moment of my life. I feel 10 inches tall.
I'll get that.
Mr. Little.
Yes?
Down here. Very sorry to disturb you at your lovely abode.
I hope we're not intruding.
My name's Reginald Stout. This is my wife, Camille.
An extreme pleasure.
We're looking for Stuart.
Are you friends of his?
Well, not exactly.
Fellow yachtsmen?
Guess again.
Reggie, just tell them.
We're his parents.
Reggie, stop it! It's so good to see you again, Stuart. There's so much we have to catch up on.
Why didn't you want me?
Stuart, it shames me to say this, but you weren't born into a prosperous home.
That's right. We couldn't feed you, dear.
Couldn't feed him? How much could he eat?
George, please.
Letting you go was the toughest choice we ever made.
It was?
Yes. But now we can be a family again.
Absolutely. Are these salted?
Dear. The children.
Uh, yeah. George, Stuart, I think we need to talk to the Stouts alone.
Don't worry. Mom and Dad will take care of it.
Mr. and Mrs. Stout, I'm afraid there's been a mistake.
Right.
Stuart can't leave with you. He's...
One of the family.
Exactly.
You may feel like he's family, but he'll never really be family.
You may not realize it, but I'm sure he does.
There's something you'll never be able to give him, because you're human. No offence!
It's a place that you'll never be able to fill.
An empty space.
Mom... Dad, you want me to leave?
No.
Oh, dear, we just want what's best for you.
But Stuart lives here.
George, come on. This is hard for all of us.
This stinks!
I don't understand. I thought I was in a fairy tale.
Fairy tales are made-up stories, Stuart. This is real. This is about where you belong.
Please come home, Stuart. Your real home.
You're gonna love it, son. We live on a golf course! We look right over the ninth fairway!
It's beautiful.
Beautiful.
You'll speak to George for me, won't you? I'd hate to say goodbye to a basement door.
Of course.
Taxi! Yo, taxi! Time to go, Stuart!
Well, goodbye.
We love you.
Ah, yeah. I love you too, Mom... Mrs. Little.
Boy, that looks heavy. You need some help with that? Camille?
Oh.
Frederick, let's do something.
What?
Let's just make them go away. We're bigger than they are. We'll say, "Go. Shoo". We'll scare their little whiskers off.
Eleanor, you're not being rational.
Rational, shmmational. Something about this is not right. I just know it.
Look at them. They just fit.
So what? I have shoes that fit and I hate them! As Stuart's mother...
But you're not. She is.
Stuart! Wait!
George?
I want you to have this.
No, George. Not the roadster, George. You love this car. I couldn't.
I want you to.
Thanks, George.
I wish you didn't have to go. I'm gonna miss you.
I'll miss you too, George.
Sing with me, Stuie.
When the world seems to shine. / Like you had too much wine. / That's amore!
You'll have to tell me your favorite foods so I can fix them for you.
What for? You can't cook.
But I can learn. We're a family now. And there's a lot of adjustments we'll have to make. Right, Reggie?
Right, Camille. Well, here we are, Stuie, the family home.
The family home.
Mind you, this is just our summer place. Winter time, we live in a crawl space above a delicatessen. You like corned beef, Stuie?
How's it prepared?
Prepared? It drops out of a fat guy's mouth, we grab it and run.
Sounds like an acquired taste.
Acquired taste? I love this kid!
Your new bedroom, Stuart.
We hope you like it. Well, good night. Sleep tight. Don't let the bedbugs bite. I'm serious about those bedbugs. Keep an eye open.
It's very kind of you to check on us like this.
Well, actually, I had something to tell you. But first, how are things going?
Oh, it's been difficult.
Difficult?
No, very difficult.
Very difficult?
Worse.
Worse than very difficult?
Yes, It's been almost...
Unbearable.
Just the word I was looking for.
Oh. Maybe this isn't a good time then. You see, I came over to give you some news.
What type of news?
Uh, they had an accident.
Who?
Stuart's parents.
Oh, my goodness. Well, are they all right?
No. They didn't make it.
Oh, no. Oh, my....
What happened?
Well, apparently, they were grocery shopping, canned-food aisle. There was an unsteady pyramid of cans and it collapsed. Took three bag boys to dig them out. They had to identify them by their dental records.
Oh, how horrible!
Cream of mushroom soup. Two-for-one sale. That's a very heavy soup.
How is Stuart taking it?
Well, he doesn't know.
You mean no one's told him?
Does he have to know?
Well, six months after they don't come back from shopping, wasn't he gonna wonder where they went?
But they've been gone for years.
Years? How is that possible?
Because they died years ago. Which part is confusing you?
Stuart's parents came and took him away three days ago.
Three days ago? Stuart's parents died in a tragic cream-mushroom-soup incident years ago. I just told you.
Dear, we have to take this up with the police.
Snowbell Hmm?
Mrs. Little?
Yes?
I'm Detective Sherman. This is my partner, Detective Allen. We understand your son is missing.
Thank you for coming.
They know about the Stouts! THEY KNOW ABOUT THE STOUTS! THE JIG IS UP! WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?!
Hey, get a hold of yourself. What are you talking about?
This is very...! I'm in big...! I'M IN DEEP POOPY-DOO!
Calm down, calm down. Don't get your fur in a bunch. All we need is a new plan.
We do what we should have done in the first place. We scratch him out.
Scratch him out?
But Smokey, the police are involved! I don't wanna get kicked out of my house! I'm not a street cat, I'm a house cat! I don't wanna lose my furry basket or my tinkleball that I push across the floor with my nose!
Snow, buddy, pull yourself together.
It's settled. Stuart Little gets scratched tonight.
Okay. Very good. Mr. and Mrs. Little, you'll have to come downtown.
Detective Sherman, what are our chances of seeing Stuart again?
You want it straight?
No.
Absolutely not.
Well, in--in that case... Stuart's probably home right now waiting for ya.
Maybe we should hear it a little straighter than that.
OK. In a case like this, if the kidnappers have not called by now, then they're not interested in money.
What are they interested in?
Kicks.
Exactly. It's my guess these two sickos are on some kind of cross-country mouse-killingg spree.
Oh, no.
Well, thank you.
Yes, you can kiss this boy goodbye.
Thank you, detective.
It's over. The things I've seen. Phil, where is that book on the grisly photos? Believe me, you don't wanna see this.
No.
It'll only take a second. Right off the bat. Look at this one. This one kept me awake for weeks.
Ohh!
George...
Well, I think we have to...
Tell him.
Yeah.
I put 'em back right here.
627 Fifth Avenue. I need three cabs.
Who has the glue?
I'm the glue man.
Here's 5000 more.
What's going on?
We're making posters.
We're gonna put 'em up all over the city.
That's right. They describe Stuart and offer a reward when we find him.
Isn't it wonderful? It was all George's idea.
George.
Never stop trying. Right, Dad?
Listen, I'm afraid this isn't gonna work.
Why not?
Frederick.
Because there's no picture. We need a picture of Stuart.
The family photo.
Crenshaw, Tina, Uncle Stretch, you go uptown. Cover as many streets as you can. Edgar, Beatrice, Spencer, you take downtown. Every side street and back alley.
All right.
Estelle... you better go with him.
Where do I go?
You come with us. We're gonna circle the park.
We'll be making a lot of stops.
I made it. I can't believe it. I'm home. Mom! Dad! I'm coming! Mom! Dad! George! It's me, Stuart! I'm back! Mom! Dad, George! Where is everybody?
There's nobody else here. It's just you and me, kid.
Where'd they go?
Movies, I think.
Movies?
Oh, yeah. Ever since you left, it's just movies, parties, roller-skating, amusement parks. They're having the time of their lives.
They are?
Oh, sure. I hate to have to tell ya this, but they're celebrating.
Celebrating what?
Can't you guess?
No.
They were just so happy to get rid of you.
That's a lie! I don't believe that.
Oh, boy. I wish I could spare you this. This is gonna break your little heart. Look up there.
At what?
See for yourself. They did that right after you left. Mrs. Little said, "Who wants to look at that face anymore?"
She did?
Yeah.
And George?
She gave it to him, and he tore it up.
He did?
Yeah. I'd give ya the pieces, but Mr. Little set them on fire. I tried to warn ya, Stuart. I told ya it wasn't gonna work out.
I should've known. It was too good to be true.
What're you gonna do now?
I don't know. I guess I'll just...
Leave immediately? Good idea. I'll tell the family you dropped by. Although, it'll probably just make 'em sick.
Bye, Snowbell.
Goodbye, buddy. This is... killing me.
George...
But I'm almost done.
Come on, It's getting late. Time to go home.
I don't think I missed a single tree.
You did a great job.
It was a good idea, wasn't it?
You bet it was.
It's a really good picture of Stuart.
I don't think you could take a bad picture of Stuart.
Now all we have to do... is wait until somebody calls, and tells us where Stuart is.
Right.
Mm-hmm.
