Smokey! Hey, Smokey!
Stuart Little (1999) · 90 quotes
Tied for 8th most-quoted character in Stuart Little (1999): in 10 of its 90 quotes
Most scenes with: Smokey (5), Stuart (4), Red (4)
Hey, it's me, Lucky. I just heard from the Brooklyn Cats. Bad news: the Stouts squealed.
More lines from Lucky
4 quotesDid you see that? Damn. Nobody could've survived that. Right, boss?
He's hogging the mouse. He ain't sharing.
I'll be licking myself for days!
Scenes with Lucky
5 scenesBad news! The Stouts squealed.
I knew those mice were rats.
The kid's on his way home. What do we do?
No problem. He's gotta go through the park, right? Let's meet him there and have ourselves a little "picnic".
Great! I'll bring herring!
Hey, hey, moron! The mouse is the picnic!
Oh...
Actually, I must be going. [gets into his car]
What's your hurry, Murray?
Yeah, where ya goin', Murray-- uh, Stuart? What's his name?
[Stuart speeds off]
Smokey! Hey, Smokey!
Keep it down!
Hey, it's me, Lucky. I just heard from the Brooklyn Cats. Bad news: the Stouts squealed.
I knew those mice were rats.
The kid's on his way home. What do we do?
No problem. He's gotta go through the park, right? Let's meet him there and have ourselves a little "picnic".
Oh, great. I'll bring herring.
Hey, hey, hey, moron! The mouse is the picnic!
Oh.
Well if you can't rock me / I'm gonna rock this town myself / Well if you can't rock me / I'm gonna tear it up with somebody else / I may have to search all across the land / Just to find me a gig in a Rock n' Roll band / If you can't rock me / Well I'll find somebody who
Oh. Every Little in the world can find the Little house. I'm a Little. I'm a Little. I'm a little lost. [gasps, gasps again] [panting, gasps, gulps]
Actually, I must be going. [gets into his car]
What's your hurry, Murray?
Yeah, where you going, Murray? Uh, Stuart. What's his name?
He's getting away!
Lucky, Red, get him, come on!
Don't go wrong way! He's going backwards. He's a hell of a driver.
Go, go, go, go! We got him!
I got him! I got him, Smokey. Yeah, I got him.
Whoa! [gasps]
The only thing you guys got are big mouths, so shut up and run!
Geronimo!
Banzai!
Yeah! We got him now! Ha, ha, ha, ha!
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
Uhh!
Yah!
Ooh!
Ow!
I got him! I got him!
Get him, Red! Get him!
I hope he runs out of gas! I hope you do.
Why don't you run in the back?
I can't help it. I have a nervous stomach.
And I have an empty stomach! Now get that mouse!
Aah! Aah!
Did you see that? Damn. Nobody could've survived that. Right, boss?
Yeah. The mouse is sleeping with the fishes.
Long, wet nap.
Hey, the sewer rat's alive! After him!
No way. I'm a cat. I don't do water.
All right, Red, you go.
Oh, no. You wanna do water, hire a spaniel.
I don't believe this. What are you guys, a bunch of house cats?
Oh. [panting] Oh, no! Oh, no! Oh, dear! Oh, dear, oh, dear, oh, dear! [yells, grunting]
Hey, Snow! One of the guys spotted Stuart in the park. Smokey sent me to get you.
Ah, gee, Monty, uh, I'm in for the night. It's late. Besides, Stuart is gone. Can't we just give the kid a break?
Of course we could give him a break. First we'll break his little arms, then his little legs, and then we'll take a break. First we gotta find him. Come on, we gotta run!
Why do we have to run? What is it, festival seating?
Come on! Come on! I think we're getting closer. I can smell him.
Sorry, Smokey, that was me.
Didn't your mothers warn you not to go into Central Park at night?
My mother was the reason you didn't go into Central Park at night.
Yeah, you tell them, Smokey.
Yeah, she was one tough broad.
She was a saint.
There are mouse-prints going everywhere.
How we gonna find him?
We'll split up and go in different directions.
What a brain.
That is why he is gatto d tutti I gatti.
You guys go ahead. I'll just collapse right here. [seeing Stuart] Stuart, is that you? What are you doing up there?
Oh, I'm... settling in.
Look, Stuart, you gotta get outta here. This is Central Park. It's dark out. There are hungry cats all over the place.
Hey, Snow, where are you? Come out, come out, whatever you are.
Look. It's your pal, Monty. What's he doing here?
Shhh! He'll hear you.
Why shouldn't he hear me?
Hello! Snowbell! Buddy! What're you doing up there?
Oh, no. Perfect.
Hey! You found him. Attaboy! Hey, everybody! Over here! Hey, guys! Snow found him!
Nice going, house cat. Just for that, when we carve up the mouse, you get the big half.
Big half? Snowbell, what's he talking about? Do--do you know those cats?
Well, not really. We went to a few parties, but...
What's the matter? What are you waiting for?
Come on, buddy, bring him down. I'm starving.
Snowbell...
Sorry, kid.
Snowbell, wait, no! Stop! Wait, no! No, put me down!
Hit me! I'm open! I'll break his fall with my mouth.
I guess you do know them.
Hey, let him go. I can almost taste him. What are you waiting for? Hey, where are you going?
He's hogging the mouse. He ain't sharing.
Get him!
He's getting away!
Let's get him!
Go, go!
Snowbell, wait. Watch it, watch it. Where are you going?
Hey, hold that branch for me.
Ow. Get out of my face.
Get him!
Yeah, yeah. Look, let's get one thing straight: I'm doing this for the Littles, all right? They love you. George loves you. They're all miserable without you.
I know what I said, I... I lied, okay?! Welcome to Manhattan! I'm the one that hates you.
Ugh. Yeah, yeah, okay. Okay, that's enough.
Snow, what's he doing to your leg? I can't help but think this is wrong.
What the hell's going on here?
Err... look, Smokey, uh, call me fickle, but... I want to call this whole thing off, okay?
Too late.
Come on, Smokey, can't we talk it over? See, Stuart's not so bad once you get to know him, and he's got his own car.
Careful, house cat. You're asking for it.
Snow, what are you doing? Come on, he's just a mouse.
He's not just a mouse! He's... he's... [looks at Stuart, then at the cats] he's family.
Oh, yeah! [laughing hysterically] I could see the resemblance! [he and the other cats laugh hysterically]
Is that what you think? You have to look alike to be family? [the cats abruptly stop laughing, surprised that Stuart would say that] You don't have to look alike. You don't even have to like each other. Look at Snowbell - he hates me, and still, he's trying to save me. Sure, you'll probably scratch him up pretty bad. You'd tear him to shreds. You may even kill him. [Snowbell gulps] But Snowbell will not run away, and that is what family is all about. Right? Snow? [looks up to him]
Scratch 'em both.
Both?!
Here we go!
Let me at him!
Go, go!
Get him!
Hey, over there. Hurry up. Over there.
Let's go.
Watch it. Out of my way!
Get him! He's getting away!
Where is he? Did he fall in the water?
I don't know. I saw something hit.
Man, did you see that? Gone. He just disappeared. Hey, there he is!
Huh?
Up there! He's too far. I can't reach him.
In that case, you can all go home. Prowl safely.
Here you go, boys. Dinner's served.
All right, Smokey. Way to go!
Oh, dear.
Look. It's mouse on a stick. I love mouse on a stick.
A little further. Keep him coming. Keep him coming. I can almost reach him. Keep it coming. I got him. He's mine.
Hey, what the...?! The branch is gonna... !
Snow, don't come out here, the branch is breaking!
Stuart! Are you all right?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay.
Just hang on. I'll take it from here.
Huh? Take what?
Hey! Come on, Snow. You wouldn't do this to me. Not your old buddy.
Don't worry, "buddy". I'm sure you'll land...
Hey!
...on...
Hey! Snow!
...your...
What are you doing? No! No, wait, stop! Wait, I gotta ask you something.
...feet!
Cold! Cold! Cold water, oh!
I can't swim!
Dog paddle!
Dog paddle? I'd rather drown.
Oh, man, I'll be licking myself for days. [shakes the water off of him and shivers]
How could he do this to me? After all we've meant to each other? [panting] I mean, I love that guy. And-- Oh, hey, you guys! Wait up for me!
Thanks, Snowbell. You were great.
Well, it must've been quite a show from up there.
Snowbell?
I guess I showed them! Ha! Not bad for a house cat! [laughs]
Not bad for a dead house cat. [Snowbell whimpers fearfully. Stuart climbs to the tree. Snowbell turns to Smokey fearfully] Say good night, Tinker Bell.
Oh, this water's damn cold! [gets out of the water] I can't believe this! [shakes the water off of him] Beaten by a mouse and his pet cat. What could be worse?! [suddenly, barking dogs are heard in the distance and they chase Smokey, offscreen] Oh! Oh, nice doggies! No! NOOOOOOOO...!
Tsk tsk tsk. Little high, little low.
Little hey, little ho. [sighs] Let's go home.