A character in Stuart Little (1999)

Lucky quotes from Stuart Little (1999)

Jim Doughan

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)

A line from Lucky

Hey, it's me, Lucky. I just heard from the Brooklyn Cats. Bad news: the Stouts squealed.

More lines from Lucky

4 quotes
Lucky

Did you see that? Damn. Nobody could've survived that. Right, boss?

Scenes with Lucky

5 scenes
Lucky

Bad news! The Stouts squealed.

I knew those mice were rats.

Lucky

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".

Lucky
[starts to leave]

Great! I'll bring herring!

Hey, hey, moron! The mouse is the picnic!

Lucky

Oh...

[Smokey meets Stuart in Central Park]

How you doin'? You must be Stuart.

Actually, I must be going. [gets into his car]

Lucky

What's your hurry, Murray?

Red

Yeah, where ya goin', Murray-- uh, Stuart? What's his name?
[Stuart speeds off]

Lucky

Smokey! Hey, Smokey!

Keep it down!

Lucky
[whispering]

Hey, it's me, Lucky. I just heard from the Brooklyn Cats. Bad news: the Stouts squealed.

I knew those mice were rats.

Lucky

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".

Lucky
[starts to leave]

Oh, great. I'll bring herring.

Hey, hey, hey, moron! The mouse is the picnic!

Lucky

Oh.

The Brian Setzer Orchestra
[?] [singing]

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

[humming]

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]

[Smokey meets Stuart in Central Park]

How you doing? You must be Stuart.

Actually, I must be going. [gets into his car]

Lucky

What's your hurry, Murray?

Red

Yeah, where you going, Murray? Uh, Stuart. What's his name?

[Stuart speeds off]

Hey, come back here, you little rat!

Lucky

He's getting away!

Lucky, Red, get him, come on!

Red

Don't go wrong way! He's going backwards. He's a hell of a driver.

Lucky

Go, go, go, go! We got him!

Red

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!

[screaming, gasping]
Lucky

Geronimo!

Red

Banzai!

Yeah! We got him now! Ha, ha, ha, ha!

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.

Uhh!

Lucky

Yah!

Red

Ooh!

Lucky

Ow!

Red

I got him! I got him!

Lucky

Get him, Red! Get him!

[moaning, screaming]
Lucky
[while the alley cats are chasing Stuart in the roadster]

I hope he runs out of gas! I hope you do.

Red

Why don't you run in the back?

Lucky

I can't help it. I have a nervous stomach.

And I have an empty stomach! Now get that mouse!

Aah! Aah!

Lucky
[water splash]

Did you see that? Damn. Nobody could've survived that. Right, boss?

Yeah. The mouse is sleeping with the fishes.

Lucky

Long, wet nap.

Hey, the sewer rat's alive! After him!

Lucky

No way. I'm a cat. I don't do water.

All right, Red, you go.

Red

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?

[Later, as the cats run through Central Park]

Come on! Come on! I think we're getting closer. I can smell him.

Lucky

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.

Red

Yeah, you tell them, Smokey.

Lucky

Yeah, she was one tough broad.

She was a saint.

[panting and falling behind]

Quick question! Who knows C.P.R? Oy!

There are mouse-prints going everywhere.

Lucky

How we gonna find him?

We'll split up and go in different directions.

Red

What a brain.

Lucky

That is why he is gatto d tutti I gatti.

[stopping]

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?

Lucky

He's hogging the mouse. He ain't sharing.

Get him!

Lucky

He's getting away!

Red

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!

[Snowbell sits Stuart down on a branch]

Snowbell, you saved me?

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.

[surprised]

But, Snowbell, you said--

I know what I said, I... I lied, okay?! Welcome to Manhattan! I'm the one that hates you.

[smiles]

Oh, Snowbell. You do care. [hugs his front leg]

Ugh. Yeah, yeah, okay. Okay, that's enough.

[arriving with the other cats]

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]

[angrily]

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]

[chuckles nervously]

Maybe "family"'s too strong a word.

Scratch 'em both.

Both?!

[unbuckles Snowbell's collar]

Hey, it's me you want! Come and get me!

Red

Here we go!

Lucky

Let me at him!

Go, go!

Get him!

Lucky

Hey, over there. Hurry up. Over there.

Let's go.

Red

Watch it. Out of my way!

Lucky

Get him! He's getting away!

Red

Where is he? Did he fall in the water?

Lucky

I don't know. I saw something hit.

Man, did you see that? Gone. He just disappeared. Hey, there he is!

Lucky

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.

Lucky

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.

[The cats try to swipe at Stuart, but they miss, and the branch they're on starts to break]

Hey, what the...?! The branch is gonna... !

[They sees Snowbell leaning on the branch behind them]

Well, what have we got here?

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?

[Snowbell pushes down on the branch more heavily, scaring the cats]

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!

Lucky
[He pushes the tree branch until it breaks off, and Monty, Lucky, Red and an unnamed gray cat scream and fall into the water]

Cold! Cold! Cold water, oh!

Red

I can't swim!

Lucky

Dog paddle!

Red

Dog paddle? I'd rather drown.

Red
[They climb out and leave, bedraggled and humiliated]

And I had my fur just the way I like it.

Lucky

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!

[laughing]

Pack up the pineapple, Stuart. This luau's over.

Thanks, Snowbell. You were great.

Well, it must've been quite a show from up there.

[Suddenly, Smokey comes up behind Snowbell] [clears throat]

Snowbell?

[laughs]

Those cats think they're so tough.

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.

[Snowbell gulps]

Hey, Smokey! [Smokey looks in Stuart's direction] His name...is Snowbell!

[Stuart releases grip of the tree branch he is holding onto; it flies up and strikes Smokey in the face, knocking him off his own branch and sending him falling into the river] [shivering]

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.

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