you havent seen it?
well go bloody find a copy and watch it!
just some of the lines in the move!

Fred: Boo!
Elizabeth: Ahhh!
Fred: Hello, Snotface! Yuck! What happened to you? Look at you. You're all older. You're even uglier. Uch. I'm sorry. I'm gonna have to be sick all over you immediately. Lie down.
[Pushes Elizabeth down on the bed]
Fred: Hang on. Where's all the dolls?
Elizabeth: [Whispers] Drop Dead Fred.
Fred: Where is the dolls?
Fred: I wanna play with the-Ah hah! The dolls! Hello, Jemima. Hello, Angelec.
Fred: You're gonna die!
[Screams and hits Jemima's head against the door. Bites off Angelec's head. Throws dolls]
Fred: Mr. Pooh!
Mr. Pooh:'Hello.
Fred: You die too!
Mr. Pooh : 'No no no
Fred: Yes yes yes.
Fred: [Makes Mr. Pooh scream 'No! My intestines. Not my intestines!']
Elizabeth: I must be dreaming.

Fred: I can't believe we left the party so soon. And there was so much wine to spit around the place.
Elizabeth: I got upset.
Fred: I got upset. God, you're so stupid. You never leave a party 'til the very very end.
Elizabeth: Oh really?
Fred: Yeah really.
Elizabeth: Well what about Cinderella? Remember what happened with her?
Fred: No I don't remember what happened *with her*. I deliberately forgot all about her. She made me puke. I remember the ugly stepsisters, they were great.

Elizabeth: Mother, do you remember when I was little, I had a friend, he was make-believe?
Polly: No.
Elizabeth: Don't you remember? Only I could see him?
Polly: No, I don't remember Drop Dead Fred at all.

Charles: Does this Fred play rough?
Elizabeth: Only with me.
Charles: Jesus.

Fred: I'm not afraid of the megabeast!
Young Elizabeth: I'm not either, when she comes in here we'll make her eat up all this mud!
Fred: Yeah... and then we'll cut her head off...
Young Elizabeth: with scissors...
Fred: Yeah... and then we'll make her eat it
Young Elizabeth: ...make her eat her own head... with what?
Fred: Oh yeah, well I'll eat her head then.
Young Elizabeth: And I'll eat the rest of her!
Fred: Yeah! And then we'll get up and poo her all over the table cause we're not afraid of anything
Fred, Young Elizabeth: yeah, yeah YEAH!

Fred: I don't love you because love is for girls and girls are disgusting

Fred: I am a loner, a crazy wide eyed loner on a doomed mission to Venus to battle with the 3 headed mega beast but on the way I caught cornflakes disease.

Elizabeth: Go away
Fred: go away? why do you want me to go away? Fine! say the magic words and i'll piss off
Elizabeth: Piss off!
Fred: Ha! I lied those weren't the magic words
Polly: What did you say?
Fred: She told you to piss off

Fred: Snotface, look... INK - let's write something on the carpet... I know how 'bout Mother SUCKS.

Fred: Well why don't we harpoon Charles straight through the head, drag him back to the apartment, and hit him with a hammer until he agrees to come back?
Elizabeth: Harpoon him through the head. That won't work Fred.
Fred: Why not? How many times have you tried it?

Fred: You see when something's not working right, the best thing to do is tear it apart to make it better.

Fred: [Looking up Polly's skirt] Wow.
Fred: Cobwebs.

Fred: [to Elizabeth] Married. You got married. You mean you've been doing it like the pigeons.

Fred: Hold on, hold on that's now how the pigeons do it. You're supposed to stamp on her head and peck her

Fred: [while dancing in the chair in the living room with dog poo on his shoes] Dog poo, dog poo, yucky yucky dog poo. Dog poo on the chair... all on the sides, all up there, yucky yucky smelly dog poo!

Young Elizabeth: Daddy, why don't we throw mommy out the window? It won't hurt her. She'll land in the gladiolas.
Nigel: You shouldn't say things like that about your mother... She might cut your head off.

Young Elizabeth: Did they live happily ever after?
Mother: Of course, Elizabeth.
Young Eliza

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