Stuart Little 2 (2002)
Nathan Lane: Snowbell
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Quotes
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Stuart Little : Little high, little low!
Mrs. Little : [from a distance] Little hey, little ho.
Margalo : What the heck was that?
Stuart Little : Oh, that's just how we greet each other.
Margalo : Interesting.
Snowbell : Nauseating is more like it.
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Snowbell : You've got guts, kid! And you've got spunk! Not to mention moxy! You've got guts, spunk, and moxy!
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Stuart Little : [after Margalo disappears] She's in terrible trouble, and I have to help her. I mean, what am I, a man or a
[pause]
Stuart Little : mouse?
Snowbell : Uh... is that a trick question?
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Stuart Little : How can you think of eating at a time like this?
Snowbell : Look, I'm nervous. And when I'm nervous I eat. 'Cuz I know, in my growling gut, that if anything happens to you, I'll be blamed. I'm sure the Littles already know we're gone and are planning to replace me with a hampster.
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Snowbell : I'm telling ya', Stuart, if more people gave up, there'd be fewer wars.
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Snowbell : What's wrong with giving up?... and just think of the time you save!
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Stuart Little : Don't worry about Snowbell. He wouldn't hurt a fly.
[Outside, Snowbell catches a fly, eats it]
Snowbell : [burps] Oh, those flies really come back on ya!
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Snowbell : [looking down on New York City, while climbing very high; and thinking about the mean falcon at the same time] I hope I live to regret this.
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Snowbell : [after Stuart wakes him up] This better be important.
Stuart Little : Margalo's still missing.
Snowbell : I should have been more specific. I meant important to me.
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[Snowball hissing at Margalo, starts coughing]
Snowbell : Oh, oh! Hairball! Major hairball! And yet we continue to lick ourselves. Unbelievable!
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Snowbell : [trying to get the Littles' attention] Ho little, hoo wittle, hey wattle...
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[when asked to clean up Martha's spilled oatmeal]
Snowbell : Oh, great, it's glop. Look what I'm reduced to. I'm a Handi-Wipe with hair.
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Snowbell : [Stuart's car has broken down] This is a sign, like the burning bush, except this a carburetor and I'm not Moses
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Snowbell : This is a sign, Stuart, like the burning bush, except its a carberator and I'm not Moses. But it's telling us something: Let your people go!
Stuart Little : We're not giving up!
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Snowbell : Cats don't eat raisins! We have too much class. We eat fish byproducts. Also, I... need to go tinky.
Stuart Little : How about the alley?
Snowbell : An alley? I'm a cat! We're fastidious creatures. We use a litter box. We don't just yell 'Bombs away' and go wherever we are!
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[Mr. Little is struggling to get a jar of pickles open]
Mrs. Little : Do you need...
Fredrick Little : Could you?
[Mrs. Little pops the top off the pickle jar]
Fredrick Little : [Martha throws her dish on the floor]
Mrs. Little : [grabbing Martha from her high chair] OK, that's it for you.
Mrs. Little : [to Snowbell] Snow, food.
Snowbell : [running down the stairs] "Food"? Is it tuna or herring? Or dare I say it, is it lox? Oh, please be lox!
Mrs. Little : [to Snowbell; Picks up the bowl leaving the food] Snow, that's for you.
Fredrick Little : How about it, boys? Are you ready to play some soccer?
Stuart Little : You bet, Dad!
Snowbell : [disgusted] Oh, it's glop. Look what I'm reduced to. I'm a handy wipe with hair.
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Stuart Little : [using a pay phone] Snowbell, I need more change.
Snowbell : What do I look like, a fanny pack?
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[Stuart has started the plane by accident; George and Will are playing a video game upstairs]
Will : Hey, what's that noise?
George Little : Sounds like a lawn mower.
Will : Inside the house?
Will , George Little : [alarmed] Stuart!
[the boys rush downstairs to find the plane has started with Stuart in the cockpit]
George Little : Stuart, what are you doing?
Stuart Little : I'm not doing anything!
George Little : Pull the break!
[Stuart pulls the break, and flies to another part of the house]
Stuart Little : [to George] Get the book!
Will : This is cool. All my brother does is jam crayons up his nose.
George Little : [reading the instruction booklet] It says here, "On takeoff, pull back on the throttle".
Stuart Little : "Take off"? I'm already in the air!
[Stuart flies over George and Will's heads]
Stuart Little : Snowbell, get out of the way!
Snowbell : [running] Please don't hurt me!
[Mr. Little is upstairs]
Fredrick Little : [to George and Will] What's going on?
Will : Oh, nothing. Stuart is just flying in the house.
[Mr. Little sighs, but then becomes alarmed]
Fredrick Little : [shouting] Flying in the house?
George Little : At least he's indoors, nothing bad can happen.
Stuart Little : Watch out! Hit the dirt!
[Stuart flies over the boys' heads again, as Mrs. Little opens the door, holding a bouquet of flowers]
Mrs. Little : [as Stuart crashes into the flowers] Stuart!
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Snowbell : Now, pay attention. What do you know about a bird called 'Falcon'?
Monty : Falcon? Ooh, that's a bad guy. You don't wanna fool with him.
Stuart Little : You know where we can find him?
Monty : You don't wanna find him. You don't want anything to do with him. Trust me. He'd eat you so fast, you'd be a pile of falcon poop before you could yell for help. Falcons are vicious. They grab you by the back of the neck and carry you so high you can't even see the ground, and then they drop you. And by the time you hit the pavement, they just drink what's left through a straw.
Stuart Little : Snowbell, are you all right?
Snowbell : Oh sure. In fact, I no longer need a litterbox.
Monty : [laughs] Mop up on aisle three! Snowy!
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Stuart Little : [as Stuart and Snowbell are out searching for Margalo] Don't worry, George is covering for us.
Snowbell : George? George doesn't know poop from applesauce! And I say that with a great deal of affection.
