Rugrats Go Wild (2003)
Melanie Chartoff: Didi Pickles
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Quotes
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Didi Pickles : We have to find something to eat. All I saved were a couple jars of baby food.
Howard DeVille : [cheerfully] Who knew strained peas and apricots went so well together?
Kira Finster : Ah! You ate the baby food?
Howard DeVille : Babies don't need food. I have to keep my strength up for when you all try to throw me into the *soup pot*!
Didi Pickles : He's delusional!
Drew Pickles : [points angrily at Stu] This is all *your fault*!
Stu Pickles : *My* fault?
Charlotte Pickles : Whose idea was the Stu Cruise to Doom?
Didi Pickles : Oh! I expect that from the Finsters or the DeVilles, but Charlotte!
Drew Pickles : [gets right up in Stu's face] I knew this day was coming since you were in diapers!
Kira Finster : I should have never left Paris!
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Stu Pickles : Behold follow islanders! I, Stu Pickles, have build us a radio!
Didi Pickles : Stu, who's watching the kids?
Stu Pickles : Oh, Angelica said she'd take care of them.
[the grownups gasp in terror and begin scrambling around, looking for their children]
Kira Finster : Chuckie? Where are you?
Didi Pickles : Oh, this is very strange. I feel like this has happened before.
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[Marianne Thornberry films oysters spewing water]
Marianne Thornberry : Well, it's not a clouded leopard, but at least I'll have a film of something.
[Donnie runs past with Howard chasing him]
Marianne Thornberry : Donnie!
[the grownups stop and see her filming]
Marianne Thornberry : What? This is supposed to be a deserted island.
Charlotte Pickles : Oh, thank heavens! We're part of an elaborate television stunt designed to humiliate us.
Marianne Thornberry : Who are you?
[They all begin talking at once]
Marianne Thornberry : Hold it! My name is Marianne Thornberry. From the nature show?
Didi Pickles : We're shipwrecked.
Betty DeVille : Can you help us, Marianne?
Marianne Thornberry : Of course. Our camp is nearby.
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Stu Pickles : You're all gonna blindly follow Betty just because she drew a circle in the sand?
Charles "Chas" Finster , Howard DeVille , Didi Pickles , Charlotte Pickles , Drew Pickles , Kira Finster : Yes!
Betty DeVille : Thank you.
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Charles "Chas" Finster : [goes to open the cellar door] Well, this is how we came in.
[Charlotte's eyes widen in horror]
Betty DeVille , Didi Pickles , Charlotte Pickles , Stu Pickles , Drew Pickles , Kira Finster : *NO*!
[water gushes in; everybody panics]
Didi Pickles : Kids!
[they grab the babies as the water rapidly rises]
Kira Finster : Kimi! Chuckie! Hold on to me!
Charles "Chas" Finster : Why didn't anybody stop me?
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Didi Pickles : Who's that little cannibal boy?
Charles "Chas" Finster : Those look an awful lot like Chuckie's sneakers.
Howard DeVille : You ate the fish *and* Chuckie?
Drew Pickles : Come on, guys! After him!
[they chase Donnie]
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Stu Pickles : [reads a soggy map] We left here. We capsized here. I know *exactly* where we are. You see, we're on this tiny, little island called... Uninhabited.
Didi Pickles : You mean, we're the only people here?
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Stu Pickles : [his coconut radio squeals] It's getting a signal!
Marianne Thornberry : I'm very impressed.
Didi Pickles : Oh, Stu's an inventor. Runs an ad in the shop-and-buy.
[Spike barks as he approaches with Eliza, Darwin and Debbie]
Marianne Thornberry : Girls! Have you seen some children?
Debbie Thornberry : Just a bossy three-year-old who has delusions of being a princess.
Charlotte Pickles : Angelica!
Angelica Pickles : [over radio] I'm the boss of this bathy thing!
Debbie Thornberry : [points to the radio] That's her!
Susie Carmichael : [over radio] We haven't moved a bit, Angelica.
Didi Pickles : That's Susie!
Debbie Thornberry : She must have turned on the radio in the bathysphere!
Marianne Thornberry : A *three-year-old's* driving the *bathysphere*?
Betty DeVille : What the heck?
[the parents surrounded Debbie and Eliza, frantically shouting questions]
Marianne Thornberry : OK, OK, it's no problem! We can track them by radar from the Comvee.
Debbie Thornberry : Yeah, except... I sunk the Comvee.
Marianne Thornberry : You *what*?
