Home Movies (1999–2004)
Quotes
[to the pharmacist]
Paula Small: I need to refill this prescription. It's for my anxiety disorder and, uh, it's working nicely 'cause, uh... I wouldn't be able to approach you otherwise.
Paula Small: What were you saying?
Brendon: Can we move the flowers?
Paula Small: Before that.
Brendon: This meatloaf is dry.
Paula Small: Before that.
Brendon: This is *meatloaf*?
Paula Small: Before that.
Brendon: This fish is dry.
Paula Small: I'm getting a raise!
Brendon: That's great!
Paula Small: Well, I'm going to ask for a raise.
Brendon: Well, that's, um... practically great!
Jason: People hate me!
Brendon: Coach, do you think I'm stupid?
Coach McGuirk: Of course you're stupid, Brendon, all kids are stupid.
Melissa Robbins: You'll have to wear glasses and people will make fun of you for the rest of your life, they'll call you four eyes and idiot!
Jason: Then forget the glasses. I just won't read anymore.
Melissa Robbins: Then they'll just call you idiot.
Jason: Okay, how about laser surgery?
Melissa Robbins: Well, that's fine if you don't mind growing an extra arm...
Jason: I don't mind; it will help...
Melissa Robbins: ...Out of your eye!
Jason: Oh my god!
Coach McGuirk: Liquor before beer, never fear. Beer before liquor, throw up quicker.
Coach McGuirk: Per day, I would say I hate far more than I feel like I like something. I like my western omelet, but while I'm eating that there's about 17 other things that I hate, like my apartment, my breath, whatever's on the TV, whatever's in the paper. Then I walk outside and it'll be a nice day. Well that's great that's a good feeling for a split second and then I realize I hate my neighborhood, because I... you apparently can't play music after 6:00 pm... in this country
Paula Small: Would you mind setting the table? Dinner's going to be ready soon.
Brendon: Can I do it after dinner?
Paula Small: Sure.
Melissa Robbins: Listen to me, junior, when I'm finished with you, you'll be the envy of all the idiots on your block.
Jason: Wow. There are a lot of idiots on my block.
Brendon: [discussing his dad's new girlfriend] I dunno, Coach, I just don't like her.
Coach McGuirk: Why, she ugly or something?
Brendon: Oh, no! No, not at all! In fact, she's gorgeous!
Coach McGuirk: Really?
Brendon: Yeah, she could be like in a magazine or something!
Coach McGuirk: [intrigued] What, like a DIRTY mag?
Brendon: Uh, no. More like one of those model magazines.
Coach McGuirk: [disappointed] Oh.
