Goonies

Elgin Perkins:
Is your mommy here?

Brandon Walsh:
No, sir. Actually, she's out at the market buying Pampers for all us kids.

Stef:
This is ridiculous. It's crazy. I feel like I'm babysitting, except I'm not getting paid.

Francis Fratelli:
Tell us everything! Everything!

Chunk:
Everything. OK! I'll talk! In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog... When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch I got nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out... But the worst thing I ever done - I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, t-t-then, I made a noise like this: hua-hua-hua-huaaaaaaa - and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life.

Jake Fratelli:
I'm beginning to like this kid, Ma!

Mouth:
Is this supposed to be water?

Mama Fratelli:
It's wet, ain't it? Drink it!

Mikey:
Goonies never say die!

Sloth:
Hey, you guys!

Andy:
I can't tell... if it's an "A sharp" or if it's a "B flat"!

Mikey:
Heh, if you hit the wrong note, we'll all "B flat!"

Chunk:
Shame, shame!

Data:
I know your name!

Mouth:
Come on, Brand! Slip her the tongue!

Stef:
Oh, that's disgusting. Now I can't even look.

Mikey:
Don't you realize? The next time you see sky, it'll be over another town. The next time you take a test, it'll be in some other school. Our parents, they want the best of stuff for us. But right now, they got to do what's right for them. Because it's their time. Their time! Up there! Down here, it's our time. It's our time down here. That's all over the second we ride up Troy's bucket.

Chunk:
Listen, okay? You guys'll never believe me. There was two cop cars, okay? And they were chasing this four-wheel deal, this real neat ORV, and there were bullets flying all over the place. It was the most amazing thing I ever saw!

Mikey:
More amazing than the time Michael Jackson come over to your house to use the bathroom.

Brandon Walsh:
More amazing than the time you saved those old people from that nursing home fire, right?

Mouth:
Yeah, and I bet it was even more amazing than the time you ate your weight in Godfather's pizza, right?

Chunk:
Okay, Brand. Michael Jackson didn't come over to my house to use the bathroom. But his sister did.

Chunk:
Mikey, Mikey, come on, our parents are worried. It's dinnertime. Why don't we go home?

Mikey:
Home? What home? In a couple more hours, it ain't gonna be home anymore. Come on, guys, this is our time. Our last chance to see if there really is any rich stuff. We've got to.

Stef:
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, stop, stop! You can't do this.

Data:
Why?

Mikey:
Why?

Stef:
Because these are somebody else's wishes. They're somebody else's dreams.

Mouth:
Yeah, but you know what? This one, this one right here. This was my dream, my wish. And it didn't come true. So I'm taking it back. I'm taking them all back.

Mouth:
Lookit! I got an idea. Why don't we just put chocolate all over the floor and let Chunk eat his way through?

Mouth:
I've got an idea. Why don't we just spread chocolate all over the floor and let Chunk eat his way through?

Chunk:
Okay, Mouth. I've taken all I can stand... and I can't stand no more!

Chunk:
I got it! I got it! I got it!

Chunk:
I don't got it.

Chunk:
Hope it's not a deposit bottle!

Chunk:
Sixteen thrity-two. What is that? A year?

Mouth:
No, it's your top score on Pole Position.

Data:
Pinchers of Peril... saved by my Pinchers of Peril!

Andy:
I hit the wrong note. I'm not Liberace you know!

Mama Fratelli:
The only thing we serve here is tongue! You boys like tongue?

Data:
Holy S-H-I-T!

Chunk:
Mikey, Mikey, this ain't the kind of place you want to go to the bathroom in.

Mama Fratelli:
Why not?

Chunk:
Because they might have daddy longlegs and um... dead things, Mikey. DEAD THINGS!

Mouth:
Senior Jerk Alert!

Mikey:
I swear on my life! They've got an... an 'IT!' A giant 'IT!' When it came into the light it was all gross and distorted, and, and...

Brandon Walsh:
Yeah, kinda like your brain, right lame-o? Say goodbye to your little pals.

Mama Fratelli:
Kids suck.

Mikey:
You idiot you glued it on upside down.

Chunk:
It looks fine to me.

Irene Walsh:
Brandon Walsh! If you don't bring those kids back I'm going to commit Harri Krishna!

Brandon Walsh:
That's Hari Kari, Ma!

Chunk:
How's this?

Mikey:
Oh, you idiot! You glued it on upside-down!

Brandon Walsh:
If God made it that way, you'd all be pissing in your faces!

Chunk:
Looks fine to me.

Brandon Walsh:
I'm gonna hit you so hard that when you wake up your clothes will be out of style!

Chunk:
I just saw the most amazing thing in my entire life!

Mouth:
First you gotta do the truffle shuffle.

Chunk:
Look at this. They've got Misissippi Mud and they've got Chocolate Eruption and they've got what?

Chunk:
It's a stiff.

Irene Walsh:
Brandon I want you to keep your brother inside I don't want him to catch a cold.

Brandon Walsh:
He should be put in a plastic bubble.

Irene Walsh:
I'm serious Brandon! That's not funny. If he takes one step outside and you'll be in the deepest, absolutely the deepest, shi, shi, shi...

Brandon Walsh:
Sh*t ma!

Irene Walsh:
I don't like that language but that's exactly what you're going to be in, and you Data.

Data:
Data

Irene Walsh:
Data use the front door from now on okay? What is that?

Mikey:
What are you doing? Those tires cost $500. They're his most favorite thing in the world.

Mouth:
Now they're his most flattest thing in the world. Let's go!

Brandon Walsh:
My new tires! They popped my new tires those son of a... I'm going to kill...

Brandon Walsh:
Thanks kid! I appreciate it.

Mouth:
Chunk, I'm pretty much ODing on all your bullshit stories!

Chunk:
Ah, Sh*t!

Mama Fratelli:
Trust your dear old mother boys. Throw 'er into four-wheel drive and hold on to your hats.

Chunk:
Hello, Sheriff's Office? I'd like to report a murder!

Sheriff:
Hold on, hold on a minute. Is that you again, Lawrence?

Chunk:
Listen, Sheriff, I know I've jerked you around before, but this is for real now. I'm in the Fratellis' basement, with this guy...

Sloth:
Rocky Road? Heh Heh!

Sheriff:
Yeah, like that time you told me about the fifty Iraniana terrorists who took over all the Sizzler steakhouses in the city?

Chunk:
Sloth, get back here! Sloth!

Sheriff:
Just like that last prank about all those little creatures that multiply when you throw water on them?

Sheriff:
Lawrence?

Mouth:
C'mon Mikey, give me a lickery kiss!

Andy:
Do you think theres really any treasure here?

Mikey:
Andy this whole ship is a treasure.

Stef:
Data where are you going?

Data:
I'm setting booty traps.

Stef:
You mean booby traps?

Data:
THATS WHAT I SAID! BOOBY TRAPS! God. These Guys!

Andy:
Brand... What happened to your braces?

Brandon Walsh:
Braces? I don't wear braces, Mikey wears bra... Mikey! That son of a...

Andy:
Shhh!

Chunk:
I'm not all alone in the dark. I like the dark. I love the dark.

Chunk:
But I hate nature! I HATE nature!

Data:
I am wondering... what is in the bag?

Troy Perkins:
Andy, you goonie!

Mikey:
What about the loot?

Brandon Walsh:
What about our lives?

Chunk:
Hey, mister? Are you hungry? I got a Baby Ruth.

Sloth:
Ruth! Ruth! Baby! Ruth!

Chunk:
Here you go.

Chunk:
I'm sorry, mister! I'm sorry!

Chunk:
Gee, mister. You're even hungrier than I am.