The Iron Giant1999

Kent:
Hey, mind if I ask you a few questions there, buckaroo? Now, why would you tell your mom about a giant robot, slugger? So, what'd you see at the power station, huh, tiger? Tell anyone else about this, buddy? How big is this thing, Ranger? Been in the forest lately, Junior? Hey, where you goin'? Champ? Slugger? Hey, Cowboy, where you goin'? Where you goin'?

Hogarth:
[exasperated] I'M GOIN' OUT! [takes his jacket]

Annie:
Well, why don't you take Mr. Mansley with you, show him the sights?

Hogarth:
Oh, Mom, the sights?

Kent:
[puts his fedora on] Hey, I'd love that. Give us a chance to get acquainted, swap some stories. Huh, chief?

Dean:
There are two kinds of metal in this yard: Scrap and art. If you gotta eat one of them, eat the scrap. What you currently have IN YOUR MOUTH IS ART!

Giant:
[takes the art scrap out of his mouth] Hmm. Art?

[Dean looks at him, annoyed. Giant mashes up the scrap some more, trying to repair it.]

Dean:
Forget it. Forget it. [Giant puts down the damaged art scrap on the ground.] It's gone. It's-- [Dean notices the readjustment of the art scrap and is amazed] Hmm. That's not bad.