Racing Stripes

"Well, well, well, look what the cat drugged in. (Chuckles)"

"Finally, some peace and quiet. Y'all go ahead. Bye-bye, now. I'll just stay here and watch the palace for shizzle. Woof. [snores]"

"Well, maybe to you. It's like this: Humans race, horses race. There was even a Chicken Run, but there's never been a goat race. Ever, ever, ever. Get the picture, Franny?"

"[to Franny] And you, Miss Softy, you just let him go, didn't you? [turns to Goose] Goose, time to earn your keep."

"To me, you're just a horse with stripes who needs an attitude adjustment."

"You know what I used to tell all my racers? "Don't look back, leave it all on the track.""

"Come on, Sandy."

"[secretly watching Stripes and Trenton's Pride at the Blue Moon Races shortly before they race] You got guts, kid."

"Well, subdivide me and Kentucky fry me!"

"This is Reggie Red Rooster with the farm report! In sports news, Goose the pelican dropped the motorcycle in the first round, then for good measure, taught the truck a lesson as well."

"[About Goose] Gentlemen, don't let the feathers fool ya, this dude's dangerous. He's a killin' machine disguised as an idiot."

"Doesn't anybody have a clock?!"

"If you build it, they will come."

"You always have something in your teeth, Ruffshodd."

"Well, unfortunately, I don't race nobodies."

"Come on, Stripey, try and keep up. See you, loser."

"Hey, Stripey! Did you really think that you could beat a trained professional?"

"Grow up, dad!"

"[to Stripes] My father was wrong about you. You're a great racer."

"[Flying over the Walsh farm] Would ya get a load 'a this dump?! Even old McDonald wouldn't want this farm."

"Hey, moron! Up here!"

"[As he is attacking the motorcycle] Okasaka! Slap-a-face-a! Break-a-bones-a! Ha, he, ha, he, he, he, ha, he, ha, ha, ha, he!"

"Let me tell you something. I've made a few clams on the [w:Ponies ponies]. This guy's all hair and no brains."

"Let me guess: His parole officer's caught up with him. Don't let him take you alive, kid."

"Look, here's the whole spaghetti sauce. I'm a hit bird. And when Sammy the [w:Gull|Gull] needs a lesson taught, the Goose is the guy he calls. Only this last job, I had a little mishap. Instead of hitting Freddie the [w:Flamingo|Flamingo] like I was supposed to, I hit Sammy's capo, Johnny [w:Stork|Stork]anado. And now Sammy, Freddie, and Johnny, they're all after me."

"Hey, be careful, pony boy, or someday somebody's gonna wake up with your head in their bed."

"Watch it, stumpy. I'd cut you off at the knees, but it looks like somebody's beat me to it."

"Proof? You want proof, huh? You see, Rusty the rotating rooster up there? Huh? Huh? He's about to get Goosed."

"Okay, adjust for the wind. Nice level flight. Come on, Goose, use the Force."

"Oh, you're funny. But there's only room for one wise guy on this farm. And by the way, you should know that Goose is a name that strikes fear into anyone on the East Coast."

"All right, because you look a little slow, I'll skip the salad and get right to the risotto. Let's just say I'm having a little disagreement with my family. We disagree on whether or not they should whack me. Name's Goose."

"So, that's how we land in the big city. If there's no parking space, you make one. Any of you mugs got a problem with that?"

"Boy, will you get a load of this dump? Even old MacDonald wouldn't want this farm. But it's perfect. Miles from the Jersey shore, not an ocean in sight, not even a birdbath. No one will look for a classy guy like the Goose here. Oh, oh, watch where you're going. That's my knees!"

"Hey, are you a small horse or some sort of an ass? 'Cause you look like an ass to me."

"I love Mother Goose! I also love Nursery songs!"

"Stop calling me names!"

"How can they allow this to happen?"

"I want my mommy!"

"I want to ride on Mother Goose!"

"Oh, come on, man. That song's already ruined. You need some good tunes like this. [Imitates guitar and sings] Can't touch this./Music hits me so hard/Makes me say "Oh, my Lord./Thank you for giving me with a mind to rhyme and a do-da-dee...""

"Hey, we made it, man. Nice. I'm sure that beats flying."

"It's the filly. It always is. Hey! Hey, she's from Philly. I didn't know she was from Philly. Oh, man, I love those Philly cheese steaks. Or any kind of cheese, really. Or, actually, any kind of food from anywhere... especially candy and poop. What were we talking about?"

"Sir Trenton: Well, well, well. What have we here? [chuckles] 1987 VHS of Songs from Mother Goose."

"Sir Trenton: Leave me alone!"

"Ruffshodd: Sir Trenton is so stupid than Stripes."

"What is that dreadful child up to now?"

"[to Channing] This is a racetrack, dear, not the Serengeti."

"Now you give it all you got."

"[to Channing after Stripes won] Your mother would be so proud...and so am I."

"Well, like my momma used to say, "You can put your boots in the oven, but that won't make 'em biscuits.""