Chicken Run (2000)

Mel Gibson: Rocky

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• Rocky : Easy, pops. Cockfighting's illegal where I come from.

  Bunty : And where is that exactly?

  Rocky : Just a little place I call the land of the free and the home of the brave.

  Mac : Scotland!

  Rocky : No! America.

• Rocky : Now, the most important thing is we have to work as a team, which means... you do everything I tell you.

• Hen : And what brings you to England, Mr. Rhodes?

  Rocky : Why, all the beautiful English chicks, of course.

• Ginger : I thought you were teaching us how to fly.

  Rocky : That's what I'm doing.

  Ginger : Isn't there usually some flapping involved?

  Rocky : Hey, do I tell you how to lay eggs?

• Rocky : [escaping from circus, shooing through the air] 

  [shouts] 

  Rocky : FREEEEEEEEEEEEDOM!

• Rocky : Listen. Shh. You hear that?

  [silence] 

  Rocky : That's the open road calling my name, and I was born to answer that call. Bye.

  [he leaves] 

  Babs : He must have very good hearing.

• Rocky : The name's Rocky. Rocky the Rhode Island Red. Rhodes for short.

  Hen : Rocky Rhodes?

  Rocky : Catchy, ain't it?

• [Rocky and Ginger are in an oven] 

  Rocky : It's like an oven in here.

• [Fowler is forced to share his bunk with Rocky] 

  Fowler : Absolutely outrageous! Asking a senior officer to share his quarters. And with a noncommissioned Yank, no less. Why, back in my day, I'd never...

  Rocky : Hey! You weren't exactly *my* first choice, either. And scoot over. Your wing's on my side of the bunk.

  Fowler : *Your* side of the bunk? The *whole bunk* is my side of the bunk!

  Rocky : [snapping back]  Just... What's that smell? Is that your breath?

  Fowler : It's absolutely outrageous.

• [encouraging after a failed day of "flying"] 

  Rocky : Ducky, I think you flew four feet today!

  Nick : Right, four feet! From the roof to the ground.

• Rocky : You see, flying takes three things. Hard work, perseverance and-- Hard work.

  Fowler : You said hard work twice!

  Rocky : That's because it takes twice as much work as perseverance.

• Rocky : Guys, you are without a doubt the sneakiest, most light-fingered thieving parasites I've ever met.

  Nick : [flattered]  Oh, don't, don't. Stop it!

  Fetcher : I've gone bright red.

• Ginger : I should turn you in right now.

  Rocky : You wouldn't! Would you?

  Ginger : Give me one reason why I shouldn't.

  Rocky : Because I'm... cute?

  [Ginger squawks to attract the farmer's attention] 

  Rocky : Hey, hey, hey, hey. Wwhat kind of crazy chick are you? Do you know what'll happen if he finds me?

  Ginger : [quoting him]  It's a cruel world.

  Rocky : I just decided, I don't like you.

  Ginger : I just decided, I don't care.

• Rocky : Wait a minute. Let me get this straight. You wanna get every chicken in this place out of here *at the same time*?

  Ginger : Of course.

  Rocky : You're certifiable! You can't pull off a stunt like that; that's suicide.

  Ginger : Where there's a will, there's a way.

  Rocky : Couldn't agree more. And I *will* be leaving *that* way.

• Fowler : I don't like the look of this one. His eyes are too close together.

  Ginger : Fowler, please.

  Fowler : And he's a Yank!

  Rocky : Easy, Pops. Cockfighting is illegal where I come from.

• Ginger : Uh, Mr. Rhodes, perhaps I didn't explain our situation properly. We lay eggs; day in and day out. And when we can't lay any more, they kill us.

  Rocky : It's a cruel world, dollface. Might as well get used to it.

  Ginger : What part of 'They kill us' do you not understand?

• Rocky : [apparently training the chickens]  And left, two, three, and right, two, three and... stop right there.

  [chickens stop leaning to the side, confused] 

  Rocky : Oh, yeah. Down.

  [chickens stoop] 

  Rocky : All right, now: make little circles.

  [chickens start to spin] 

  Rocky : That's it, faster, faster... yeah, that hits the spot...

  Ginger : [Ginger looks up only to see Rocky sighing in contentment getting massaged; she walks over and clears throat; other chickens wander away, embarrassed]  I thought you were going to teach us how to fly.

  Rocky : That's what I'm doing.

  Ginger : Isn't there usually some flapping involved?

  Rocky : Hey. Do I tell you how to lay eggs? Relax. We're making progress!

  Ginger : Really? I can't help feeling we're going around in circles.

  [motions to the spinning chickens behind her] 

  Rocky : What the - ? Hey! Cut it out! You're making *me* dizzy!

  [chickens stop and start stumbling dizzily] 

  Rocky : I think they're ready to fly now.

  Ginger : Good. Because they certainly can't *walk* anymore.

• [during the credits] 

  Nick : The egg, obviously, rolling along, happy as Larry, then crack! Hatches into the first chicken.

  Fetcher : Yeah, but where'd the egg come from, then?

  Nick : What do you mean where'd it come from?

  Fetcher : Egg comes rollin' along, 'appy as Larry, it's wonderin'... where'd it come from? Without a chicken, you get no egg to come rollin' along.

  Nick : Well, conversely, without an egg to hatch into the chicken, there will be no chicken to lay the other egg that hatches into the chicken that lays the egg I mentioned in the first place.

  Nick : So we got two eggs now?

  Fetcher : No, we're still talking about the very first egg.

  Fetcher : Yeah, but what 'appened to the very first chicken?

  Nick : 'E's in the very first egg, aren't you listening?

  Rocky : Uh, guys, guys? We're trying to enjoy paradise over here.

  Nick : Oh, sorry, guv.

  Fetcher : Beg your pardon.

  Nick : Won't happen again.

  Rocky : Thanks.

  Nick : Gitface.

  Fetcher : Pillock.

  Nick : Think he's such a bigshot 'cause he's got his name on a poster. Showbiz folk are all the same.

  Fetcher : Yeah, the rats are the stars, actually. But he does get all the birds

  Nick : Yeah, of course they are. We do all the 'ard work, 'e gets all the credit.

  Fetcher : He gets everything, doesn't he?

  Nick : Yes, he does. Everything.

  Fetcher : You said it, mate.

  Nick : I know.

• Rocky : [lands in dough]  D'oh. Get it? Dough!

  Ginger : I'm stuck!

• Rocky : [Ginger falls down a chute]  Oh, shoot!

  Ginger : [falling]  Rocky!

  Rocky : I'll be down before you can say...

  [spots something about to be dumped on him] 

  Rocky : ... "mixed vegetables"!

• Rocky : What's eating Grandpa?

• Rocky : [to Ginger after being put against the wall]  You know, you're the first chick I ever met with the shell still on.

• Rocky : Ouch! What happened to my wing?

  Ginger : You took a rather nasty fall.

  Mac : [very fast, in strong Scottish accent]  And sprained the anterior tendon connecting your radius to your humerus. I gave her a wee bit of a tweak, Jimmy, and wrapped her up.

  Rocky : Was that English?

• [Rocky is about to be found by the circus] 

  Ginger : [blackmailing him]  Teach us to fly and we'll hide you.

  Rocky : And if I don't?

  [Ginger pulls breath to squawk] 

  Rocky : [stops her]  Was your father by any chance a *vulture*?

• Ginger : Um, I just wanted to say, I may have been a bit harsh at first. Well, what I really mean is: thank you, for saving my life. For saving *our* lives. You know, I come up here every night and look out to that hill, and imagine what it must be like on the other side. It's funny, I've - I've never actually felt grass beneath my feet. I'm sorry. Here I am rambling on about hills and grass, and you had something you wanted to say.

  Rocky : Uh, y-yeah. Um, it's just that, you know... life, as I've experienced it - you know, out there lone free rangin' and stuff - it's, uh... it's full of dissapointment, and, uh...

  Ginger : What, you mean grass isn't all it's cracked up to be?

  Rocky : Grass! Exactly, grass. It's always greener on the other side. And then you get there, and it's brown and prickly. You see what I'm trying to say?

  [Ginger starts nodding but then shakes her head] 

  Rocky : What I'm trying to say is... you're welcome.

  Ginger : You know, that hill is looking closer tonight than it ever has before.

  [Ginger accidentally touches Rocky's hand and they both pull away, embarrased] 

  Ginger : Well, good night... Rocky.

  Rocky : Good night... Ginger.

• Rocky : You know what your problem is? You're... difficult.

  Ginger : Why? Because I'm honest? I *care* about what happens to them! Something I wouldn't expect a Lone Free Ranger to know anything about!

  Rocky : Hey, if that's the way you go about showing it, I hope you never care about me!

  Ginger : I can assure you, I never will.

  Rocky : Good!

  Ginger : Fine!

• Rocky : You see, over in America, we have this rule. If you want to motivate someone, don't - mention - death!

  Ginger : Funny; the rule here is: always tell the truth.

  Rocky : Boy, that's been working like a real charm, hasn't it? Let me give you some free advice: you want them to perform? Tell them what they wanna hear.

  Ginger : You mean lie?

• Rocky : [Presenting himself]  You see, I'm a traveller by nature. I did that whole barnyard thing for a while but I couldn't really get into it.

  [to one of the chickens] 

  Rocky : Hi, how are you?

  [she swoons and faints, Rocky continues] 

  Rocky : Nope! The open road, that's more my style. Yep, just give me a pack on my back and point me where the wind blows. In fact, you know what they call me back home? You're gonna love this: The Lone Free Ranger.

• Rocky : [angry with Ginger]  Listen! I've met some hard-boiled eggs in my day, but I'd say you're about 20 minutes!

• Rocky : Is there a problem here?

  Ginger : Have we flown over that fence?

  Rocky : Not, uh... not quite.

  Ginger : Then there's a problem.

• Mac : [very rapidly, with a thick Scottish accent]  Thrust! I went over my calculations, hen, and I forgot the key element missing is thrust!

  Rocky : [after a long pause]  I didn't get a word of that.

  Mac : Thrust. Other birds, like ducks and geese, when they take off, what do they have?

  [shouts] 

  Mac : Thrust!

  Rocky : I swear she ain't using real words.

  Ginger : She said we need more thrust.

  Rocky : Oh, thrust! Of course we need thrust. Why, thrust and flying are, well, like this.

  [crosses fingers] 

  Rocky : See, that's flying and that's thrust.

• Rocky : Sleep tight, angel face. The Rock's on the case.

• [Rocky was hiding beneath Ginger's nest while Mrs. Tweedy was searching for him] 

  Ginger : Comfortable?

  Rocky : [strained]  Not, really.

  Ginger : [produces a plastic knife to wedge between him and the wood frame]  Maybe this'll help.

• Rocky : What's happening? What's going on?

  Babs : They took Ginger, Mr. Rhodes! They're taking her to the chop!

  Fowler : Well, what are you waiting for, laddie? Fly over there. Save her!

  Rocky : Of course - No, No! That's just what they'd expect. But I say, we give them the old element of surprise.

  Fowler : [chuckling]  And catch Jerry with his trousers down. I like the sound of that; what's the plan?

  Rocky : The plan... um, the plan. The plan! Uh - Babs, give me that thing. Bunty, give me a boost.

• Rocky : ...And the pig says to the horse, "Hey, fella. Why the long face?"

• Rocky : [landing in the farmyard]  Thank you, ladies and gentlemen! You've been a wonderful audience!

  [feeding trough falls on him] 

• Ginger : Looks like I owe you an apology. I didn't think you cared about us, but after all this... Well, it seems I was wrong.

  Rocky : Hey, easy, Miss Hard-boiled. I might think you're turning soft.

• Ginger : You've lied to them!

  Rocky : I didn't lie, doll face. I just... omitted certain truths.