Ginny:
You have a divine animal right to protect your own life and the life of your offspring.
[
Fighting with Mitch]
Slim:
Self-defense is not murder.
Mitch:
You'll never see Gracie again.
Slim:
You never will.
Mitch:
[
answering the phone] Is this my little croissant?
Slim:
No, it's your loaf of bread.
Gracie:
What's "tainted", is that like "painted"?
Slim:
Are you scared?
Mitch:
Of what?
Slim:
Of me.
Gracie:
I like going by Grandma's, but do we have to drive for 55 hours, just to reach some phone booth? Can we call Daddy this time?
Slim:
No!
Gracie:
PLEASE, PLEASE...
Slim:
Stop begging, you look like a dog.
Slim:
So do we like it here?
Gracie:
Why? Are we moving again?
Slim:
No...
Gracie:
GOOD! 'Cause I'm sick, and tired to death, of moving!
Waitress:
Hi sweetie, what's your name?
Gracie Hiller:
[
after Slim tells her to drop her chosen name "Queen Elizabeth] I don't know.
[
Slim has just talked to Mitch's mother]
Mitch:
Whatever happened to privacy?
Slim:
Well, I guess it's dead, along with chivalry and fidelity.
Mitch:
All right, man against woman. Is that really fair?
Slim:
Fair for whom?
Ginny:
He likes you!
Slim:
He's a dick.
Slim:
[
Slim has just finished explaining to Gracie why they need to run away and change their identity] ... but you cannot call me Slim.
Gracie:
But I never call you Slim. I don't think you are that slim.
Slim:
Oh, thanks a lot.
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