The Secret of NIMH (1982)

Dom DeLuise: Jeremy

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• Jeremy : Miss Bris. Oh, Bris. Where are you?

  Mrs. Brisby : Over here.

  Jeremy : [Arrives with bag of string]  Here it is. I brought the whole nest. There's plenty more where this came from, too. I've got connections. Hey, your house is moved. Oh, no! What am I gonna do with all this string?

  Mrs. Brisby : You'll think of something.

  Jeremy : [sigh]  What's the use. What's a guy like me going to do with a love nest, anyway?

  [as he starts to leave Jeremy is knocked over by another crow] 

  Jeremy : [groans]  Excuse me, pardon me.

  Miss Right : Excuse me, pardon me.

  Cynthia : Look, mommy, another turkey.

• Jeremy : Well, do you like me?

  Mrs. Brisby : Of course I like you. Bye now.

  [resumes her journey home] 

  Jeremy : No, I mean. I mean... I mean you don't think I'm clumsy or anything?

  [loses balance, falls through hole] 

• Jeremy : If I had actually been near a cat, I'd be sneezing my brains out. See, I'm allergic to... I'm allergic to... I'm allergic to... I'm a...

  [sneezes] 

• Jeremy : I haven't found Miss Right yet. But when I do,

  [sings] 

  Jeremy : the whole world will hear us singing.

• Mrs. Brisby : If you're going to feather a nest, you've got a lot to learn about how to treat a lady.

  Jeremy : Right. When you're right, you're right. And you're right. None of the girls I meet wanna get serious.

  Mrs. Brisby : I doubt they'd survive.

• [repeated line] 

  Jeremy : Excuse me, pardon me.

• Jeremy : [needs something to impress a female crow he just met]  Mrs. Bris, Mrs. Bris, let me have the sparkly! I gotta have the sparkly. Mrs. B, I gotta have it. Girls can't resist a sparkly. Please. Please!

  Mrs. Brisby : I gave it to Justin.

  Jeremy : Justin? Who the heck is Justin?

  Mrs. Brisby : The leader of the rats.

  Jeremy : "The leader of the rats." How could you do this to me? What'll I say, Mrs. B? What'll I do?

  Mrs. Brisby : Well, Just be... Be athletic!

  Jeremy : That's right. Athletic.

  [gets up and starts running back to female crow] 

  Jeremy : I'll just be a little...

  [trips over Cynthia] 

• Jeremy : I think I got real potential. I mean, girls go for the athletic type, don't they?

  Mrs. Brisby : Jeremy, you're stepping on my tail.

  Jeremy : Oh, yeah. Excuse me. Pardon me.

• Mrs. Brisby : Jeremy?

  Jeremy : [shushes]  I'm being followed.

  Mrs. Brisby : Followed?

  Jeremy : There's a crazy lady with a hat. She has big teeth, she tied me up, and then...

  [Sees Mrs. Brisby's amulet] 

  Jeremy : A sparkly.

  Mrs. Brisby : What?

  Jeremy : You're wearing a sparkly. Can I hold? Please, can I?

  Mrs. Brisby : Jeremy, listen.

  Jeremy : [still mesmerized by the amulet]  Wow.

  Mrs. Brisby : I need lots and lots of string.

  Jeremy : String.

  Mrs. Brisby : To move the block.

  Jeremy : Move the block. Hey! I've got string. I've been saving them.

  Mrs. Brisby : You do?

  Jeremy : Oh, sure. Red ones, blue ones, green, yellow...

  Mrs. Brisby : Pay attention. Got get all the strings you can.

  Jeremy : Okay. That'll take all day.

  Mrs. Brisby : Good. Get going.

  Jeremy : I... I just thought I'd mention in passing... I've always wanted a sparkly of my very own.

  Mrs. Brisby : Will you get going?

  Jeremy : Sure. Excuse me. Pardon me. Bye.

• Auntie Shrew : You think the world owes you a living, right?

  Jeremy : Right.

  Auntie Shrew : Wrong!

  Jeremy : Wrong!

• Jeremy : Say! You were a girl once. You can teach me how to... You know, how to...

  Mrs. Brisby : Behave yourself?

  Jeremy : I'm not that bad. I just need a few pointers to polish my style.

  [trips and falls down] 

  Mrs. Brisby : Jeremy, I've got to go home.

  Jeremy : [stutters]  Let me fly you home. We can talk on the way.

  Mrs. Brisby : Oh, no, thank you. I'm afraid of heights.

  Jeremy : Okay, then. We'll walk.

• Martin : Well, I guess we better untie him.

  Teresa : But, Martin.

  Martin : Hey! Mom helped a crow in the field the day before yesterday.

  Cynthia : He's trying to talk.

  Teresa : He looks like a loony.

  Martin : He even took her to see the... The Great Owl.

  Teresa : So?

  Martin : This could be the same crow.

  Jeremy : That's me. I am the crow. Untie me quick. I can't stand it.

  Teresa : What are you doing here?

  Jeremy : It's a good question, but don't ask. The legs, the legs, the legs!

  [Falls down] 

  Cynthia : Aw, the poor turkey fall down.

  Jeremy : I'm not a turkey! Your mother...

  Teresa : Where's our mother?

  Jeremy : Hold it. No.

  Martin : You big buzzard. Where's our mother? You better tell me or I'll...

  Jeremy : You're tickling!

  Martin : Or I'll tie you back up again.

  Jeremy : The rosebush to see the rats.

  Teresa : Did you take our mother to the rats?

  Martin : I'm gonna go look for her.

  Jeremy : No, no, listen. Hold it. Wait a minute. The rats, they're friendly. Good. Tonight, stay. They're coming here to move your house where it's safe. Understand? Stay. The Owl said they're good and smart. Get it?

  Martin : You're right. He's a loony.

• Jeremy : Nice evening, huh? I told you you'd love flying.

  Mrs. Brisby : I don't know how I let you talk me into this.

• Mrs. Brisby : Well, you keep making all that noise and Dragon will hear you. If he hasn't already.

  Jeremy : Wouldn't you sing, too? I mean, if you felt...

  [laughs] 

  Jeremy : if you felt the call of the wild?

  Mrs. Brisby : I would... I would not if I knew there was a cat nearby.

  Jeremy : But... But she's out there. Somewhere. And when I find her, I'll feel it way down in my wishbone. I'd... What cat?

• Jeremy : Well, let me explain... What a lovely hat you're wearing.

  Auntie Shrew : Don't you sweet talk me.

• [Jeremy sneaks up behind her wearing a human blouse like a large hooded robe - he pulls the "hood" back] 

  Mrs. Brisby : [surprised]  Jeremy? What on Earth?

  Jeremy : [whispering]  I'm in disguise.

  [laughs] 

  Mrs. Brisby : Jeremy, please. Not now. I'm trying to find the entrance. And these thorns are very dense.

• Jeremy : Hey, there's a cat out there.

  Mrs. Brisby : Quiet. Does he see you?

  Jeremy : No.

  [wheezing] 

  Jeremy : Yes.

  Mrs. Brisby : Stand perfectly still.

  Jeremy : Everything's fine. He's headed right for us.

  Mrs. Brisby : Don't panic. Fast or slow?

  Jeremy : Medium. Make that fast. Very fast. I have to go now. Excuse me.

• Jeremy : You can't leave me here like... There's a... There's a... He's very big

  [stammers] 

  Auntie Shrew : Good. Good riddance. Teresa, Martin! That's the least you deserve.

  Teresa : Auntie.

  Auntie Shrew : There you are! Keep an eye on this hooligan. Make sure he doesn't get away until I can get help. And as for you, you black buzzard, I wouldn't try anything. I shall return.