Lighten up, Francis.
I do not believe you realize the gravity of your situation.
I must admit that I’m slightly at a loss for words. But on the other hand, I should warn you that you are a killer and you are wanted by the police in every state and I recommend that you, uh… be careful.
I’ll be careful.
You’ll be dead!
'Cause that’s a murder house.
Ready, set, go!
Run, Forrest, run!
“Cool Runnings” means “Peace be the journey.”
The road goes ever on and on.
The welcome mat is out, and you’re comin’ home.
Grandpa Martin Vanderhoff : How would you like to come over to our house and work on your gadgets?
Poppins : Your house? Well I don’t know, thank you.
Grandpa Martin Vanderhoff : Oh go on, you’ll love it. Everybody at over at our place does just what he wants to do.
Poppins : Really?
Grandpa Martin Vanderhoff : Mmm-hmmmm.
Poppins : That must be wonderful. But how would I live?
Grandpa Martin Vanderhoff : The same way we do.
Poppins : The same way? Well who takes care of you?
Grandpa Martin Vanderhoff : The same One that takes care of the lilies of the field, Mr. Poppins, except that we toil a little, spin a little, have a barrel of fun. If you want to, come on over and become a lily too.
The house always wins.
The house takes care of itself.
Arrrrgh, trespasser!!! Do you want to be eaten alive???
She doesn’t get eaten by the eels at this time.
Fellows, let’s be reasonable, huh? This is not the time or the place to perform some kind of a half-assed autopsy on a fish… And I’m not going to stand here and see that thing cut open and see that little Kintner boy spill out all over the dock.
First time?
I don’t have to take this abuse from you, I’ve got hundreds of people dying to abuse me.
Keep your hands to yourself, you… you… that’s what you are!
One false move and I’m yours.