I’m gonna like it here. It suits my style.
Welcome to Tomorrowland!
So, what’s the sitch?
My name, Stitch.
What’s his name? KUZCOOOOOOO!
Would you like to yell at some cheese?
Creamy, salty-sweet, an oaky nuttiness… You detect that?
Now, you will remember to smile for the camera, won’t you? Say “Cheese”.
There. Like it never even happened.
I was just kidding. It actually ends with them kissing.
Kiss her, Robert! It’s okay.
Yes, you want her. Look at her; you know you do. Possible she wants you too; there is one way to ask her. It don’t take a word, not a single word; go on and kiss the girl!
You can do anything if you imagine it!
I’m sorry, but how can one possibly pay attention to a book with no pictures in it?
Everyone’s talking about it, Belle. It’s not right for a woman to read. Soon they start getting ideas, and thinking…
I’m no fool, no sirree!
Hi-diddley-dee, an actor’s life for me!
Die, wolf costume, die!
For the colony, and for oppressed ants everywhere!
No more caffeine for you.