Herbert Cadbury: NEVER mess with a man with sensitive teeth!
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Herbert Cadbury: NEVER mess with a man with sensitive teeth!
Reginald: This is a cappuccino. I asked for a DECAF CAFFE LATTE, you incompetent imbecile!
Regina Rich: Oh, my God, my nose! I look like Michael Jackson!
Omar: That's not a house, it's a whole 'hood!
Professor Keenbean: Hey! Need a new bed pan? I know I do!
Pee-Wee: This place probably's got its own zip code!
Van Dough: You told me what this machine can do to a person. How'd you like to spend the rest of your life as a bedpan?
Regina Rich: Oh my god, my nose. I look like Michael Jackson.
Sculptress: HEY, PAULA! LISTEN UP! SUCK IN THE CHEEKS!
Richie Rich: We simply cannot let our competition be nuttier than we are.
Van Dough: No, clockwise. I said, massage CLOCKWISE. Migranes are bad enough without your incompetence. Get out!
Ferguson: Guess what, Professor? In 30 seconds, you won't even recognize your little friends anymore!
Herbert Cadbury: NEVER mess with a man with sensitive teeth!
Reginald: This is a cappuccino. I asked for a DECAF CAFFE LATTE, you incompetent imbecile!
Omar: That's not a house, it's a whole 'hood!
Professor Keenbean: Hey! Need a new bed pan? I know I do!
Pee-Wee: This place probably's got its own zip code!
Professor Keenbean: My inventions!
Reginald: This is a cappuccino. I asked for a DECAF CAFFE LATTE, you incompetent imbecile!
Regina Rich: Oh, my God, my nose! I look like Michael Jackson!
Pee-Wee: This place probably's got its own zip code!
Herbert Cadbury: NEVER --- mess with a man with --- sensitive --- TEETH!
Van Dough: This is incredible! This is amazing! This is -... Van Dough: This is... this is junk! Regina Rich: Junk? Van Dough: Bronze dog bones? What - Accordions? Baby pictures, tricycles, kites... Van Dough: Bowling trophies? Richard Rich Sr.: Oh, do you remember that, darling? Regina Rich: Our first date! Van Dough: What is all of this crap? Regina Rich: These are our priceless possessions! Van Dough: Where are the gold bars... the diamonds... the negotiable bearer bonds? The money! Van Dough: WHERE'S THE MONEY? Richard Rich Sr.: In banks, where else? And the stock market, real estate... Van Dough: No! Is this some kind of joke? You're telling me there's not one single solitary gold bar, or emerald, or $1,000 bill in this *entire mountain*? Richard Rich Sr.: Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, Lawrence, but that's not what we treasure. Van Dough: Shoot them! Shoot them now, please!
Richard Rich Sr.: How do you put up with me, Regina? Regina Rich: Well, you do have $70 billion. Richard Rich Sr.: Is that the ONLY reason? Regina Rich: No. You also have a **cute butt**. Richard Rich Sr.: Hey, Cadbury, did you hear that? Herbert Cadbury: Indeed, sir. Madam admires your BUTT. I'm most dee-LIGHTed for you.
Richard Rich Sr.: I must say, Regina, now our son really *is* the richest boy in the world. Regina Rich: He has *friends.* Regina Rich: ... And in about half a year, he'll have something else that money can't give him, but *we* can. Richard Rich Sr.: Oh? Whatever might *that* be? Regina Rich: ... A baby sister. Herbert Cadbury: ... Well, old boy, here we go again.
Ferguson: It's my duty to protect him. Herbert Cadbury: Yes,very well, Mr. Ferguson, but if you grab him like that again, it is YOU who will need protecting.
Diane Pazinski: Poor kid. Dave Walter: Poor kid? What are you talking about? He's the richest kid in the world! Diane Pazinski: You don't have children, do you, Dave?
Van Dough: I'm all in favor of charity, sir. But your donations are costing the corporation $1 billion a year, and I think it's time we asked ourselves: What are we getting for it? Regina Rich: What are we getting for it? Why, we're getting food banks, medical clinics, shelters for the homeless-! Richard Rich Sr.: Now, Regina, calm down! It's my job to keep an eye on the bottom line. Van Dough: Which is why I have to oppose the United Tool acquisition. We should be getting rid of dead weight, not acquiring more. Richard Rich Sr.: I agree. That's why I am getting rid of United Tool... Regina Rich: Richard! All those people and their jobs! Van Dough: That is brilliant. I should've thought of it myself. We buy the company in bankruptcy, level the factories... Richard Rich Sr.: No, I'm keeping the factory open. Van Dough: Then we go in and bust the unions, slash benefits, and after that sell the company. Right? Richard Rich Sr.: No. We give it away. Van Dough: We git it a - - Van Dough: We give it away. Richard Rich Sr.: Absolutely! We modernize it, of course, and retool. Then we turn the factory over to the workers.
Richard Rich Sr.: We ain't got a barrel of money. Regina Rich: Maybe we're ragged and funny. Richard Rich Sr., Regina Rich: But we'll travel along-singing our song-side by side. Vault Security System: Code accepted. Van Dough: Thank you, Beavis and Butthead.
Diane Pazinski: You got a first name? Herbert Cadbury: Of course. Diane Pazinski: And? Herbert Cadbury: Herbert. Diane Pazinski: Herb! Herbert Cadbury: No, it's HERBERT. I'm not a seasoning.
Herbert Cadbury: Yeah, this is Nash. False alarm. Everything's slicker than the snot on a doorknob. Herbert Cadbury: I heard it in prison. TV Guard: Roger that. TV Guard: I think those Twinkies are starting to rot his brain.
Richard Rich Sr.: Darling. We have Glasses to help us SEE better, and hearing aids to help us HEAR better. Why shouldn't we have something to help us SMELL better? Regina Rich: We do, dear. It's called Chanel.
Herbert Cadbury: Thank heavens! My teeth wear starting to grow fur. Herbert Cadbury: Oh! Talk about extra-strength tartar control.
Richard Rich Sr.: Well, that's it, honey. We're out of Perrier, the caviar's gone, and there's no more melba toast. The only thing we've got left is a bottle of Dom. Regina Rich: And this little pack of Bubblicious. Richie's favorite. He's only twelve years old, Richard. He's just a boy... Regina Rich: Oh, my God! We're saved! Richard Rich Sr.: What? Regina Rich: My Louis! Darling, my suitcase. Regina Rich: My makeup case, my dresses, my Karl Lagerfeld, my Bill Blass... Richard Rich Sr.: My tuxedo. Now we can throw a dinner party - Wait a minute. Here's something we CAN use. Regina Rich: Richard, don't you think this is an odd time to start shaving your legs? Richard Rich Sr.: No, Regina. This is might be the very thing that saves us. The very thing. Yes! Regina Rich: Richard, darling, you've been too long at sea.
Regina Rich: Richard, if we ever get out of this, I'm gonna soak for a week in a vat of Oil of Olay... Why haven't they found us yet? Richard Rich Sr.: Probably because the locator-transmitter in the plane is under a mile of water. So unless we find a Radio Shack out here at sea, we can forget about getting my Dadlink to work. Regina Rich: There's only one person ruthless enough to set off a bomb on our plane. When I get my fingers on him, I'll-... Richard Rich Sr.: Now, Regina, we don't know for sure who it was. Regina Rich: Oh, Richard, wake up and smell the seaweed. Regina Rich: You should have fired him years ago! Richard Rich Sr.: Darling, I have never fired anyone in my life, and I don't intend to start now. Regina Rich: But, Van Dough! Richard Rich Sr.: He thought Richie was on the plane with us. Richard Rich Sr.: Regina, we have to survive! If only to warn Richie, his life could be in real danger.
Richie Rich: Come on. Let me hit. Gloria: Forget it; you probably couldn't even hit a BEACH BALL! Richie Rich: I could hit it off of YOU. Gloria: All right - You think you're so hot? Put your money where your mouth is! Richie Rich: You mean bet? Tony: Yeah. $5 says she could put you away for keeps. Gloria: $5? How about $10? Richie Rich: Okay - Seems a little steep, but $10 thousand it is. Gloria: No, not $10 thousand. Ten **dollars**. Richie Rich: Oh, $10. Okay. Herbert Cadbury: Master Richie, I do think it unseemly in the extreme for you to take these - children's money. Gloria: What are you doing, Mr. Fancy Pants? Asking the old guy for batting tips? Herbert Cadbury: Take their backsides to the cleaners, Master Richie.
Herbert Cadbury: ...Sir, your Latin tutorial has been moved back an hour; that gives you time for a spot of polo. Then on to your tax-law seminar. Oh, and this coming weekend, big treat: You and your parents are flying to London to take tea with Her Majesty... Is something amiss, sir? Richie Rich: First, my friends are too busy to hang out with me... And now, *I'M* too busy to hang out with me.
Herbert Cadbury: You can't play with THESE children. I must protest! Richie Rich: Cadbury, CHILL. I'll be fine. Herbert Cadbury: But they probably haven't even been VACCINATED!
Herbert Cadbury: Come along sir, you mustn't keep your personal trainer waiting. Richie Rich: Tell Arnold I really don't feel like excercising today. Aerobics Instructor: I hope you don't mind, but Arnold cancelled. So I'll be filling in. My name is Claudia. Richie Rich: Yikes! Richie Rich: Cadbury, about Arnold... Herbert Cadbury: Arnold's history, sir. Aerobics Instructor: All the way back down, stretch and back up.
Diane Pazinski: I hope you didn't go to much trouble, you know, with the food and all. Herbert Cadbury: Not at all Madam, I've prepared a simple yet elegant menu: Consommé, fruits de mer, poulet, pommes dauphonoise AND... A bombe surprise! Diane Pazinski: Mmmm... Sounds delicious Herbert Cadbury: However, Master Richie was of the opinion that his young guests deserve a break today.
Van Dough: 37-and-a-half miles of driveway, and you park in the 5 feet with a puddle! Chauffeur: I'm very sorry, sir. Van Dough: You're very sorry? Well, in that case, find another job.
Regina Rich: Oh, Richard, you're not seriously considering giving the queen the Smellmaster for her birthday? Richard Rich Sr.: Why not, Regina? I think she'd get a kick out of it! Anything to take her mind off those children of hers.
Herbert Cadbury: Excuse me, Master Richie. Sensing you were at a loose end, I've arranged for a little entertainment. Richie Rich: I'm really not in the mood for the Vienna Boys' Choir today, Cadbury. Thanks anyhow. Herbert Cadbury: Sadly, the choir was unbelievable, sir. But I did make **other arrangements**. Richie Rich: Wow ---! Thanks, Cadbury --- I owe you one!
Richie Rich: If any one of you guys wanna turn back, now's the time. Gloria: No way. Would you turn back if you were us? We're with you, Richie.
Omar: Hey man, you nervous or something? Tony: No. Whaddaya talkin' about. Omar: DID YOU FART? Tony: Nah. Omar: Man, you cut the cheese! Tony: Whoever smelt it dealt it. Omar: Well, whoever denied it supplied it.
Herbert Cadbury: After all that this family has done for you, and this is how you behave? Ferguson: Well, yeah, so I guess I won't be getting that EMPLOYEE OF THE YEAR AWARD, after all, eh?
