The Secret of NIMH (1982)
Dom DeLuise: Jeremy
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Quotes
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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]
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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.
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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]
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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.
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[repeated line]
Jeremy : Excuse me, pardon me.
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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]
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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.
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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.
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Auntie Shrew : You think the world owes you a living, right?
Jeremy : Right.
Auntie Shrew : Wrong!
Jeremy : Wrong!
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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?
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Jeremy : Well, let me explain... What a lovely hat you're wearing.
Auntie Shrew : Don't you sweet talk me.
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[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.
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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.
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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.