Honey, I Shrunk the Kids

Nick: I'm on a special diet. No toxic waste.

Amy: I don't think we're in Kansas anymore, Toto.
Nick: I don't think we're in the food chain anymore, Dorothy.

Nick: We're now a quarter of an inch tall, and sixty four feet from the house. That's an equivalent of three-point-two miles. That's a long way. Even for a man of science.

Nick: When we crashed, my entire life flashed before my eyes. It didn't take too long.

Nick: We could be anywhere now.
Russ: I think we're still in your yard.
Nick: How do you know?
Russ: Any other yard the grass would be shorter.

Nick: Where'd you learn artificial respiration?
Russ: French class, kid.

Big Russ Thompson: The early worm catches the fish, Russell. Remember that.

Russell 'Russ' Thompson, Jr.: Something tells me we're not going fishing this weekend.
Ronald 'Ron' Thompson: That should make you happy.
Russell 'Russ' Thompson, Jr.: Blow it out your shorts, Ron!

Amy Szalinski: If you were my brother, I'd put myself up for adoption.
Ronald 'Ron' Thompson: Yeah? I hope your face ends up on a milk carton.

Mae Thompson: How did this happen?
Russell 'Russ' Thompson, Sr.: Let me handle this. How did this happen?

Russell 'Russ' Thompson, Sr.: When I was your age, I put on twenty pounds of pure unadulterated blitz-the-quaterback-and-rip-his-head-off muscle, Russell!

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