Meet the Robinsons

2007 American animated film

Meet the Robinsons is a 2007 computer-animated family film produced by Walt Disney Pictures about an inventive orphan boy named Lewis, whose world is changed when a boy called Wilbur takes him on a trip to the future to meet Wilbur's family, The Robinsons.

Directed by Stephen Anderson. Written by Don Hall and Nathan Greno.
If you think your family's different, wait 'til you meet the family of the future.


Lewis: I mean, there's so many things in the world that can be improved. Just think of it. Moving sidewalks, flying cars. The possibilities are endless.
Mr. Harrington: Flying cars? Yeah, that's a good one.
Lewis: All it takes is some imagination and a little science, and we can make the world a better place.
Mr. Harrington: Well, these are all interesting ideas. So, what's your favorite sport?
Lewis: Well, does inventing count as a sport?

Mr. Willerstein: Dr. Krunklehorn, I know you're very busy there at Inventco Labs, and we're just so excited to have you as a judge.
Dr. Krunklehorn: It's my pleasure, Mr. Willerstein. Hey, you never know. One of your students may invent the next integrated circuit or microprocessor or integrated circuit. [stops Mr. Willerstein, realizing something] Oh, wait! I said that already. Well, I just don't get out of that lab very much. [looks down at Mr. Willerstein's bow tie he's wearing] Is that a bow tie? I like bow ties. I haven't slept in 8 days!
Mr. Willerstein: Well, can I offer you a cot?
Dr. Krunklehorn: Nope. [places a sticker with a picture of a coffee mug on Mr. Willerstein's forehead] I've got the caffeine patch. I invented it myself. One patch is the equivalent to twelve cups of coffee. You can stay awake for days with no side effects. [screams, scaring Mr. Willerstein] Sorry. Who's that?

Mr. Willerstein: Okay, next up is Lizzy and her fire ant farm.
Lizzy: That's right.
Mr. Willerstein: Lizzy, we talked about the fire ants. You know that they have a tendency to bite people.
Lizzy: Only my enemies.
Mr. Willerstein: Keep moving, shall we? Top notch, Lizzy! Let's not anger her, or make her jumpy in any way.

Lewis: [clears throat] Have you ever forgotten something, and no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't remember it? Well, what happens to these forgotten memories? I propose they're stored somewhere in your brain, and I built a machine that can retrieve them. I call it… the Memory Scanner! [pulls off the blanket, revealing his invention]
Dr. Krucklehorn: It's shiny!
Mr. Willerstein: So, Lewis, how does the Memory Scanner work?
Lewis: First, you input the desired period of time on this keypad. Then, a laser scans the cerebral cortex where memories are stored. The retrieved memory is then displayed on this monitor.
Dr. Krucklehorn: Wrap him up. I'll take two.
Lewis: Now, I'm going back twelve years, three months and eleven days. [inputs the desired time period on the keypad]
Coach: Why that particular day? You didn't think I was paying attention, did you?
Lewis: Well, that was the day… Let's just say that was a very important day of my life.
Coach: Fair enough. Play ball.
Lewis: [starting up his invention] It'll just take a second to get the turbines going.

Lewis: Would you quit that, please? I know you're not a pigeon.
Wilbur: [quickly covers Lewis mouth] You're blowing my cover!
Lewis: We're the only ones up here.
Wilbur: That's just what they want you to think. Now, enough moping. Take this back to the science fair and fix that Memory Scanner.
Lewis: Stop! Stop! Get away from me!
Wilbur: Maybe you've forgotten, I'm a time cop from the future. Should be taken very seriously.
Lewis: [swipes the "badge" out of Wilbur's hand] That's no badge. This is a coupon for a tanning salon! You're a fake.
Wilbur: Okay, you got me. I'm not a cop, but I really am from the future, and there really is this Bowler Hat Guy!
Lewis: [groans] Here we go again.
Wilbur: He stole a time machine, came to the science fair, and ruined your project!
Lewis: My project didn't work because I'm no good. There is no Bowler Hat Guy, there is no time machine, and you're not from the future! YOU'RE CRAZY!
Wilbur: [exclaiming] I am not crazy!
Lewis: Oh, yeah, Captain Time Travel? Prove it.
Wilbur: Uh… um…
Lewis: Yeah, that's what I thought. I'm just gonna lock myself in my room and hide under the covers for a couple years.
Wilbur: If I prove to you I'm from the future, will you go back to the Science Fair?
Lewis: [sarcastically] Yeah, sure, whatever you say. [Wilbur pushes him on to the edge of the roof] Hey, let go of me! What are you doing, let go of me!
Wilbur: Okay! [pushes Lewis off the roof]
Lewis: [screaming; stops in midair, resumes screaming; Wilbur presses a button and a time machine appears] What is this?! Where are we going?!
Wilbur: To the future!

Lewis: Wilbur, this is a Time Machine! Why should I fix my dumb invention when you can take me to see mom, now, in this ship?
Wilbur: Uh… um…
Lewis: I could actually go back to that night and stop her from giving me up.
Wilbur: The answer is not a time machine. [holds up the drawing of the Memory Scanner] It's this!
Lewis: This? You want to know what I think about this? [tears up the drawing]
Wilbur: What are you doing?!
Lewis: I'm sorry, Wilbur. [moves up to take the wheel] You don't know what I've lived through.
Wilbur: Lewis, no!
Lewis: Let go!
Wilbur: You let go!
Lewis: You're not the boss of me!
Wilbur: Yes, I am! 'Cause you're 12 and I'm 13! That makes me older!
Lewis: Well, I was born in the past, which makes me older and the boss of you! [accidentally rips off the steering wheel]
[The Time Machine crashes into a building, damaging one of its wings; Lewis and Wilbur scream while bracing for impact and they crash into a green hill outside the city]
Wilbur: [holds up the steering wheel] I am so dead. I'm not allowed to look at this thing, let alone drive it! Mom and Dad are gonna kill me, and I can tell you this, it will not be done with mercy!
Lewis: Isn't there, like, a Time Machine Repair Shop, or something?
Wilbur: No! There's only two Time Machines in existence, and the Bowler Hat Guy has the other one!
Lewis: Well, somebody's gonna have to fix this.
Wilbur: Good idea! You're smart, you fix it.
Lewis: [speechless] Are you crazy?! I can't fix this thing.
Wilbur: Yes, you can. You broke it, you fix it.
Lewis: [thinks for a moment] Alright, under one condition. I fix it, you take me back to see my mom.
Wilbur: What?! You didn't even follow through on our last deal! How can I trust you?
Lewis: Well, you told me you were a Time-Cop from the future! How can I trust you?
Wilbur: [long pause] Touche!
Lewis: So do we have a deal?

[The screen reads "Watch out!"]
Bowler Hat Guy: Watch out! [the Memory Scanner crashes on him] Doris, it's all over! All our hopes and dreams dashed, like so many pieces of a broken machiney thing.
[Doris squeaks]
Bowler Hat Guy: You're right! Success is still ours for the taking! We must find that boy.

[Carl runs away screaming upon seeing Lewis]
Lewis: Well. That was unexpected. [Wilbur quickly slams a fruit hat on Lewis' head] As was that.
Wilbur: If my family finds out I brought you from the past, they'll bury me alive, and dance on my grave. I'm not exaggerating! Well... Yes, I am, but not the point! The point is, your hair's a dead giveaway!
Lewis: [confused] Why would my hair be a dead giveaway?
Wilbur: That is an excellent question! [runs off]
Lewis: Wait, where are you going?
Wilbur: Another excellent question! [runs under the travel tube and is sucked up]

Spike: Hey, ring my doorbell.
Dimitri: No, no, no, no, ring my doorbell. Ring it! Ring it! Ring it! Look at this door bell! Ring it! Yes!
Spike: Uh... That was accidental. That's an accidental ring. It doesn't count. It's in the rule book. Look it up.
Dimitri: Flat head.
Spike: Short roots.
Dimitri: Evergreen.

Carl: What do you mean, don't go to the family? How can we not go to the family in this time of family crisis? By leaving the garage door unlocked, you let the time machine get stolen, and now the entire time stream could be altered! That and someone took my bike.
Wilbur: Look, I told you. It's gonna all work out. First, we keep Lewis in the garage away from everybody. I show up and give him the pep talk of the century. Then he fixes the time machine.
Carl: Why is it an acorn?
Wilbur: I didn't have time to sculpt everything. Okay, now, the time machine is fixed. His confidence in inventing is restored. He goes back to the science fair, fixes his Memory Scanner, thus restoring the space-time continuum.
Carl: What about taking him back to see his mom?
Wilbur: I just told him that to buy some time.
Carl: Oh, yeah, can't see that one blowing up in your face.
Wilbur: Trust me. I got it under control. Wilbur Robinson never fails. But on the slight chance that I do...
Carl: "On the slight chance," yeah. You know what? I'll run the numbers.
Wilbur: What is it?
Carl: Well, it's not. It doesn't pertain to anything in. You know, there's not necessarily, there's a 99.999999% chance that you won't exist.
Wilbur: What?
Carl: And I didn't want to tell you, but I did.
Wilbur: I won't exist?
Carl: And where does that leave me? Alone, rusting in a corner.
Wilbur: What am I worried about? Now, blueprints?
Carl: If this thing ever blows over, I really gotta get away from you and get some quiet time.

Grandpa Bud: What's happening?! Oh! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Well, hey, there, little fella! Now, I know what you're thinking, and my clothes are not on backwards. My head is! [laughing] Oh, I used to tell that one to my science students. They didn't laugh, either. Anywho, what's your name, fruit-head?
Lewis: Well, Lewis, but...
Bud: Lewis, huh? Well, say, Lewis, you haven't seen any teeth around here, have you?
Lewis: Teeth?
Bud: Yeah, my teeth. [Lewis exclaims in disgust] Been digging holes all day. Can't find them anywhere.
Lewis: All right, look, old man, I need to get back to the garage. Wilbur left me down there, and I wasn't supposed to leave, and these monsters attacked me on the porch and...
Bud: Monsters? There's no monsters on the porch, you ninny.
Lewis: Listen to me!
Bud: Of course, I also didn't think there was a woodchuck living on my arm, and lookie there! Hope he ain't got rabies.
Lewis: Old man, I need to get to the garage!
Bud: Well, sure, I'll get you there in a jiffy. I know a shortcut!

Lewis: This isn't the garage.
Bud: I know.
Lewis: I don't think the garage is in here, either.
Uncle Art: Egads! A very grave matter, indeed.
Bud: That's Uncle Art.
Lewis: A real superhero?

Tallulah: Laszlo, you stop painting my hat, or I'm telling Ma!
Laszlo: Ah, lighten up, sis.
Tallulah: Lasz, I mean it!
Uncle Fritz: Children, please! Your mother is trying to take a nap.
Aunt Petunia: What is all the yelling out here?!
Tallulah: [in unison] He started it!
Laszlo: [in unison] She started it!
Aunt Petunia: I don't want to hear any more!
Uncle Fritz: [nervously] Now, sweetie…
Aunt Petunia: [smacks him in the face] Don't you "sweetie" me! I'm going for a drive. [the sound of a car roars away]
Bud: That's strange. She usually takes the Harley.

Lewis: Why is your dog wearing glasses?
Bud: Oh, because his insurance won't pay for contacts.

Lewis: Right. Well, glad I could help with the teeth, but, wow, look at the time. [starts to run and bumps into Wilbur]
Wilbur: Lewis, I told you to stay in the garage!
Lewis: I did, but I went up the tube, and I ran into your family and I–
Wilbur: [panicked noise] You met my family?! [grabs Lewis by the ear and drags away into a dark room] Pop quiz. Who have you met, and what have you learned?
Lewis: Okay. Bud, Fritz, and Joe are brothers. Fritz is married to Petunia, and is she…? [makes hand-puppet gesture]
Wilbur: Cranky? Yes.
Lewis: Tallulah and Lazslo are their children, Joe is married to Billie, Lefty is the butler, Spike and Dimitri are twins, and I don't know who they're related to.
Wilbur: Neither do we. Go on.
Lewis: Lucille is married to Bud, your dad Cornelius is their son. [pause; curiously] What does Cornelius look like?
Wilbur: [thinks for a moment] Tom Selleck.
Lewis: [beat] Okay, Cornelius is married to Franny, and her brothers are Gaston and Art.
Wilbur: You're forgetting something.
Lewis: Forgetting-? Oh, right! Wilbur is the son of Franny and Cornelius.
Wilbur: And nobody realized that you were from the past?
Lewis: Nope. [Wilbur sighs with relief] Thank you, thank you! Hold your applause, thank you very much.

[Doris open the window. Bowler Hat guy giggles and shut window on nose]
Bowler Hat Guy: Doris, get it off! Get it off! Oh! I got you now! LEWIS!
Michael "Goob" Yagoobian: No, Lewis is my stupid roommate.

Lewis: [to Wilbur while fixing the time machine] I don't even know what I'm doing.
Wilbur: Keep moving forward.
Lewis: I mean, this stuff is way too advanced for me.
Wilbur: Keep moving forward.
Lewis: And what if I can't fix this, what are we gonna do?
Wilbur: Keep moving forward.
Lewis: Why do you keep saying that? And don't just say "keep moving forward".
Wilbur: It's my dad's motto.
Lewis: Why would his motto be "keep moving forward"?
Wilbur: It's what he does.
Lewis: What's that supposed to mean?
Wilbur: That is an excellent question. Robinson Industries, the world's leading scientific-research-and-design factory. My dad runs the company. They mass produce his inventions. His motto, "keep moving forward". It's what he does.
Lewis: What has he invented?
Wilbur: Everything. Carl, the time machine, the travel tubes.
Lewis: Your dad invented the time machine?
Wilbur: Yep. Five years ago, Dad wakes up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat. Wants to build a time machine. So he starts working! We're talking plans, we're talking scale models, we're talking prototypes!
[shows Lewis a small scrap of metal]
Lewis: That's a prototype?
Wilbur: The very first… Or, what's left of it.
Lewis: Yikes.
Wilbur: Yeah. Dark day at the Robinson house. Prototypes two and three, not much better. Number six, 58, 212, 485, 952, and they all end the same way. [shakes him for emphasis] But he doesn't give up! [pause; looks at the fruit hat] Dude, I can't take you seriously in that hat. [Lewis is now wearing an average cap] He keeps working and working until finally, he gets it. The first working Time Machine. Then, he keeps working and working until finally, he gets it again. The second working time machine.
Lewis: Kind of small.
Wilbur: I'm assuming that's a joke. I'm ignoring you for time reasons. This, my friend, is merely a model, because unfortunately, time machine #2… is in the hands of the Bowler Hat Guy.
Wilbur: Pretty amazing story, huh?
Lewis: Yeah.
Wilbur: Now, are you ready to start working?
Lewis: I think that's it. I did it!
Wilbur: I knew you could. Nice work, my friend. [The time machines flies up, but then it's broken again] Well, you know what they say! "Keep moving…"
Lewis: [angrily interrupting] DON'T SAY IT! [sighs]
Franny: Boys, dinner time!
Wilbur: Not now, Mom.
Franny: If you aren't up here in five minutes, I'm gonna come down and get you.
Wilbur: We'd better get up there.

Gaston: And so it begins. Ready? Aim... FIRE! [fires a meatball at Franny in the cheek]
Franny: Ha. Surely that is not the best you can do. [sound doesn't match her lips, like a poorly dubbed martial arts Japanese movie]
Gaston: Impressive, little sister. Your skills are strong, but not strong enough.
Franny: Your words do not threaten me, brother.
Gaston: Then enough words. Now the real battle begins.
Franny: Your meatballs are useless against me.
Gaston: Then perhaps it's time for spicy Italian sausage.
Franny: [gasps] No!
[After above scene]
Lewis: Is dinner like this every night?
Uncle Art: No. Yesterday we had meatloaf.

Bowler Hat Guy: Ah, yes! You are now under my control!
Frankie: I am now under your control.
Bowler Hat Guy: [laughs; Frankie does monotone laughing] Stop laughing!
Frankie: Stop laughing.
Bowler Hat Guy: Don't repeat everything I say!
Frankie: I won't repeat everything you say.
Bowler Hat Guy: Excellent!
Frankie: Excellent.
Bowler Hat Guy: Uh, did you just say "excellent" because I said "excellent"?!
Frankie: [lying to Bowler Hat Guy] Uh, no.
Bowler Hat Guy: Excellent!
Frankie: Excellent.

Bowler Hat Guy: What's going on?! Why aren't you seizing the boy?!
Dinosaur: [in dinosaur language] I have a big head and little arms. I'm just not so sure how well this plan was thought through. [Bowler Hat Guy is dumbfounded] Master?
Bowler Hat Guy: Ugh, stupid, stupid, stupid!

Franny: Lewis. Lewis, look at me. You're… You're a great kid, and we would never do anything to hurt you, but I'm sorry. You have to go back to your own time.
Wilbur: Yeah, about that… um… one of the time machines is broken, and the other one was stolen by a guy with a bowler hat, which, uh, kind of explains the dino.
Franny: I'm calling your father.
Lewis: Wait. If I have to leave, can I at least go back and find my mom? Wilbur promised.
Franny: You promised what?
Wilbur: I was never gonna do it! I swear! [gasps and covers his mouth]
Lewis: [shocked and hurt] You lied to me?
Wilbur: No! [nervously] Yes. [Lewis grunts angrily over being lied to and starts to storm off] Lewis! Lewis, wait!
Lewis: [enraged] I can't believe I was dumb enough to actually believe you were my friend! [resumes running far away]
Wilbur: I am your friend!
Franny: [to Wilbur; offended] Mister, you're grounded till you die.

Lewis: Why are you doing this to me? I never did anything to you!
Bowler Hat Guy: [amused] You still haven't figured it out!
Lewis: Figured out what?
Bowler Hat Guy: Let's see if this rings a bell. Father of the future, inventor extraordinaire, "Keep moving forward"?
Lewis: That's not me, that's Wilbur's dad! [Bowler Hat Guy stares at him expectantly. Lewis' eyes go wide in realization] Are you saying that… I'm Wilbur's… Dad?
Bowler Hat Guy: Oh, give the boy a prize! You grow up to be the founder of this wrenched time. So I plan to destroy your destiny! Easy-peasy, rice and cheesy!
Lewis: [flabbergasted] Wait. So, if I'm Wilbur's dad...
Bowler Hat Guy: Keep going...
Lewis: Uh, if I'm Wilbur's dad...
Bowler Hat Guy: [irritated] Yes, thank you, we've established that!
Lewis: But... What does it have to do with you?
Bowler Hat Guy: Aha! Allow me to shed some light on the subject. [turns on light, revealing their old room]
Lewis: [gasps] My old room!
Bowler Hat Guy: I think you mean OUR old room.
Lewis: [confused] What?
Bowler Hat Guy: [removes his cloak, revealing his tiny, filthy Little League Baseball uniform] Yes! Yes, it is I, Mike Yagoobian!
Lewis: Ugh!
Bowler Hat Guy: I know! I'm disgusting! But one learns to love it!
Lewis: How did you end up like this?!
Bowler Hat Guy: Well, it's a long and pitiful story, about a young boy with a dream. a dream of winning a Little League championship. [flashback to a Little League baseball game, Goob is asleep in the outfield; a sleepy Goob fails to catch a ball headed his way] A dream that was ruined in the last inning. We lost by one run because of me.
Baseball player: Get him!
[changes to Goob in the orphanage]
Michael "Goob" Yagoobian: If I hadn't fallen asleep, I would have caught the ball! And we would have won! Do you understand?!
Bowler Hat Guy: For some reason, no one wanted to adopt me.
Student 1: Hey Goob, what's up? Cool binder.
Student 2: Hey Goob, want to come over to my house today?
Bowler Hat Guy: They all hated me. Eventually, they closed down the orphanage and everyone left... except me.
Reporter: Whiz kid Cornelius Robinson graduates from college at age 14 - This year's Nobel Prize goes to a young Cornelius Robinson - Cornelius Robinson rebuilds Inventco - Robinson reaches out to - Cornelius Robinson - Cornelius Robinson is now - Now here's another amazing...
[30 years later]
Bowler Hat Guy: It was then that I realized it wasn't my fault. It was yours! If you hadn't kept me up all night working on your stupid project, then I wouldn't have missed the catch. So, I devised a brilliant plan to get revenge.

Bowler Hat Guy: And now all that's left is to return to Inventco, where I'll pass off your little gizmo as my own.
Lewis: But you have no idea what that could do to this future!
Bowler Hat Guy: I don't care. I just want to ruin your life.
Lewis: Goob! I had no idea!
Bowler Hat Guy: Shut up! And don't call me "Goob"! How many evil villians do you know that can pull off a name like "Goob"? Bleh!
Lewis: Look, I'm sorry your life turned out so bad. But don't blame me you messed it up yourself. You just focused on the bad stuff when all you had to do was... let go of the past and keep moving forward...
Bowler Hat Guy: Hmm, let's see... take responsiblity for my own life or blame you? Dingdingdingdingding! Blame you wins hands down! [laughing]

Wilbur: I bet you're glad to see me! [Lewis punches him] OW!
Lewis: That's for not locking the garage door!
Wilbur: Ah! [awkwardly] You know about that?!
Lewis: I know everything.
Wilbur: You gotta admit, this'll be a great story to tell me someday.

Bowler Hat Guy: [Doris brings the Memory Scanner back to the Bowler Hat Guy's time machine] Take a good look around, boys, because your future is about to change. [heads to the past to pass the memory scanner as his own]
Wilbur: Lewis, you have to fix the Time Machine!
Lewis: No, no, I–I can't! [In the past, the Bowler Hat Guy has entered Inventco] What about your dad? You could call him!
Wilbur: You are my dad!
Lewis: But that's in the future!
Wilbur: There won't be a future, unless you fix the Time Machine! [In the past, Bowler Hat Guy is showing off the memory scanner] Look, I messed up. I left the garage unlocked and I've tried like crazy to fix things... But now it's up to you. [In the past, Bowler Hat guy is signing a contract] You can do it, Dad! [starts to vanish] Lewis? Lewis! [flys into the sky turns into a ball of light, flies over the Robinson yard and is sucked into the sky]
Lewis: Wilbur? Wilbur! Wilbur.

Lewis: Why did I even invent of the stupid hat?! Take a good look around, Doris, 'cause your future's about to change. [heads to the past to stop Bowler Hat Guy as he finishes signing the petition with the Memory Scanner] Goob, stop! You don't know what you're doing!
Bowler Hat Guy: [angrily] YES, I DO! I'm ruining your future!
Lewis: She's using you, Goob! And when she gets what she wants, she'll get rid of you!
Bowler Hat Guy: What? What?
Lewis: [facing Doris; bravely] I am NEVER going to invent you. [Doris vanishes] Come on, Goob. I've got to show you something.
[As Lewis and Bowler Hat Guys enter the future]
Bowler Hat Guy: [hurt and betrayed, understanding that Doris was using him] Doris? I thought she was my friend.

Wilbur: You did it, Lewis, you did it! [sees Bowler Hat Guy, gasps, and attacks him] Stop! I'll hold him while you run for help.
Lewis: [pries Wilbur off the Bowler Hat Guy and Wilbur is struggling to get free] Let him go!
Wilbur: Wh-what are you doing? He's the bad guy!
Lewis: No, he's not, he's my roommate.
Wilbur: What?
Lewis: [pulls Wilbur aside] He's my old roommate, and I really think you guys should adopt him.
Wilbur: Are you nuts?
Lewis: Give me a good reason why not.
Wilbur: I'll give you three good reasons. He stole our time machine, tried to ruin your future, and he smells like he hasn't showered in 30 years!
Lewis: [grabs Wilbur by the ear; whispering sternly] May I remind you, I'm your father, and you have to do what I say.
Wilbur: Okay, Mr. Yagoobian, do you want to be a Robinson? [turns to see that Future Goob has disappeared and is nowhere to be seen] Where'd he go?
Lewis: Goob? Goob! Goob.

Cornelius: [in the garage] Franny, they're gone! Oh, this is terrible!
Franny: Oh, boy...
Bud: Well, he's home early!
Cornelius: Franny, where are you?! [runs out to the rest of his family] The Time Machines are gone! [sees Lewis] Oh, oh! [Lewis waves awkwardly at him, who does the same thing, before looking questioningly at everyone else; Wilbur tries to make his escape, but Franny grabs him by the arm and points to him; gives him an unimpressed look] Mm-hmm.
Wilbur: [disappointed] Ratted out by the old lady. Harsh.

Carl: Have a safe trip, little Lewis.
Lewis: I will.
Carl: Hey, while I got you here, just a couple of little suggestions regarding my design.
Lewis: Let's face it, these skinny limbs don't exactly make the teapot whistle.
Carl: All that really matters is, hey, don't forget to invent me.
Lewis: Are you kidding? No way!
Carl: I love you.
Lewis: There's so many things I wish I could ask you.
Wilbur: Excuse me. Time travel now, questions later.
Lewis: But I...
Lucille: Don't worry. Just get back to that science fair, and we'll see you real soon.
Lewis: Oh, right. Right, okay, I will. Bye!
Bud: Goodbye, son!
Lewis: Thanks again for everything!
Franny: Wait! Lewis, one more thing.
Lewis: Yeah?
Franny: Just a little tip for the future. I am always right. Even when I'm wrong, I'm right.
Cornelius: She's right. I'd just go with it if I were you. And I am.
Lewis: Then you're absolutely right. [Wilbur honks the horn] All right, I'm coming.
Wilbur: Well, it's not like you're never gonna see them again. They are your family, after all.

Lewis: Wait a minute. You're supposed to take me back to the science fair.
Wilbur: I know.
Lewis: Well, I think you punched in the wrong numbers.
Wilbur: We agreed that, if you fixed the Time Machine, I'd take you back to see your mom.
Lewis: What?
Wilbur: A deal's a deal.

Bud: Pleased to meet you… but you don't look like a "Lewis": you look more like…
Lewis: "Cornelius". I get that a lot.

Man: Over here? There he is. Kid, we'd like to get a story on you for the local paper. You've got a bright future ahead of you.
Lewis: Yeah.

Carl: Stupid.

About Meet the Robinsons

  • So we had some different challenges: we had skin texture we had to work out, we had to grow hair off of characters' heads and we had to find an animation style that was still fun and loose and had some caricature to it, but could portray humans in a believable way. The Incredibles was a definite inspiration for this. It was eye-popping to me, and certainly part of my education in 3D and how to do character animation with all of its subtleties.

    One really interesting technique that we used is occlusion. It creates shadows based on the proximity of one object to another. It's a way to avoid that glowy feel that computer animation has or the way mouths look like they're illuminated from inside. Occlusion, because it's a closed space in there, will darken that mouth immediately. Then when we add our texture and lighting on top of that, you have a bit more real look to the images you're creating. It's that extra layer of believability that computer animation is so great at.

  • You could see it in the animation of 2008's Bolt, the first film Lasseter and Catmull touched: The characters were more visually appealing, more believable, funnier than the characters in Disney's previous film, Meet the Robinsons. And crucially, the acting was more nuanced: The characters didn't feel like caricatures.
  • Caitlin Roper, Wired [Roper, Caitlin (October 21, 2014). "Big Hero 6 Proves It: Pixar's Gurus Have Brought the Magic Back to Disney Animation". Wired. Condé Nast.]

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