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Stuart Little 2

2002 film directed by Rob Minkoff

Stuart Little 2 is a 2002 live-action/animated family comedy film, directed by Rob Minkoff and starring Geena Davis, Hugh Laurie and Jonathan Lipnicki and the voices of Michael J. Fox, Melanie Griffith, Nathan Lane, James Woods and Steve Zahn. The film is a sequel to the 1999 film, Stuart Little, and includes characters from the children's book by E. B. White such as Margalo the Bird.

Stuart Little

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  • [when finding the toy airplane on the garbage barge] My...My plane. My plane! The silver lining! This is it!

Snowbell

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  • [when asked to clean up Martha's spilled oatmeal] Oh, great. It's glop. Look what I'm reduced to. I'm a Handi-Wipe with hair!
  • [trying to keep up with Stuart in his car] Hey! Mario Andretti, slow down! Let's pace ourselves! I'm gonna have a heart attack! I think I'm having a thrombosis! And I don't even know what that means!
  • [after Stuart's car overheats] Oh, boy. This is a sign, Stuart. Like the burning bush...except it's a carburetor and I'm not Moses. But it's telling us something, let your people go.
  • Oh, why not? Giving up is fun! And look at all the time you save! I'm telling ya, Stuart; if more people gave up, there'd be fewer wars.
  • You've got guts, kid! Guts, and...and spunk! Not to mention moxie! You've got guts, spunk, and moxie!
  • I'll bet something terrible has happened. Oh, the Littles will kill me! I know, I'll bring home another mouse in a snazzy outfit, teach him to drive a sports car, and pass him off as Stuart! Oh, who am I kidding?! I have to get up there! But how? [cut to Snowbell being elevated upward on a window washing platform, nervously looking down at the street below] I hope I live to regret this..
  • Please, don't hurt me! Kill the bird, not me! I'M GONNA BE FALCON POOP!
  • [trying to get the Littles' attention] Ho little, hoo wittle, hey wattle...

Dialogue

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Martha: Blah blah.
Eleanor: [surprised] Did you hear that? She said "Blah-blah"! I can't believe it! Her first word! Where's the baby book? I'm writing it down.
Frederick: I'm not sure that's technically, y'know, a word.
Eleanor: Of course it is! But your Uncle Crenshaw says that every Little starts talking by 9 months!
Frederick: In Uncle Crenshaw's case, never stops.
[After Stuart drives in his small car away from a falcon with Margalo, a yellow canary wearing a bomber helmet and a scarf, in the car]
Margalo: You did it!
Stuart: Yeah. I did.
Margalo: So, who do I have to thank?
Stuart: Oh! Ahem. Forgive me. Uh, my name is Stuart. Stuart Little.
Margalo: I'm Margalo. Just Margalo.
Stuart: Margalo.
Stuart: Sure. Just the thing, I'll be right back. Meanwhile, you can use my cat's bed.
Margalo: You have a cat?!
Stuart: Oh, don't worry about Snowbell. He wouldn't hurt a fly.
[Outside, Snowbell catches a fly and eats it]
Snowbell: [burps] Whoa, those flies really come back on you. [goes back into the house] Uhh. I try to eat right, and yet, I still feel bloated. Hm. Maybe more food'll help. [eats from his food bowl]
Margalo: Hi, there. [Snowbell screams in alarm] Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you.
Snowbell: Scare me? That's a laugh! [laughs] Hear that? That was a laugh. [hisses at Margalo five times, and then starts coughing] Hairball: Major hairball! Ugh! And yet, we continue to lick ourselves. Unbelievable.
Stuart: Hey, Snowbell. Meet Margalo. She's gonna be staying with us for a while.
Snowbell: Staying?! Are you out of your mind?! Stuart, you can't just drag stray birds in here! What do you think this is, a halfway house? Look at her, she's filthy! No offense. She could have germs. And how do you know she's not a vagrant or a thief? Get rid of her!
Eleanor: [offscreen] Hi, we're home! Sorry we're late.
Stuart: Little high, little low!
Eleanor: [offscreen] Little hey, little ho!
Margalo: What the heck was that?
Stuart Little: Oh, that's just how we greet each other.
Margalo: Interesting.
Snowbell: Nauseating is more like it. You're in for it now, missy! Oh, Mother Little hates when animals walk in here off the street. When she sees this, she's gonna throw a fit!
Eleanor: [walks in, crouches down, and gently picks up Margalo; softly] Oh! Such a pretty little birdie!
Snowbell: [walking out of the room] Maybe it's just my friends she hates.
Eleanor: Isn't it nice that Stuart has a friend?
Frederick: Well, I don't think Stuart thinks of her as a friend.
Eleanor: What do you mean?
Frederick: I mean, he's smitten. He's infatuated. He's bedazzled.
Eleanor: Stuart?
Frederick: Mm-hmm.
Eleanor: But he's a baby!
Frederick: Well, boys start having crushes really young.
Eleanor: Frederick, did you have many crushes?
Frederick: [smiling] I'm still having one.
[The falcon lands behind Margalo, stomping his feet loud enough to startle her]
Falcon: Remember me?
Margalo: You scared me.
Falcon: What can I say? I'm a scary guy. So, Margalo, what's going on here? You case the joint? Any valuables? Come on, thrill me, chill me.
Margalo: They ain't got much. The mom's got a ring, but it's only two carats.
Falcon: Alright, okay, fine. So, what else have they got?
Margalo: [nervously] Well, you know, not that much. I mean, they mostly just have...each other.
Falcon: [sarcastic] Awww. A moment while I vomit.
Margalo: Why don't we just try somewhere else?
Falcon: Why? Because you're set up here! They trust you; they like you. [smiles slyly] Ahh, and maybe, you like them. [Margalo scoffs and tries to fly away, but he follows her] Hey, Margalo, come on, huh? [chuckles] Don't con a conman.
Margalo: Well, nobody else ever invited me to live with them.
Falcon: Oh, really? Who found a pitiful orphaned bird, and plucked her out of the gutter? Who shared his food with her? And, I hasten to add, taught her a trade? Who?
Margalo: [humbly] You did.
Falcon: I did, right! [sternly] Well, then, straighten up and fly right. And remember, you are here on business. You're not here to play around! [flies away]
Margalo: Come on, Falcon. When I'm on a job, I never play around.
[Margalo is taking a bath, but Falcon drops in and scares her]
Falcon: Did you really think I wouldn't find out?
Margalo: What are you talking about?
Falcon: I'm talking about you, and your little mouse friend. Big mistake. Never make a friend I can eat. Now get me that ring, or the mouse...is lunch.
[Snowbell is sleeping, and Stuart wakes him up, and asks him to join his search in finding Margalo]
Stuart: [whispers] Snow? Snowbell?
Snowbell: [screaming] The good silverware is in the dining room! Take whatever you want, but don't hurt me!
Stuart: It's me, Stuart.
Snowbell: Oh, you. This better be important.
Stuart: Margalo's still missing.
Snowbell: I should have been more specific. I meant "important to me"!
Stuart: I was going to go look for her, and I was hoping that you could come with me.
Snowbell: Look, Stuart. Do yourself a favor. Buy a parakeet and forget her.
Stuart: I can't forget her! She's in terrible trouble, and I have to help her! I mean, what am I, a man or a...mouse?
Snowbell: Uh, is that a trick question?
Stuart: Come on, it's important, you gotta help me.
Snowbell: Mmm-hmm, and, uh, why would I do that?
Stuart: Well, because we're family, and, and because, I'd do the same for you. And because if you don't, and the Littles ask where I've gone, George is gonna tell them that you ate me.
Snowbell: [outraged] What?! Why, you little rat! Ooh! You know something? Everybody thinks you're so nice. You're not so nice.
Snowbell: Ohh, Stuart, we've been walking for hours. I can't take another step. You know me, I hate to be negative, but when I walk this much, I chafe! Also, I...I hate to bring this up, but...I need to go tinky!
Stuart: How 'bout the alley?
Snowbell: I'm a house cat; We're fastidious creatures. We don't just yell "BOMBS AWAY!", and go wherever we are. Oh, look, let's face it, we're never gonna find her!
Stuart: If only we knew someone who really knew the city.
Snowbell: Yeah, somebody who knows the city's disgusting underbelly. Who do I know that's disgusting?
[Scene cuts to Monty being thrown out of a Chinese restaurant and into a dumpster]
Chinese Restaurant Owner: [to Monty, in Chinese] Nǐ zàilái zhèlǐ, wǒ huì tōngguò Visa jīqì lái guǎnlǐ nǐ de! [Translation: You come back here again, I'll run you through the Visa machine!] [brushes his hands and tell his workers in Chinese to get back to work and closes the door]
Monty: Don't you threaten me! What I could tell the health inspector would close you down in a New York minute!
Snowbell: [offscreen] Hey, Monty!
Monty: [sees Snowbell] Snowbell! He-hey! He-hey! Snowbell! What are you doing here?
Snowbell: We've been looking all over for you.
Stuart: We need your help.
Monty: Hey, Snow, buddy, are you two still friends, or can I eat him?
Snowbell: No, Monty, you can't eat him.
Monty: [pleading] Please?
Snowbell: [strictly] No! Now pay attention. What do you know about a bird called Falcon?
Monty: "Falcon"? Ohh, that's a bad guy, you don't wanna fool with him.
Stuart: Do you know where we can find him?
Monty: You don't wanna find him. You don't want anything to do with him. Trust me! He'd eat you so fast, you'd be a pile of falcon poop before you could yell for help! Falcons are vicious! They grab you by the back of the neck and carry you so high you can't even see the ground, and then they drop ya, and by the time you hit the pavement, they just drink what's left through a straw!
Stuart: Snowbell, are you alright?
Snowbell: [looking terrified] Oh, yeah. In fact, good news: I no longer need a litterbox.
Monty: [guffaws loudly] Mop-up on Aisle 3! [laughs] Snowie!
Snowbell: Stu, listen. This whole thing has been a groove and a gas, but it's important to know when the fun's over. You don't want to be that last, pathetic person who leaves a party.
Stuart: I told you, I'm not givin' up! We're gonna find the falcon.
Monty: Well, alright, then, it's your funeral. Okay, listen. Listen carefully. The falcon lives across the park at the very tip-top of the Pishkin Building. Not many people go up there...and even fewer return.
[Snowbell looks at a restaurant menu]
Snowbell: Salmon, catfish, tuna...Why do they taunt me?
Stuart: Snowbell, how can you think of food at a time like this? Stay on track, will you?
Snowbell: Look, I'm nervous. When I'm nervous, I eat. Because I know, in my growling gut, that if anything happens to you, I'll be blamed! I'm sure the Littles already know we're gone and are planning to replace me with a hamster!
Stuart: Don't worry. George has us covered.
Snowbell: George?! George doesn't know poop from applesauce! And I say that with a great deal of affection.
Stuart: [using a pay phone] Snowbell, I need more change.
Snowbell: What do I look like, a fanny pack?
[Stuart reaches Falcon's lair at the top of the Pishkin Building]
Stuart: Margalo? Margalo? You up here? Is anybody here?
Falcon: I'm here.
Stuart: [aims his bow and arrow at Falcon] I came for my friend Margalo. If you've hurt her, I'll...
Falcon: You'll what?
Stuart: You better tell me right now. Is she alright?
Falcon: Why don't you ask her yourself, Whiskers? Margalo?
[Margalo appears sadly behind Stuart]
Stuart: Margalo. Margalo, run! Fly away while I've got him covered. What are you waiting for?!
[Margalo just gives a sad look]
Falcon: Oh, this kid's priceless. Tell me, Cheese-face, does any of this sound familiar? "Oh, my wing. Ow, I don't think I can fly."
Stuart: What are you talking about?
Falcon: I can't drill through the wood. She scammed you, okay? She played you like a harp.
Stuart: [heartbroken] Margalo, what does he mean?
Falcon: Okay, now it's getting sad. Maybe this will clear things up. [holds Mrs. Little's ring in his talons]
Stuart: [shocked] My mom's ring.
Margalo: I'm so sorry. I never wanted to hurt you.
Stuart: But, Margalo, why?
Falcon: Don't be upset, mouse boy. She has conned smarter than you. Or did you think you were special? A real friend?
Margalo: I didn't lie about that, Stuart. You are my friend.
Stuart: Then come with me.
Falcon: [grabs Stuart with his talons] She's not going anywhere.
Stuart: Oh, yes, she is. [fires his arrow at Falcon's beak with no effect]
Falcon: [glares at Stuart] Was that your best shot? Now, let me show you mine. [carries Stuart out of his lair]
Margalo: Don't hurt him, Falcon!
Falcon: I won't hurt him. THE SIDEWALK WILL!
Stuart: Can't we talk this over? [Falcon drops him, sending him falling towards the streets below while screaming]
Margalo: [racing after him] No, Stuart! [tries to save Stuart, but Falcon snatches her up and takes her back inside the building] Let me go! No, Falcon! NO!!
[Meanwhile, Stuart lands unharmed, albeit unconscious, in a passing garbage truck]
Margalo: [hearing Snowbell from inside a paint can where Falcon has her imprisoned] Snowbell? Is that you? Is that really you?
Snowbell: Margalo? Where are you?
Margalo: In the can!
Snowbell: Oh. Okay, I'll wait.
Margalo: No! In-in the paint can.
Snowbell: [getting the idea] Ohhhh. Why are you in there? Is this some kind of trick?
Margalo: Just get me out!
Snowbell: Is Stuart in there, too?
Margalo: [sadly] No, Snowbell, he's dead.
Snowbell: [shocked] What? Stuart is dead?
Margalo: Falcon killed him.
Snowbell: [saddened] No. He can't be, he's...I, I was supposed to protect him! Ohh! I wish it was me who'd been killed!
Margalo: Really?
Snowbell: No, but I am very unhappy! [cries in regret]
[Eleanor has just found out George lied to her about where Stuart is]
Will: What are you going to do now?
George: Which way's Canada?
[Eleanor and Frederick confront George about Stuart's whereabouts, having realized that he has lied to them]
Eleanor: Alright, George, where is he?
Frederick: And, this time, the truth.
George: I'm not sure.
Frederick: [sternly] George, it is never okay to lie to your parents.
George: But is it okay to break a promise to your brother?
Eleanor: It's wrong to promise your brother that you'll lie to your parents.
Frederick: George, listen to the tone of my voice. I want you to tell us where Stuart is.
George: But it was a promise, brother to brother.
Frederick: George, I understand. I have a brother. But whatever I promised him, if he was in danger, that would matter more to me than the promise.
Eleanor: George, how would you feel? How would we all feel if anything happened to Stuart?
[Pause]
George: [giving in] He's at the Pishkin Building. [as they all prepare to leave and find Stuart] Dad?
Frederick: What?
George: Am I in trouble?
Fredrick: No, son. You're in big trouble.
[George cringes when he hears this]
[The rest of the Little family is searching for Stuart via taxi]
George: Mom, Dad, I'm really sorry.
Fredrick: You should be. For all we know, Stuart could be out there right now, lying face-down with his- [Mrs. Little gasps; changes tone] Or, he could be fine. I mean, we don't have to assume the worst. After all, it's not the Little way.
Eleanor: Yes, you're right, I mean, he could be puttering home right now in his shiny little car...
Fredrick: ...Smiling and happy...
Eleanor: ...His little whiskers fluttering in the breeze.
George: [sees the wreckage of Stuart's roadster] Mom?
Eleanor: Yes, George?
George: I don't think he's puttering home.
[The Littles get out of the taxi to investigate]
Eleanor: [shocked] Who would do this?!
Fredrick: Tiny little vandals.
[Snowbell is in a paint can, and Falcon is about to roll him off the building]
Margalo: Don't do it, Falcon, or else!
Snowbell: Do what?! What's he doing?!
Falcon: Or else what?
Margalo: Or else, you'll lose...this. [holds up Mrs. Little's ring]
Falcon: [enraged] Put that down, Margalo!
Margalo: I'm through doing what you tell me to do. I'm leaving you, Falcon, forever!
Falcon: Oh, and what do you think you'll be without me?!
Margalo: Free. [flies off]
Falcon: Big mistake! I'll be back for you, furball. [flies after Margalo]
Snowbell: Don't hurry!
Stuart: [about the adventure] If we get out of this, I'm sticking to painting and dancing.
Monty: [looking in a trash can] Can't I get a decent meal in this city?! [Falcon falls out of the sky screaming. He looks at Falcon as he falls in the trash can. He eagerly looks at the now-dead falcon, and then looks up at the sky; happily] Thank you!
[The Littles find Stuart and Margalo after landing]
Fredrick: Stuart!
Eleanor: Stuart!
Fredrick: Stuart, are you okay?
Stuart: I am now; Margalo saved me.
Margalo: We saved each other.
Fredrick: What...What did you think you were doing?
Eleanor: [picks Stuart up] You almost gave me a heart attack.
Stuart: I'm sorry, mom.
Eleanor: You ran away from home...
Stuart: I know.
Eleanor: ...And you had George lie to us.
Stuart: Yeah.
Eleanor: Then, why am I so proud of you?
Margalo: [holds out Eleanor's ring] Mrs. Little, this belongs to you.
Eleanor: [takes the ring back] My ring!
Margalo: Yeah, I took it.
Stuart: And now, she's giving it back.
Eleanor: [picks up Stuart and Margalo] I'm just happy to have all of you back.
[A moment later, Snowbell appears through the crowd]
Stuart: Snowbell! You made it.
Margalo: Thank goodness you're alright!
George: Snowbell! Where have you been? You wouldn't believe what Stuart and Margalo have been through!
Frederick: Snowbell...you should have seen it. [taking Stuart and Margalo in his hands] These two were so brave. Let's go home.
[The family heads away]
Snowbell: [watching the family go, aghast] And how about me? I played no part in this?! [angrily] Well, I have had enough! I'm staying right here, folks! Oh, yeah! You'll never see me again!
Eleanor: [after Stuart whispers something to her] Snow? Want some tuna when we get home?
Snowbell: [delighted] Tuna? I love these people! [runs after them] Wait! Wait for me!
[Last lines]
Fredrick: Stuart?
Stuart: Yeah, Dad?
Frederick: What's the silver lining this time?
Stuart: She'll be back in the spring.
[They watch Margalo flying away]
Martha: [waving; first words] Bye-bye, birdie.
[Her family is surprised to hear her speak]
Eleanor: [surprised] Did you hear that?
Frederick: [surprised] I don't believe it! Her first words! She spoke!
Eleanor: [happily] Of course, she did!
George: [happily] I knew she could do it.
Snowball: [breaking the fourth wall; arrogantly] Big deal. When she could fall out of a tree and land on her feet, then I'll be impressed.

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