The Good Dinosaur (2015)

Share this quote on facebook [to Forrest Woodbush] I don't know. I'm going home. Do you know how far Clawtooth Mountain is?

Share this quote on facebook Spot! Come here, Spot, come here!

Share this quote on facebook [to Butch] Don't move? What if they have claws and big teeth?

Share this quote on facebook Why, you little...

Share this quote on facebook Hey, kid? If you're pullin' my leg, I'm gonna eat yours.

Share this quote on facebook You'll be all right. You're one tough kid!

Share this quote on facebook You think you can mess with me?! I've seen the eye of the storm, and I forgot what fear is! I'm not afraid of anything!

Share this quote on facebook You know, I just want to take a moment and thank the storm for this meal.

Share this quote on facebook Let's get 'em, boys!

Share this quote on facebook Ah, a free critter, thanks to you.

Share this quote on facebook Well, look who got relevated!

Share this quote on facebook The storm provides!

Share this quote on facebook Sometimes, you gotta get through your fear to see the beauty on the other side.

Share this quote on facebook ARLO! Why'd you let it go?

Share this quote on facebook You're me and more. Now go take care of that critter.

Share this quote on facebook [last words before his death] RUN, ARLO!

Share this quote on facebook [about Spot] He can protect me, like my friends. [describing his pets] This is Fury. He protects me from the creatures that crawl in the night. This is Destructor. She protects me from mosquitoes. This is Dreamcrusher. He protects me from having unrealistic goals. And this is Debbie. [silence; Debbie the bird tweets at Forrest] Yes, we need him.

Share this quote on facebook On your path to Clawtooth Mountain, that creature will keep you safe. Don't ever lose him.

Share this quote on facebook Forrest Woodbush: What is his name?
Arlo: A name? I dunno.
Forrest Woodbush: Hmm. Then I will meditate on this... [hums for a moment] I name him, I keep him! [hums again] Killer! [Spot ignores him; hums again] Beast! [hums again] Murderer! [hums again]
Arlo: Uh, Grubby!
Forrest Woodbush: Funeral-Planner?
Arlo: Cootie!
Forrest Woodbush: Hemorrhoid!
Arlo: Squirt!
Forrest Woodbush: Fffffrank!
Arlo: Stinky!
Forrest Woodbush: M-m-maniac!
Arlo: Flunky!
Forrest Woodbush: Violet.
Arlo: Spike!
Forrest Woodbush: Lunatic!
Arlo: Spot! [Spot looks up; happily] Spot! Come here, Spot, come here! [Spot comes to sit beside him]
Forrest Woodbush: He is named. You clearly are connected. Good for you.

Share this quote on facebook Arlo: I miss my family.
Spot: Huh?
Arlo: You don't understand.

Share this quote on facebook Poppa: Okay, now take a walk out there.
Arlo: By myself?
Poppa: Go on.
Arlo: (whispering) Poppa. Poppa.
Poppa: Come on. Breathe. (blowing) Sometimes you gotta get through your fear to see the beauty on the other side.
Arlo: Wow. (both laughing) (grunts)
Poppa: I got a new job for you tomorrow. That is. If you still want to make your mark.

Share this quote on facebook Arlo: My name's Arlo.
Thunderclap: [squawks with laughter] I'm sorry, I just... I used to have a name like that once. But that was before I started following the storm!
Arlo: The storm?
Thunderclap: The storm swept me out. I was afraid for my life. But the storm gave me a relevation, and I wasn't scared anymore!
Arlo: You mean a revelation?
Thunderclap: No! A re-le-vation! Okay? I was at a real low-point, y'know? And the storm swept me up to a real high-point! And then left me at a "higher-elevation"!
Arlo: Wow...
Thunderclap: Yeah, wow! That's when the storm gave me my new name, because - what do we say?
Downpour: "The storm provides!"
Thunderclap: The storm provides. You can call me Thunderclap.

Share this quote on facebook Ramsey: Look like he’s a cutest thing.
Arlo: [as Ramsey fusses Spot] He likes you.
Nash: [laughs] Imagine that, Ramsey. [leaning towards her] Even with your stinky face!
Ramsey: Nash! Boundaries! This is my personal bubble.
Nash: Nah, that ain't your bubble. THIS is your bubble...! [they start wrestling]
Butch: Nash! Get outta your sister's bubble.

Share this quote on facebook Butch: We ain't got time for babysitting. We've got longhorns to round up.
Ramsey: [to Arlo] My genius brother lost our whole herd in one day.
Nash: I did not lose them, Ramsey! How many times have I gotta tell you this? They just wandered off!
Butch: And we've still gotta find them. We can't help ya, kid.

Share this quote on facebook Butch: I got a job for ya.
Arlo: I'm not really good at jobs...
Butch: I need you to keep on the dodge and sidle up the loblolly past them horn-heads, just hootin' and hollerin' to score off them rustlers. We'll cut dirt and get the bulge on 'em.
Arlo: ... What?
Ramsey: He just wants you to get on that rock and scream.
Arlo: Uh... but what's out there?
Butch: They'll come right at ya. You hold your ground. Don't move.
Arlo: "Don't move"? What if they have claws and big teeth...?
Butch: Don't overthink it.

Share this quote on facebook Arlo: Butch, how'd you get your scar?
Butch: I don't know if you're ready for that story.
Arlo: I can take it!
Nash: Oh yeah, you gotta tell him pa!
Ramsey: That's a good one!
Butch: [clears his throat] It was 100 degrees in the shade. I walked for five days with no water... Then I saw it - a pretty pond. I bent down to take a drink, when these crocs launched out of the water! One croc bit me on the face; ain't no way I wasn't its supper! Except for one thing... I wasn't ready for dyin' that day. I bit one croc in half, tail-whipped the other, and the last one... well, [deeper voice] I drowned that croc in my own blood.
Arlo: [amazed] Whoa...!
Ramsey and Nash: DAAAAANG!
Nash: [shivering] Ooh, look, look! Gives me the little goosies every time!
Ramsey: I love that story! Show him your souvenir!
[Butch opens his mouth, revealing a crocodile's tooth embedded between his teeth]
Ramsey: Ain't that just too good?!
Nash: Can I touch it this time?
Butch: No.
Arlo: [laughs slightly] You guys would have liked my poppa. He wasn't scared of anything. [sighs] I'm done being scared!
Butch: Who said I'm not scared?
Arlo: But you took on a croc!
Butch: And I was scared doin' it. If you ain't scared of a croc bitin' you on the face, you ain't alive. Listen, kid, you can't get rid of fear. It's like Mother Nature; you can't beat her or outrun her, but you can get through it. You can find out what you're made of.
Arlo: The first snow.