Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

Earl Devereaux: You see this contact lens?
Flint Lockwood: Yeah?
Earl Devereaux: This contact lens represents you! And my eye represents my eye!
[Puts on contact lens]
Earl Devereaux: I've got my *eye* on you!

Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

Manny: You are going to need a co-pilot.
Sam Sparks: You are a pilot, too?
Manny: Yes. I am also a particle physicist.
Sam Sparks: Really?
Manny: No, that was a joke. I am also a comedian.

Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

Flint Lockwood: [narrating] I wanted to run away that day, but you can't run away from your own feet.

Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

Flint Lockwood: Come on, Steve. We've got a diem to carpe!

Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

Sam Sparks: Can you keep a secret?
Flint Lockwood: No.
[awkward pause]
Flint Lockwood: But this time, sure. Yeah.
Sam Sparks: [sighs] Ok. It was a really long time ago but... I, too. was... a *nerd!*
Flint Lockwood: [blankly] Too?

Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

Tim Lockwood: Not every sardine was meant to swim, son.
Young Flint: I don't understand fishing metaphors!

Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

Sam Sparks: Hello Sam Sparks, I'm America!

Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

Flint Lockwood: Do you like Jello?
Sam Sparks: I love Jello!
Flint Lockwood: I love Jello too! Oh, and peanut butter, right?
Sam Sparks: Oh, no no no, I am severely allergic to peanuts.
Flint Lockwood: Hey, me too.
Sam Sparks: So what's it called?

Flint Lockwood: Peanut allergy.
Sam Sparks: No, the machine.
Flint Lockwood: Of course.

Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

'Baby' Brent: I'm not Baby Brent anymore. I am Chicken Brent! And I'm finally contributing to society!

Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

Flint Lockwood: Steve, my best friend and trusted colleague!
Steve: Steve!
Flint Lockwood: Can I count on your help?
Steve: [Holds up sardine can he's been trying to open] Can.
Flint Lockwood: I knew I could.

Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

Sam Sparks: That's peanut brittle. If either of us touches it, we'll go into anaphylactic shock.
Flint Lockwood: Actually, I'm not allergic to peanuts. I might have said that to get you to like me.
Sam Sparks: And you thought having a food allergy would make you more attractive?
Flint Lockwood: Eh...

Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

Earl Devereaux: You know what you are, Flint Lockwood? A shenaniganizer! A tomfool!

Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

[first lines]
Flint Lockwood: Have you ever felt like you were a little bit different? Like you had something unique to offer the world, if you could just get people to see it. Then you know exactly how it felt to be me.

Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

Sam Sparks: We need a doctor! Is anyone here a doctor? Anyone?
Manny: I am a doctor.
Sam Sparks: You are?
Manny: I was, back in Guatemala. I came here for a better life. Pretty great decision, eh?

Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

Flint Lockwood: [about to activate the FLDSMDFR] Alright. This... probably won't explode.
Sam Sparks: What?

Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

Flint Lockwood: I've never actually been in a snowball fight.
Sam Sparks: Really?
Flint Lockwood: I don't even know the rules. Is there like a point system, or is it to the death?
Sam Sparks: No. You never? I mean, look, even Steve is throwing chocolate snowballs. Ew.

Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

Flint Lockwood: It's called the Flint Lockwood Diatonic Super Mutating Dynamic Food Replicator! Or for short:
[pause]
Flint Lockwood: The FLDSMDFR!
Sam Sparks: [Trying to pronounce it] The flemina-is-a-fur?
Flint Lockwood: FLDSMDFR!
Sam Sparks: [Still trying to pronounce it]

Emma-ne-de-fur-fur?
Flint Lockwood: [Points to the first two letters on his computer] Fleh.
[Moves down to the next letters]
Flint Lockwood: Suh.
[Moves to final letters]
Flint Lockwood: De-furf.
Sam Sparks: Oh.

Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

Flint Lockwood: My dream was to help my hometown, a small island hidden under the A in Atlantic, called Swallow Falls. We were one of the leading exporters of sardines, until the day Baby Brent Sardine cannery closed when everyone realized that sardines... are super gross. So everyone was stuck eating all the sardines that nobody wanted. Frozen, boiled, dried, fried, candied and

juiced. Life was gray and flavorless, but when things seem hopeless, I stared down at defeat, and found hope.

Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

Sam Sparks: You may have seen a meteor shower, but I bet you've never seen a shower "meatier" than this.

Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

Earl Devereaux: I'm as mad at Flint as you are. In fact, the minute he steps out of that car, I'm gonna slap him in the face! I know he made the food, but that food was made to order, and now it's time for all of us to pay the bill.