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Dean McCoppin: Oh, hey, I know you. Squirrel boy.
Hogarth Hughes: Uh, Hogarth.
Dean McCoppin: By night known as Hogarth.

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Kent Mansley: [after his first meeting with the Hughes family] HoGARTH? What an embarrassing name. Might as well call him Zeppo, or something like that. What kind of sick person would name a kid Hogar...
[stops and looks over to Hogarth's smashed B-B gun. It reads part of Hogarth's name: Hog- Hug-]
Kent Mansley: Hog Hug. HOG HUG? HOGARTH HUGHES!

[stops the car he was driving]

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Dean McCoppin: Found your pet.
Hogarth Hughes: Where?
Dean McCoppin: It's up my leg, man. Squirrel's in my pants, Hogarth, and it's climbing its way out of here.
Hogarth Hughes: Don't wig out.
Dean McCoppin: Okay, it's heading north now. I'm sorry, kid.
[to the people in the

restaurant]
Dean McCoppin: Excuse me! I'd like to apologize to everyone in advance for this.
[zips down his fly to let the squirrel out, which cause a loud commotion]
Dean McCoppin: Check, please.

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Kent Mansley: The army arrives in the morning, Hogarth. Don't get cute.

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Hogarth Hughes: Can you talk? You know, words? Blah, blah, blah, like that? Can you do that, blah, blah, blah?
The Iron Giant: [very rusty] Blah, blah, blah.
Hogarth Hughes: Well, you get the idea, anyway.

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Hogarth Hughes: You can fly? YOU CAN FLY!

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Dean McCoppin: I'm gonna have coffee. What do you want, some milk, or... what? Milk?
Hogarth Hughes: Coffee's fine.
[Dean looks at Hogarth skeptically]
Hogarth Hughes: Yeah, I drink it. I'm hip.
Dean McCoppin: I dunno. This is espresso, you know? It's like Coffee-zilla.
Hogarth

Hughes: I said I'm hip.

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[a huge wave has pushed Dean into the middle of a nearby road]
Truck Driver: Hey!
Dean McCoppin: Yeah?
Truck Driver: You're right in the middle of the road!
Dean McCoppin: YEAH?
Truck Driver: All right.
[drives off]
Dean McCoppin: I think that's

enough fun for one day.

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Dean McCoppin: You came here just in time. This rich cat, some industrialist wanted him for the lobby of his company. Whipped out his checkbook right on the spot. I said, "You get him for the rest of your life, but, what, I have to give him up the minute I give birth? Give me time to cut the umbilical, man."

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Dean McCoppin: Sorry about the crowbar, kid. You'd be surprised how many people want to steal scrap. But, man, once I make it into art, I can't give it away. I mean, what am I? A junkman who makes art or an artist who sells junk? You tell me.

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Hogarth Hughes: So we can't call Ripley's Believe it or Not, because... they wouldn't believe it.

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Hogarth Hughes: Wow, my own giant robot! I am now the luckiest kid in America! This must be the biggest discovery since, I don't know, television or something!

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Kent Mansley: Launch the missile now!

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Marv Loach: What department is that again?
Kent Mansley: Frankly, I'm not at liberty to divulge the particulars of the agency I work for, and all that that implies.
Marv Loach: You mean, national security?
Kent Mansley: Let me put it this way. Every so often things happen that can't be rationalized in a

conventional way. People wanna know their government has a response. I am that response.

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Hogarth Hughes: I thought you might like, you know, a bedtime story. I have some really cool ones. Mad Magazine - very funny. The Spirit - very cool. Boy's Life - eh. Oh, here. This is Superman. He's a lot like you. Crash-landed on Earth, didn't know what he was doing... but he only uses his powers for good, never for evil. Remember that.
[Giant looks at a comic with a

robot like himself on the cover]
Hogarth Hughes: Oh, that's Atomo, the metal menace. He's not a hero, he's a villain. But you're not like him. You're a good guy, like Superman.
The Iron Giant: Super... man.

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Hogarth Hughes: [picking up a rock] See this? This is called a rock. Rock.
The Iron Giant: [a little rusty] Rock.
Hogarth Hughes: Good.
The Iron Giant: [picks up a boulder] Rock?
Hogarth Hughes: Yes!
The Iron Giant: [picks up a tree] Rock.
Hogarth

Hughes: No, no. That is a tree. Rock... tree. Get it?
The Iron Giant: Rock... tree.
Hogarth Hughes: That's right!

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Dean McCoppin: Don't shoot! There's a kid in his hand! Kent, he only acts defensively. If you don't shoot, he's harmless. You gotta tell the general.
Kent Mansley: This is your fault, beatnik. If you haven't interfered...
Dean McCoppin: Will you just listen? Tell the general to stop. He's got the kid with him.
Kent

Mansley: I'll take care of it.
[Dean leaves; Kent goes over to General Rogard]
Kent Mansley: He said the monster has killed a kid. Sir, we must stop it at all costs.
General Rogard: [On walkie-talkie] Go to Code Red! Repeat, Code Red!

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Atomic Holocaust Narrator: A peaceful, uneventful day in a town much like your own. Then suddenly, without warning...
[Explosion]
Atomic Holocaust Narrator: [echoing] Atomic holocaust!

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Hogarth Hughes: Hey, I thought you were in trouble. I had this weird guy following me around, it took me hours to shake him, I kill myself getting out here, and you have him doing... arts and crafts.
Dean McCoppin: You have a problem with arts and crafts, little man?
Hogarth Hughes: He's a giant robot. It's a little undignified.

Dean McCoppin: It is? Well then, smart guy, what would you have him do?

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Annie Hughes: Strange. He's so tight-lipped now, and yesterday he wouldn't stop talking. I mean, hundred-foot robots and whatnot.
Kent Mansley: Hundred-foot robot? He, he. That's nutty.
[they both laugh]
Kent Mansley: What else did he say?