Who Framed Roger Rabbit Quotes

Angelo: So who's your client, Mr. Detective-to-the-Stars? Chilly Willy? Or Screwy Squirrel?
Dolores: What'll it be?
Angelo: I'll have a beer, doll. So what happened, huh? Somebody kidnapped Dinky Doodle?
Dolores: Cut it out, Angelo.
Angelo: No, wait a minute, wait a minute, I've got it.

You're working for Little Bo Peep. She's lost her sheep, and you're gonna help her find them, huh?
[Angelo laughs. Eddie kicks Angelo's seat out from under him and grabs him by the neck]
Eddie Valiant: Get this straight, meatball. I... don't... work... for toons.
[Eddie stuff a hard-boiled egg in Angelo's mouth and storms off]
Angelo:

[spits out the egg] So, what's his problem?
Dolores: A toon killed his brother
Angelo: What?
Dolores: Dropped a piano on his head.

Betty Boop: Cigars? Cigarettes?... Eddie Valiant!
Eddie Valiant: [turns around] Betty!
Betty Boop: Long time, no see!
Eddie Valiant: What are you doing here?
Betty Boop: Work's been kinda slow since cartoons went to color. But I still got it, Eddie! "Boop-boop-be-doop-*boop*!"

Eddie Valiant: [grins] Yeah. You still got it.

Roger Rabbit: Say, Eddie. That sure was a funny dance you did for the weasels. Do you think your days of being a sourpuss are over?
Eddie Valiant: Only time will tell.
Roger Rabbit: Yeah, well... put 'er there, pal.
[They shake hands; Eddie gets shocked by buzzer on Roger's hand; he glowers at Roger]
Roger

Rabbit: Don't tell me you lost your sense of humor already?
Eddie Valiant: [Grabbing Roger by the throat] Does this answer your question?
[Eddie kisses Roger in the mouth]

[Eddie is about to pick up the hand buzzer that fell off of Acme's corpse when Judge Doom stops him with his cane]
Judge Doom: Is this man removing evidence from the scene of the crime?
Lt. Santino: Ah, no, Judge Doom. Valiant here was just picking it up for you. Weren't you, Eddie?
Judge Doom: Hand it over.

Eddie Valiant: Sure.
[zaps Doom with buzzer]
Eddie Valiant: Their number one seller.
Judge Doom: I see working for a toon has rubbed off on you.
Eddie Valiant: I wasn't working for a toon. I was working for R.K. Maroon.
Judge Doom: Yes, we talked to Mr. Maroon. He told us the

rabbit became quite agitated when you showed him the pictures. The rabbit said one way or another he and his wife were going to be happy. Is that true?
Eddie Valiant: Do I look like a stenographer?
Lt. Santino: Shut your yap, Eddie. The man's a judge.
Judge Doom: That's all right, Lieutenant. From the smell of him, I'd say it

was the booze talking.

Eddie Valiant: What's that?
Lt. Santino: Remember how they always thought there wasn't a way to kill a toon? Well, Doom found a way. Turpentine, acetone, benzene. He calls it "The Dip."
Judge Doom: I'll catch the rabbit, Mr. Valiant. And I'll try him, convict him, and execute him.
[dips shoe in poison, and cremation smoke

starts sizzling out]
Eddie Valiant: Geez.
Greasy: [laughs] That's one dead shoe, eh, boss?
Judge Doom: They're not kid gloves, Mr. Valiant. This is how we handle things down in Toontown. I would think you of all people would appreciate that.

Daffy Duck: I've worked with a lot of withe-quackerth, but you are dethpicable
Donald Duck: Doggone stubborn little- That did it! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Daffy Duck: Thith ith the latht time I work with thomeone with a th-peech impediment.
Donald F. Duck: Oh, yeah?
Donald F. Duck: [shuts

Daffy in a piano]
Daffy Duck: Thith meanth war.

[Eddie is hiding Roger and the handcuffs in his sink, to hide him from the Toon Patrol]
Smart Ass: Okay, wise-guy. Where's the rabbit?
Eddie Valiant: Haven't seen 'im.
Smart Ass: [sniffs suspiciously at the sink] What's in there?
Eddie Valiant: [holds up a dirty sock] My lingerie.
Smart

Ass: [yelps, winces, and covers his nose] I see, Valiant.

[Eddie is hanging on to a flagpole with Tweety Bird's nest on top]
Tweety: Oh, wook, piddies!
Eddie Valiant: Hi, Tweety.
Tweety: Dis widdle piddy went to market.
[lifts one of Eddie's fingers from the pole]
Tweety: Dis widdle piddy 'tayed home.
[lifts another one]
Eddie

Valiant: No.
Tweety: Dis widdle piddy had woast beef...
[lifts another one]
Tweety: [wincing] And *dis* widdle piddy - had...
[Eddie falls]
Tweety: [sadly] Uh-oh, wan outta piddies.