The Secret of NIMH (1982)
Shannen Doherty: Teresa
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Quotes
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Martin : I'm not afraid of the dark.
Auntie Shrew : Martin.
Martin : I'm not afraid of the farmer.
Auntie Shrew : I can't hear.
Martin : I'm not afraid of Dragon. I'm not even afraid of... of the Great Owl.
Auntie Shrew : Will you hush up?
Martin : You hush up.
Teresa : Martin.
Auntie Shrew : Precocious monster.
Martin : Bossy bullfrog.
Auntie Shrew : Spoiled brat.
Martin : Loudmouth.
Auntie Shrew : Well! That will be quite enough. Thank you.
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Martin : Well, I guess we better untie him.
Teresa : But, Martin.
Martin : Hey! Mom helped a crow in the field the day before yesterday.
Cynthia : He's trying to talk.
Teresa : He looks like a loony.
Martin : He even took her to see the... The Great Owl.
Teresa : So?
Martin : This could be the same crow.
Jeremy : That's me. I am the crow. Untie me quick. I can't stand it.
Teresa : What are you doing here?
Jeremy : It's a good question, but don't ask. The legs, the legs, the legs!
[Falls down]
Cynthia : Aw, the poor turkey fall down.
Jeremy : I'm not a turkey! Your mother...
Teresa : Where's our mother?
Jeremy : Hold it. No.
Martin : You big buzzard. Where's our mother? You better tell me or I'll...
Jeremy : You're tickling!
Martin : Or I'll tie you back up again.
Jeremy : The rosebush to see the rats.
Teresa : Did you take our mother to the rats?
Martin : I'm gonna go look for her.
Jeremy : No, no, listen. Hold it. Wait a minute. The rats, they're friendly. Good. Tonight, stay. They're coming here to move your house where it's safe. Understand? Stay. The Owl said they're good and smart. Get it?
Martin : You're right. He's a loony.
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Cynthia : Is Timmy gonna die?
Mrs. Brisby : No, sweetheart. He's just very sick.
Teresa : What's the matter with him, Mother?
Mrs. Brisby : Mr. Ages called it pneumonia.
Teresa : Pneumonia.
Cynthia : When will he get better?
Mrs. Brisby : Soon, I hope.
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Mrs. Brisby : [after Auntie Shrew has left after being mistreated by Martin, she glares seriously at Teresa, Martin and Cynthia] Well, children, now, you've done it.
Teresa : [making a point] It was Martin.
Mrs. Brisby : [understanding; as she crosses to the fireplace to mix Timothy's medicine with a broth] The Shrew means well. She only wants to help.
Martin : [feeling guilty over his behavior in front of Auntie Shrew, as he follows Mrs. Brisby into Timothy's bedroom] Gosh, I'm sorry, Mom.
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Jeremy : You can't leave me here like... There's a... There's a... He's very big
[stammers]
Auntie Shrew : Good. Good riddance. Teresa, Martin! That's the least you deserve.
Teresa : Auntie.
Auntie Shrew : There you are! Keep an eye on this hooligan. Make sure he doesn't get away until I can get help. And as for you, you black buzzard, I wouldn't try anything. I shall return.