Francis Quote #80

Quote from Francis in The Bully

Francis: [on the phone] Mom, I'm calling to remind you that today is the last day to buy me a plane ticket home for my... [whispers] birthday.
Lois: Honey, we talked about this. We can't fly you back here in the middle of the week. You'd only be here for eight hours.
Francis: But, Mom...
Lois: Sweetie, I'm sorry. I wish things were different, but you were just home for Thanksgiving, and that's all we can afford right now.
Francis: Mom, you don't know what they do to people around here on their... [whispers] birthday. They strip you naked, and they shave every hair off your body and they throw you in the reflecting pond. Is that what you want for me?
Lois: I'm impressed, Francis. Your stories are getting better; at least more believable.
Francis: What stories?
Lois: Oh, when you wanted to come home for that party and you swore the academy was being terrorized by a pack of feral dogs?
Francis: Which were never caught.
Lois: Francis, I want you home for your birthday, too, but we just can't afford it.
Francis: Fine. I guess I'll just fend for myself and hope these monsters don't find out it's my... you know.

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 ‘The Bully’ Quotes

Quote from Francis

Lois: [answers phone] Hello.
Francis: Mom, great news. I figured out a way to get home Wednesday.
Lois: Francis...
Francis: No, it won't cost you a cent. One of the cadet's fathers is a trucker. He said I can ride in the refrigerator compartment to the 609 interchange. And a buddy of his flies a crop duster. Now, if he's sober, he should be able to drop me off at the soybean field near the train station...

Quote from Malcolm

Lois: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What happened to you?
Malcolm: What happened to me? I'll tell you what happened to me. Since Reese got whipped by that girl, he stopped being the school bully, so now there's no one to protect me from people who think I'm an unfunny little smart ass, which is evidently everyone.
Hal: Well, you can be a little sarcastic.
Malcolm: Thanks, Dad. I feel better.
Hal: Case in point. [to Lois] Well, he can be.

Quote from Reese

Malcolm: Okay, what the hell was that milk thing on the playground?
Reese: I don't know. I had to do something.
Malcolm: So you poured milk on yourself? Why didn't you just pound that kid?
Reese: Because I'm sick of doing that. I'm sick of beating up little kids. It's creepy.
Malcolm: But that's you. That's what you do.
Reese: Not anymore. That was the old me. The thing I did at school today was me destroying the old Reese.
Malcolm: So, drenching yourself with chocolate milk was like a baptism?
Reese: No, idiot. I was washing away the old me and starting over.