Arthur quotes

[gasp] Huh?

[whispering] Come with me.

Why not?

Shush. [whispering] This was about our lost brother.

[whispering] We didn't have a brother.

[whispering] They're keeping him a secret. But I've seen him.

[to the audience] Oh. Good.

(whispering): Wait, don't turn on- (Arthur turns light on) (quietly): -the light...

See that? I wonder where he is. But Mom and Dad had just sold him or something like that.

[gets heated with D.W.] Uh, D.W., that was me.

It was not.

It was too.

But you wear glasses.

Well, that was before I wore glasses.

Well, you were born with glasses.

You're only two years old then, so you just probably didn't remember.

Mr. Marco

This quiz is to be completed in class. No talking! [writes math problems on the blackboard.]

This is a seven, right?

Francine Frensky

Nope, this is a two.

This is the one?

Francine

Nope, this is a seven.

This is a seven.

Francine

No, Arthur, this is a nine, will you please stop bothering me?

Mr. Marco

(clears throat) Ahem! Mmm! (handing out test results) These are your test results. Anybody with four or more mistakes should see me after class for extra homework.

Francine

[has all questions right, but Arthur has them all wrong] I guess math's not your best subject.

I've got a headache!

Buster Baxter

Yeah, sometimes Francine gives me a headache too.

Francine

(Offended, putting her head up with her eyes closed) Hmph.

Hmm?

Shoot! (shoots and scores)

Buster

[has the ball on a breakaway and passes to Arthur] Arthur!

Got it! No I didn't. (misses again, a peach cat gets the ball, passes to Francine)

Buster

Come on Arthur, you can do this! (Arthur shoots and it goes over the net and into the lockers) Oh, Arthur.

Francine

I guess basketball is just not the best sport.

E, G, B, D.

E, G, B, D.

E, G, B, D.

[clears throat] M, P, 7, R, P, R. Oh, this is not a seven! Eight? Huh?

Muffy Crosswire

How do you get in trouble with the nurse?

Buster

What happened here?

I think I have to go to the eye doctor.

What can you see?

It was just blurry, Dr. Iris.

(puts in another lens.) Now what did you see?

A giant worm!

What?

Where?

Oh. (puts the small caterpillar on a potted plant and puts the lens back in the phoropter.) Is this better now?

Yeah, I could read it all!

You just need glasses, Arthur. And this is why you've been getting these headaches.

All you have to do is choose the frames you like.

[puts on aviator glasses] Cool! [briefly imagines himself standing in front of a jetfighter, tries on rectangular glasses] Hmm... Woo-hoo. (He tilts his head and his pupils roll along the rim of the glasses.)

These were nice.

Maybe I can try something else. [puts on futuristic glasses. He imagines he is standing on Mars. Behind him an alien wearing the same kind of glasses looks out of a UFO. They wave at each other, takes off the glasses and spots some round brown glasses.] Hey!

[reaches down for the glasses and puts them on Arthur] There.

These look wonderful, Arthur.

Very distinguished.

Really?

Look at this airplane way up there! Look at all the leaves on the trees! Hey, Mom, you have gray hairs on your head! Dad, have you always had those bags under your eyes?