Frankie Foster quotes from Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends

Frankie

Hold on a minute. I know what you're up to, and it's not gonna happen cuz it doesn't wanna happen at all. Not again! [tries to storm off] Nice try.

Mac

That was weird.

Bloo

WHERE IS EVERYBODY?!

Frankie

Man, it is gorgeous out. Not a cloud in the sky!

Mr. Herriman

Indeed. It is quite an impressive shade of blue. [sits up; realizing] (Oh, no!) We forgot Master Blooregard!

Frankie

Pfft, no, we didn't. He totally ruined our day at the beach, so we left him behind on purpose. Remember?

Mr. Herriman

Oh, yes. Now I recall.

Frankie

Relaxing without him, huh?

Mr. Herriman

[worried] Anyways, I need to consider what chaos he's trying to cause, all by himself.

As a cold front sweeps in, you can expect showers in Spokane.

Bloo

Showers in Spokane. Spo-Cahn.

Temperatures are up there, and its hot in Topeka.

Bloo

It's HOT in To-Pe-Ka. Its hot. Hot-hot. Hot-hot-hot. Hot. [breathes out] HOT. HOT. Hot-hot-hottot! It's hot in Topeka! Toe-peker. I'm a toe-pick. I'm a hot toe-picker! Pick my toe-IT'S HOT! Pick my hot toe, PICK IT! Topeka's hot, my toe is hot-pick it! It's hot in Topeka. It's hot. It's hot. It's hot. IT'S HOT IN, IT'S HOT IN, IT'S HOT IN TOPEKA!...Topeka.

Mr. Herriman

[enters the foyer, seeing Mac and Bloo cleaning the floor] I do say, Masters Mac and Blooregard. This is a pleasant surprise. Did you spend the entire day cleaning?

Mac

[dismissive] No. We did nothing all day. Nothing.

Frankie

[angrily scolding Wilt as they enter] One day, Wilt! That's all I asked for. One day to relax and not worry about anything, and you ruined it!

Wilt

[ashamed] I'm sorry, Frankie. I don't know what got into me.

Frankie

I don't either. Now I wanna go back, try to clean all of that sand, and somehow find homes for all those jellyfish. [to all the other imaginary friends] You're all banned from the beach! That's what the governor said!

Wilt

I'll punish myself now, if that's okay. [walks away, followed by the other imaginary friends]

Frankie

[to Mac] I wish I could be you, Mac. No job, no responsibilities. [kneels down to him] You will never be a child again. Don't let it pass you by. [puts her hands on Mac's shoulders] All that matters is right here, right now. Take advantage of every precious moment. This is your favorite time to do the other very awesome things. [walks off]

Frankie

[dragging Bloo back to his room; threateningly] If I see you outside again, you are so going to get it!

Bloo

It wasn't me, it was Old Man Rivers!

Mac

I warned Bloo not to throw me a party! Every year, I tell him no more parties! But does he listen?! NO! HE NEVER, EVER, EVER, EVER LISTENS!!! But he'll listen now! [laughs manically]

Frankie

Mac, this party isn't for you.

Bloo

[enters with Artie, blindfolded] Surpri-- [notices the wreckage] Whoa, what the heck happened in here?

Mac

[looks around, seeing everything is birthday-themed after Artie, and looks down at the squashed cake; shocked at realizing what he had done] I didn't…

[heartbroken] I was four years old. [runs out of the library, sobbing]

Mac

I thought this was my party. [to Goo] You said you ruined the surprise.

Goo

I didn't. Artie saw me walking with my present for him.

Mac

And I left.

Bloo

Artie left, too, remember? He walked out the door.

And I didn't want to tell him about the curtains because then everyone would know I can sew.

You can? I can sure use me some pants.

Mr. Herriman

Master Mac, when you told me you hate parties, my chief concern was protecting this one from you. But I see now no party is safe from the likes of you. You will destroy each and every one, even if that means destroying lives in the process. [hops out of the library]

Mac

But… [attempts to stop him, but retracts]

Eduardo

[annoyed] You es muy, muy meano.

Wilt

[also annoyed] Maybe next time, you could talk about your problems, instead of taking them out on a little imaginary friend.

Frankie

[also annoyed] Like I didn't have enough to clean.

Goo

[grumpily] You stink!

Bloo

How could you, Mac? He was four years old today! Four years old.

Mac

[sulking in shame] I thought it was my party.

Frankie

[shocked when she sees Cheese memorizing the code in song as he leaves] CHEESE KNOWS THE CODE!

Bloo

LET'S GET HIM!!!

Frankie

[mumbles to Cheese to stop him from screaming] Rock-a-bye crazy on the treetop. When the wind blows, the cradle will destroy. When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall-

Cheese

Fall?! [screams]

Frankie

Oh, geez! Okay, um... Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water. Jack fell down and broke his-

Cheese

Broke?! [screams]

Eduardo

I got this one! The itsy-bitsy spider-

Cheese

Spiders! [screams]

Frankie

Baa, baa, black sheep, have you-

Cheese

Sheep! [screams]

Mac

Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake-

Cheese

Cake! [screams]

Coco

[to "Three Blind Mice"] Co-co-co, co-co-co-

Cheese

Coco! [screams]

Frankie

Quick, someone think of another song! Something that's not scary!

Bloo

I got one! Great green gobs of greasy, grimy gopher guts, mutilated monkey meat, chopped-up baby birdies' feet. Great green gobs of greasy, grimy gopher guts floating in my ice cream. and I don't got a spoon.

Cheese

No spoon! [screams]

Bloo

[laughs] This is fun!

Frankie

[to Goo] You're a genius! [Goo smiles with satisfaction; runs up to Mac] Did you get it all?

Mac

[tired and exhausted] Yeah, I think I actually did!

Frankie

[with eyes tearing up with victory] Do it, Mac. Press "enter."

Cheese

Yeah! I like fishy crackers!

Frankie

[pulls to get the doors open but they're still locked and turns to Cheese; incredibly infuriated] YOU! If you had only listened to one of the thousand times I told you, [gets into his face] YOU…DON'T…LIVE…HERE! GO HOME!!!

Cheese

Cheese!

Frankie

[enraged at Lil' Lincoln] You didn't adopt out the friends. You sold them for profit! [raises her hands with money]

Oh, boy. You just figured that out? That's right, toots, I sold them all. And with the scratch I clear, I thought I'd turn this dump into something nice, say, a casino!

Frankie

I…I… You're nothing more than a con man, a crook! Mr. Herriman, do something!

Mr. Herriman

You're right. [hops away] I need to check and see if your hard-boiled eggs are done, Mr. President.

Frankie

[threateningly] You won't get away with this! I am so telling my grandma!

Mac

This is all my fault. If I didn't bring them here, none of this would've ever happened. [sadly] I'm really sorry, guys.

Frankie

Oh, it's okay, you couldn't have known. We've just got to figure a way out of here and stop the tyranny of Abraham Lincoln!

Mr. Herriman

We're never getting out of here! All the friends are gone, the madame is brainwashed, all hope is lost!

Mac

No! There is one who can save us!

Frankie

Grandma, he's a crook! He locked us in the closet!

Mac

He sold all the imaginary friends to make money and he's gonna turn Foster's into a casino!

Mr. Herriman

He made me be his maid! [upset] Called me his First Lady.

Madame Foster

Wherever do they get these imaginations? [chuckles] Is that the paperwork giving you control of everything, dear?

Just a formality, my darling. Just scribble your nom de plume right there, and it's bon voyage.

Bloo

[groggy] Wilt? [follows him downstairs to the foyer and sees him talking to someone mysterious on the telephone]

Wilt

[on the telephone] Yeah, that's right. It's me. Bet you'd hoped to never hear from me again, didn't you? It's time we set things straight once and for all! Oh, really? Fine! Fine, then it's on! I'll see you in two days! You can count on it! [slams the phone on the receiver in anger]

Bloo

Wilt?

Wilt

[surprised to see Bloo has followed him] Oh! I'm sorry, Bloo. Did I wake you?

Bloo

Are you going somewhere?

Wilt

Well, yeah...But don't you worry about it. [slings his bindle over his back]

Bloo

"Don't worry about-?" [walks down a few more stairs to better see what Wilt is doing] What do you mean? Where are you going?!

Wilt

I did something terrible, and it's time I set things right. [closes the door behind him and leaves the house]

Bloo

Something...terrible? [hangs his mouth open in shock]

Madame Foster

Huh. Now if that ain't the pot leadin' the horse to water.

Frankie

Well, he couldn't have just left.

Mac

[opens up Wilt's locker] Look. His locker's empty.

Eduardo

And his toothbrush is gone.

Coco

[checking under the bunk beds where Wilt usually sleeps and finds nothing there] Coco coco co co!

Mr. Herriman

By Jove, he is gone.

Bloo

See?! I told you!

Frankie

No note? No letter? No nothing.

Madame Foster

Oh, that's not like him at all.

[as the doorbell rings; weeping while dabbing her teary eyes with a tissue] Just a… minute. [answers the door]

Frankie

Hello, ma'am. We hate to bother you, but… [Sara's Mom starts tearing up again] Oh, my gosh. Are-are you okay?

Bloo

[poking out from the bus window; shouting] WILT MUST HAVE ROBBED THEM! HE'S GETTING DESPERATE!

I'm fine. It's just… I love getting visitors. [starts weeping]

Mac

Oh, well, uh… We're looking for our friend. He's really tall and red with one arm.

Oh, yes. He was here. [Mac and Frankie smile at each other; sniffs] We took him to the train station.

Bloo

Let's try Coco!

[singing] Coco Coco bo-boco

Frankie

Let's try... SHUT UP!

[singing] Shut up shut up

Mac

Frankie, what if we don't catch Wilt at his next stop?

Frankie

I don't know. But don't worry. We can always try for the next stop until we catch him. As long as there's a trail to follow, we'll find him.

Bloo

Let's try Frankie!

[singing again, making Mac and Frankie annoyed] Frankie Frankie

Wilt

Phew. 274 lawns. [stands up] And it only took several hours out of my trip.

Frankie

[on the phone with Madame Foster while checking out at the front desk] No, Grandma. We didn't find him. We totally lost his trail.

Checking out?

Frankie

Yes, thank you. [signing a form] It was really late last night, so we stayed in a motel. I guess there's nothing else to do except come home. Maybe you're right. Maybe he will just come back. I sure hope so. We'll be back this afternoon. Love you, too. [hangs up and puts her phone in her purse; sighs sadly]