Stinky quotes from Hey Arnold!

Hey, Stinky, come over here and tell me what I'm looking at.

Well, I'd say it looks like Harold. Only it can't be Harold. On the count he's single with a girl.

It is Harold. And it's not just a girl, it's Big Patty.

You reckon he snapped his cap?

He must've, Stinky. What other explanation could there be?

Hey, Harold.

Harold

Huh? What?

Am I whacked, or did Stinky and me see you with Big Patty at the ice cream parlor?

Harold

Yeah. I was there.

With Big Patty?

Harold

Her name's Patty! So what if I was?

I thought you didn't like girls anyway.

Harold

I don't. I mean, they're okay. What's the big deal anyways?

Well, it's no big deal if you got a crush on a girl, Harold. But who would've thought you'd get one on Big Patty?

Yeah, Big Patty!

Harold

Cut it out. I do not have a crush on her. I don't even really like her. I was just doing her a favor by hanging out with her. I probably won't even see her again.

Okay, Harold. You don't have to get all mad about it.

Harold

Stop it or I'll pound ya!

Hey, Harold. You wanna have lunch with me and Sid?

Harold

I was kinda supposed to meet somebody.

Who?

It's not your girlfriend Big Patty, is it?

[teasing] Harold and Patty!

Harold

Shut up! It's not Patty! Why would I be having lunch with her? And she's not my girlfriend.

Harold

I bet Rhonda thinks I'm a geek because I'm fat and loud and OBNOXIOUS!

Curly

And I'll bet she thinks I'm a geek 'cause my dad cuts my hair with a bowl!

I bet she thinks I'm a geek because of my huge nose!

It's not that huge, Sid.

Thanks, Stinky, but you're just saying that because you've got the biggest honker in the whole city. No offence.

None taken.

How about the Muave Avenger?

We are not calling our go-cart, the Muave Avenger. [Scene changes] I can't believe we called our go-cart the Muave Avenger.

But we didn't win.

But I didn't crash!

But we didn't win.

Harold

This is gonna be great.

He's sure gonna be surprised.

Hey, guys, what are you doing here?

[giggles] We're all gonna moon Principal Wartz.

It was Harold's brilliant idea.

Harold

Want to do it with us?

I do not think so.

Harold

Oh, come on, it's fun.

It's all the rage.

All the Junior High Kids are doing it.

It sounds great, guys, but I think I'll pass.

Harold

Oh, you're just a chicken.

I am not chicken, Harold. It's just not such a good idea.

Harold

That's because you are a weenie. You don't have the guts, is all.

Yeah, you just don't have the guts.

Harold

No guts at all.

It's not that, I just...

Harold

Shh, shh. [heard Principal Wartz coming out of his office] Here he comes. Get ready on three. [Harold, Stinky, and Sid put on some masks and turn around] One...

Are you really gonna go through this?

Harold

Shh! Two... [they unzip and grab their pants, Principal Wartz walks down the hallway] Three! [everyone except Arnold bends over]

Principal Wartz

What the — What is this? [puts on his glasses and sees Harold, Stinky, and Sid mooning him] Oh, my! Whoa! [Harold, Stinky, and Sid pull up their pants, and run down the hallway laughing] Come back here, ya hooligans! [Harold, Stinky, and Sid ran out of the school and Principal Wartz was panting] You won't get away with this. [to Arnold] You there! Where do you think you are going, Young Man?

Harold

Hey, Arnold. You didn't tell on us, did you?

No, I didn't tell.

Harold

What did Wartz do to you?

He gave me four weeks detention.

Four weeks?

But you didn't even do anything.

I know, Stinky.

Harold

You better not rat on us, Arnold! 'Cause you know what will happen if you do!

I won't tell.

You think maybe it ain't fair for Arnold to take the blame for what we did?

You mean like, maybe we should go tell Wartz that we're the ones who mooned him, and get Arnold off the hook.

Harold

[jumps out of frustration] No, no, no! Arnold got caught; that's his fault, not ours. We got away with what we did, and that is all that counts. Nobody is going into Wartz's office and telling him what we did. Nobody! You got it?

I guess there's no sense in all three of us getting detention.

Hmm. I guess you're right, Harold. You figure he'll crack and spill the beans?

I reckon this will go on his permanent record.

I don't know if I could take the pressure.

What do you bet he cracks and rats us all out?

Harold

Don't worry. Arnold's not a snitch. He won't rat.

I don't know, Harold...

Harold

I'm telling you, he won't rat! [to Arnold] Did you rat?

No, Harold, I didn't rat.

Harold

Well, you'd better not, 'cause if you do, you know what will happen.

You'll pound me.

Harold

That's right, I'll pound you.

Yeah, right.

Harold

I will, Arnold. You can believe me! [stutters] You know what, I'll pound you so good that you'll be sorry!

He gave me four weeks detention.

But you didn't even do anything.

Harold

You better not tell, or I'll pound you.

Principal Wartz

Keep up the good work, Son.

Principal Wartz

Young Man, I hold here in my hand your Permanent Record. Now you still have a chance to save yourself. Just tell me who the real mooners are. Tell me their names, and I won't have to enter this terrible black mark on your Record.

I can't do that.

Principal Wartz

[to Arnold] You understand that your Permanent Record will follow you all the way to Junior High?

I understand.

Principal Wartz

And you still won't tell.

No.

Principal Wartz

Then, you leave me no choice.

Harold

I did it, it was me! I'm sorry, Arnold is completely innocent. I'm the mooner. I am the mooner! [sobs]

I am guilty, too. [sobs]

And me! We all did it together. [sobs]

Arnold had nothing to do with it.

Oh, he was just a pawn in a horrible, twisted prank!

Harold

He's a saint. He's a saint. [Arnold smiles]

Principal Wartz

Well, Young Man, I suppose this lets you off the hook... [closes the top of the permanent black marker] ...for now.

Harold

I had to do it. I just couldn't live with the guilt.

It's gonna go on your Permanent Record.

Harold

Yeah, I know, but I'd never figure I'd make it to Junior High anyways.

I feel so much better now that we fessed up.

Me too. I guess we didn't realize it, but deep down, the guilt was driving us crazy the whole time, you know, subconsciously.

Harold

Hey, Arnold, do you remember when I said you don't have any guts, 'cause you wouldn't moon Principal Wartz?

Yeah.

Harold

Why, you don't have any guts then, but after you showed up to Wartz and didn't rat us out, well, I figure that took a lot of guts. More guts than me and Sid and Stinky got put together.

Yeah, Arnold, you've got guts.

You are just chock full of guts.

Thanks.

Harold

Hey, guys, what do you say tomorrow, we'd make a great big old sign that says "KICK ME," and tape it to Mr. Simmons' back?

[giggles] What a great idea.

Everybody would be kicking him all day, and he won't get why!

I know if that's not such a great idea...

I still can't understand how Lila could prefer your plain, homely, dull as dirt Cousin Arnie over you, Arnold. I mean, you're no Dapper Dan, but you sure are better looking than Arnie. And you're sure a lot more fun to talk to, but she does like him better! Look at her glow!

[mad] Stinky, shut up.

[confused] What'd I say?

And the winner is Arnold... there seems to be a smudge over the last name.

That must be you, Arnold, on the count that you're the only kid named Arnold in this whole danged school.

[telling his scary story] This here yarn of a horror is about the ever-frighting: Monkeycat. In the dingy laboratory of the despicable Dr. Mischief, there lived an old furry cat. One day, the cat snuck into the cage of a frisky monkey and got himself caught. Dr Mischief watched as the monkey and the cat began to fight, they became entangled together and that's when the evil doctor got his big idea. He cut off the monkey's head and sewed on the cat's body and invented...Monkey-cat!

Gerald

Monkey-cat?

Monkey-cat!

Gerald

What's so scary about that?

It's a banana eating milk drinking horror monster, Monkey-cat!

Harold

[throws his pillow at Stinky's face] That's not scary, that's stupid.

Rhonda

So my father said, "Cost is no object, and you'll find a scarf when we go to Aspen anyway." And he bought me the most expensive one, right on the spot.

Gosh, this scarf feels soft as a lop-eared bunny rabbit.