Peter Brady quotes from The Brady Bunch

Peter

I am a little Sunflower; sunny, brave and true. From tiny bud to blossom, I do good deeds for you.

Peter

That's Diamond Head, dumb head.

Peter

Bad luck, come and get me.

Peter

Pleased to meet me.

Peter

[to Mike] I once saw a movie where a man was getting married. He was so nervous he forgot to put his pants on.

Bobby

[looks under the table] You’re OK, dad.

Mike

Well then?

Greg

We're sick of doing all these things.

Peter

Do this, do that, they're a real pain.

Bobby

Yeah, they're too bossy.

Greg

Come on, Bobby, you can tell us.

Bobby

What?

Peter

Where did you hide Cindy's doll?

Bobby

I didn't hide it, like I told Mom.

Peter

Honest?

Bobby

Honest.

Greg

Would you swear to it? The sacred oath?

Bobby

Even the sacred oath.

Peter

Boy, that proves he didn't take it. No sir!

Marcia

Are you sure Bobby took her?

Cindy

Sure I am, he said he hated Kitty!

Jan

I heard him say it lots of times.

Cindy

[crying] And she doesn't even have her bottle, she'll starve to death!

Marcia

Come on. [takes Cindy's hand]

Cindy

Where are we going?

Marcia

We're gonna get that doll back.

Jan

Yeah. [They leave for boys' room]

Peter

If Bobby didn't take it, Cindy shouldn't say he did.

Greg

Right. Come on, she can't accuse him and get away with it. [They leave for girls' room]

Marcia

Bobby, you give Kitty back or... [they realize room is empty]

Greg

Now listen here, Cindy, you... [they realize room is empty, Greg turns towards the open bathroom door] Come on.

Marcia

Bobby, you give Kitty back!

Greg

You stop picking on him!

Jan

What did you do with her?

Peter

He didn't do anything with her!

Cindy

He did too!

Bobby

I did not!

Marcia

You did so!

Greg

He did not so!

Marcia

Oh yeah?

Greg

Yeah!

Mike

Hey, hey, hey, what's going on in here?

Mike

Hold it! Will somebody fill me in?

Carol

Well, Cindy's doll is missing, and the girls think Bobby took it.

Mike

Well, Bobby?

Bobby

I didn't take it!

Marcia

He did too!

Greg

He did not!

Mike

CUT!

Mike

[to the kids] All right! We all know that in the past, the telephone problem has been absolutely impossible!

Cindy

It has not bothered me.

Bobby

Me neither.

Mike

[turns to Bobby and Cindy] Oh yeah? Well, it has bothered me. And it has bothered our household budget. [then to the rest of the kids] Fortunately, I have the solution to the problem and here it is.

Mike

[cheering] TA-DA!

Carol

That looks like a pay telephone.

Mike

That is a pay telephone.

Carol

Honey, that looks like a real payphone.

Mike

Precisely. Didn’t you notice the other one is gone, the other phone?

Carol

Hey, it is gone.

Greg

I don’t dig.

Marcia

What’s the point?

Mike

The point is, this payphone is for all you kids. And the household budget stops taking a beating. From now on, you are given an addition to your allowance for two calls per day. After that, those calls you make is then deducted from your allowance.

Peter

Did you say, two calls a day?

Mike

[turns to Peter] That’s right, Peter. The rest then comes out of your allowance.

Jan

Two calls?! But I average at least ten!

Mike

[turns to Jan] Well, there goes your allowance.

Mike

This payphone should teach you kids not to monopolize the phone. And you have to be especially careful about toll calls.

Mike

[to Carol] Did you know that every call you make to Martha is a toll call?

Carol

[laughs] Well, you don’t expect me to use that thing.

Mike

Very good, you can use my phone in the den.

Carol

[sarcastically] Oh, thanks a lot.

Mike

You’re welcome.

Peter

Two calls? Even when you’re arrested you get to make one call.

Jan

And that you make to your lawyer.

Greg

Come on, let’s tell them how we feel.

Marcia

We don't want a payphone! You can't lie on the floor and talk!

Mike

That should make your calls shorter, won't it?

Greg

Suppose we promise to be more careful.

Mike

[to Greg] Sorry, son. We've tried discussion, we've tried egg timers, we've even tried threats. Nothing worked.

Carol

You're right, Greg.

Mike

Now you use the pay phone.

Marcia

But Dad...!

Mike

[to Marcia] Sorry, Marcia. But maybe this is going to solve the problem. [turns to all the rest of the kids.] DISMISSED!

Peter

I'm sorry, I won't tell anybody!

Greg

Won't tell what?

Peter

I told you, I can't tell you! I promised Bobby, the only reason he told me is, cause I'm his brother.

Greg

Well, so am I, dummy!

Greg

Now, don't let the girls catch you hiding these.

Bobby

If they catch me, should I eat the present?

Peter

Eat it! [to Greg] He's been watching too many of those spy programs.

Mike

While Alice is grounded, you are all going to assume the job of running this house. And that is starting tomorrow and right after school.

Greg

But Dad, our team has practice work outs! So we can stay in shape for the next game!

Mike

I guarantee your coach you will be in shape.

Marcia

What about my music lessons?!

Mike

You can hum a lot while you work.

Jan

No dance class?!

Mike

That's right. No dance class.

Peter

Dad? Would you believe that I would spend every afternoon studying at the library?

Mike

[laughs] Yeah, that's a great try, Peter. And I would like to believe that. But it would boggle my mind. Anyone else?

Bobby

I give up.

Cindy

Me too.

Mike

Good. Now that we understand each other, hit the sack! Starting with breakfast tomorrow, we get to work!

Sorry, I can't make it. I have my piano lessons.

Peter

I didn't know you knew how to play the piano.

I don't. That's why I gotta take lessons.

Marcia

[about her diary] Okay, if you hand it right over, I won't press charges.

Greg

What are you talking about?

Marcia

As if you didn't know.

Peter

Bobby, do you know what she's talking about?

Bobby

No. Greg, do you know what she's talking about?

Greg

No. Marcia, do you know what you're talking about?

Marcia

I certainly do! Someone in this room took my diary.

Greg

Your diary, you mean you actually keep one of those stupid things?

Bobby

What's a diary?

Peter

It's a book, that you write things in, that you don't want anyone else to read.

Bobby

Why?

Greg

So, you could write stuff like...

Greg

[Greg then sits at his desk imitating Marcia writing in her diary] "Dear diary, at last I met him, my dream man. It was at the delicatessen and our fingers tingled as we reached for the same potato salad."

Peter

The suspense is killing me!

Bobby

So is the toothpaste!

Baby talk, baby talk, it's a wonder you can walk.

Cindy

You stop that, Buddy Hinton!

Stop that! Oh witty bitty baby talk. There is no witty bitty baby talk, say something. Come on, say something.

Peter

[witnesses it and intervenes] Cut that out, Buddy!

Baby, baby, what did you say?

Peter

Quit teasing my sister!