OB40mukEXQ6QZ1740xdjwF1LEQ4 Quote to Remember: CHICKEN RUN [2000]

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Sunday, April 29, 2012

CHICKEN RUN [2000]

Escape Or Die Frying




Now let that be a lesson for the lot of ya - no chicken escapes from Tweedy's farm! 
[Mr. Tweedy]




[Ginger]: You know what the problem is? 
The fences aren't just round the farm. They're up here, in your heads. 
There's a better place out there, somewhere beyond that hill, and it has wide open places, and lots of trees... and grass. 
Can you imagine that? Cool, green grass. 
[Hen]: Who feeds us? 
[Ginger]: We feed ourselves. 
[Hen]: Where's the farm?
[Ginger]: There is no farm. 
[Babs]: Then, where does the farmer live?
[Ginger]: There is no farmer, Babs.
[Babs]: Is he on holiday?
[Ginger]: He isn't anywhere! Don't you get it? 
There's no morning head count, no farmers, no dogs and coops and keys, and no fences.
[Bunty]: In all my life, I've never heard such a fantastic load of tripe. 
Oh, face the facts, ducks. 
The chances of us getting out of here are a million to one. 
[Ginger]: Then there's still a chance.  


Now, the most important thing is, we have to work as a team, 
which means: you do everything I tell you.
[Rocky]


[Rocky]: Wait a minute. Let me get this straight. 
You wanna get every chicken in this place out of here 'at the same time'?
[Ginger]: Of course.
[Rocky]: You're certifiable! You can't pull off a stunt like that. That's suicide. 
[Ginger]: Where there's a will, there's a way. 
[Rocky]: Couldn't agree more. And I 'will' be leaving 'that' way. 


[Rocky]: Listen. Shh. You hear that? [silence] That's the open road calling my name, and I was born to answer that call. Bye. [he leaves]
[Babs]: He must have very good hearing.


[Nick]: The exits are located here and here. 
In the quite likely event of an emergency, put your head between your knees... 
[Fetcher]: and kiss your bum goodbye! 





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