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Quotes from The Boxtrolls

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    • [on seeing Eggs scratching his crotch]
    • Winnie: NO! Don't scratch those in public! That's why they're called privates!
    • [when Winnie tells him to get in his box]
    • Eggs: Err... I can't right now
    • [Winnie clears her throat]
    • Eggs: I'm big boned
    • Winnie: When you meet someone you must look them in the eye and shake hands
    • [a confused Eggs does jazz hands]
    • Winnie: What are you doing?
    • [practicing his manners]
    • Eggs: It's a pleasure too meet you! It's a pleasure too meet you
    • [When Eggs states his a boxtroll]
    • Winnie: Oh... really? Then lets see you fit into your box!
    • Eggs: Err... I can't right now
    • [nods head]
    • Winnie: Ummhmm
    • Eggs: I'm long boned
    • Herbert Trubshaw: JELLY!
    • Mr. Pickles: We're exterminators! Of justice!
    • Mr. Gristle: We exterminate justice!
    • Winnie: You're the worst pickpocket I've ever seen.
    • [Gives Eggs a coin]
    • Winnie: Here. Buy a book on how to be a better thief.
    • Archibald Snatcher: I have been reasonable, and I can be unreasonable.
    • Winnie: You bit me. With your mouth.
    • Winnie: Where are the rivers of blood, and the mountains of bones? I was promised rivers of blood!
    • Archibald Snatcher: You Really think Portly-Rind and His mob will help a nobody like you? In this town, you want, you gotta help yourself. That's what a man does.
    • Eggs: You're a liar, when I tell Winnie's father the truth, he'll...
    • [Snatcher pushes egg to a wall]
    • Archibald Snatcher: HE'LL THANK ME. Because... all your little boxtroll friends... are going to die. TONIGHT!
    • Eggs: WHAT?
    • Archibald Snatcher: THEY'LL MAKE THE MOST RESPECTED MAN IN THIS TOWN! They'll have no choice but to give me a white hat, they'll parade me, They'll take up on their shoulders. And I'm NOT gonna let that be ruined by some little boxtroll sewer rat!
    • [first line, Snatcher to Butler at the front door]
    • Archibald Snatcher: Wake his Lordship. The unspeakable has happened, We must speak of it immediately!
    • [while butler aggressively presses the door on Snatcher]
    • Archibald Snatcher: STOP, that's not the worst of it. They'll come after...
    • [Butler slams the door in Snatcher's face, and is now talking through the mailslot of the mansion]
    • Archibald Snatcher: our cheeses!
    • [SCARED]
    • Lord Portley-Rind: MY GOUDA?
    • Archibald Snatcher: They'll stop at nothing.
    • Lord Portley-Rind: Oh you're the town exterminator, I'll pay whatever it takes.
    • Archibald Snatcher: Oh I don't want money, I want one of those
    • [pointing at Portly Rind's hat]
    • Lord Portley-Rind: A white hat? you? ABSURD!
    • Archibald Snatcher: Alright then, by prepare to say bye bye to your brie, cheerio to your cheddar, good bye...
    • [struggles with Butler, trying to slam the door on him]
    • Lord Portley-Rind: Hey, Have every boxtrolls gone, with proof.
    • Archibald Snatcher: For a white hat? I WILL DESTROY EVERY LAST BOXTROLL IN THIS TOWN!
    • [Frustrated]
    • Lord Portley-Rind: What is is, Snatcher?
    • Archibald Snatcher: BOXTROLLS HAVE COME AND STOLEN A CHILD!
    • Lord Portley-Rind: Gasp, no.
    • Archibald Snatcher: There no doubt, picking their teeth with his adorable baby bones, by now.
    • Lord Portley-Rind: Horribly tragedy.
    • [in a non-interested tone]
    • Lord Portley-Rind: Lets deal with it in the morning.
    • [after Learning that Snatcher was lying about the boxtrolls and the Trubshaws]
    • Lord Portley-Rind: He lied to us and to poor Madame Fru fru. Snatcher...
    • [Using fru-fru voice]
    • Archibald Snatcher: We could have been something special, but you have broken our agreement.
    • Lord Portley-Rind: Why is he talking like Madame Fru... GASP, Oh my god! I reget so much.
    • [on seeing Eggs rubbing his crotch]
    • Winnie: No!... You don't scratch there in public. That's why they're called
    • [whispers]
    • Winnie: privates.
    • Eggs: It won't change who you are. Cheese, hats, boxes-they don't make you who you are. You make you.
    • Eggs: Don't do it. You won't change who you are. Cheese, Hats, Boxes. They don't make you. "You" make you.
    • [Noticing that Snatcher is having an allergic reaction to a piece of cheese he just ate. Whispering to Mr. Trout]
    • Mr. Pickles: Someone's got the cheese fits again.
    • [to Mr.Gristle]
    • Mr. Trout: Oh, quickly, quietly get the leeches.
    • [while silently sneaking around Snatcher]
    • Mr. Gristle: Quietly. Quietly.
    • [Noticing that Trout's leaving the table]
    • Archibald Snatcher: Where's he going?
    • Mr. Gristle: Quietly.
    • Archibald Snatcher: Is he getting more cheese?
    • [Snatcher's lower lip swells up. Making Mr. Pickles and Mr. Trout shocked]
    • Archibald Snatcher: What?
    • Mr. Pickles: I think you've had enough for today, boss.
    • Winnie: BoxTroll Exterminators? They live down in Curds Way.
    • Eggs: How do I get there?
    • Winnie: Curds Way?
    • [pointing at street sign]
    • Winnie: Milk turns into it.
    • [rimshot is heard]
    • [Eggs keeps denying he's not a boxtroll]
    • Winnie: Oh for goodness sake... give me your hand
    • [Eggs flinches]
    • Winnie: I... don't bite
    • [as Winnie removes the bandages to his hands]
    • Eggs: Hey
    • [compares Eggs' hand to a boxtrolls]
    • Winnie: SEE! You're not one of them
    • [places her hand against his softly]
    • Winnie: You're one of us... you're a boy eggs
    • [Eggs is examining himself, having been dressed in fancy clothes]
    • Winnie: There... you look more like a proper boy now
    • [thrilled]
    • Eggs: ME... A proper boy!
    • Winnie: Allright first things first... off with the box
    • [Eggs gulps cutting to all the boxtrolls screaming]
    • Winnie: Stop that... RIGHT NOW!
    • [eats a tiny bit of cheddar, and swallows]
    • Archibald Snatcher: Mmmm!
    • Archibald Snatcher: Yes! Those things. Etcetera, ectetera, big words, chummy banter.
    • [Said as he breaks into an allergic reaction to the cheese]
    • [surprisingly]
    • Mr. Trout: Oh!
    • Archibald Snatcher: I say, old chaps, it's quite, um
    • [pause]
    • Archibald Snatcher: It's, um
    • [pauses]
    • Archibald Snatcher: It's quite, um
    • [breaking in]
    • Mr. Trout: Aromatic? Oaky? With an undertone of a mother's smile on a warm spring day? Hmmm
    • [smiling thoughtfully]
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