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Buddy (Character)
from Elf (2003)

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Elf (2003)
[Buddy sees the mail room for the first time]
Buddy: This place reminds me of Santa's Workshop! Except it smells like mushrooms and everyone looks like they want to hurt me.

Buddy: [phone rings, Buddy picks it up] Buddy the Elf, what's your favorite color?

Buddy: Sounds like somebody needs to sing a Christmas Carol.
Jovie: No way.
Buddy: The best way to spread Christmas Cheer, is singing loud for all to hear.
Jovie: Thanks, but I don't sing.
Buddy: Oh, well, it's just like talking, except longer and louder, and you move your voice up and down.
Jovie: I *can* sing, I just choose *not* to sing. Especially in front of other people.
Buddy: If you can sing alone, you sing in front of other people. There's no difference.
Jovie: Actually, there's a BIG difference.
Buddy: No there's not. Wait...
[Starts singing loud and off-key]
Buddy: I'm singing/I'm in a store/and I'm siiiiiingiiiiing!/I'm in a store/and I'm siiiiiingiiiiing!
Gimbel's Manager: HEY! There's no singin' in the North Pole!
Buddy: Yes there is!
Gimbel's Manager: No there's not!
Buddy: We sing all the time!
Gimbel's Manager: No you don't!
Buddy: Especially when we build toys!
[Back to Jovie]
Buddy: See?

Buddy: We elves try to stick to the four main food groups: candy, candy canes, candy corns, and syrup.

Buddy: What about santa's cookies? I suppose parents eat those too?

Santa: That's another thing... Buddy you should know that your father... he's on the naughty list.
Buddy: Nooooo!

Puffin: Hey Buddy wanna pick some snowberries?
Buddy: Not now Arctic Puffin!

Buddy: [out of breath from chasing Michael] Wow, you're fast. I'm glad I caught up to you. I waited 5 hours for you. Why is your coat so big? So, good news - I saw a dog today. Have you seen a dog? You probably have. How was school? Was it fun? Did you get a lot of homework? Huh? Do you have any friends? Do you have a best friend? Does he have a big coat, too?...
Michael: - Go away !

Gimbel's Manager: [showing Buddy around the floor] This, is the North Pole.
Buddy: No it isn't.
Gimbel's Manager: Yes it is.
Buddy: No it isn't.
Gimbel's Manager: Yes it is!
Buddy: No it's not. Where's the snow?

Gimbel's Manager: Why are you smiling like that?
Buddy: I just like to smile, smiling's my favorite

Walter: Who sent this Christmas Gram?
Buddy: What's a Christmas Gram? I want one!

Buddy: Who the heck are you?
Gimbel's Santa: What are you talkin' about? I'm Santa Claus.
Buddy: No, you're not.
Gimbel's Santa: Uh, why of course I am! Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho.
Buddy: Well, if you're Santa, what song did I sing for you on your birthday this year?
Gimbel's Santa: Um, Happy Birthday of course. Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho. How old are you son?
Kid with Santa: Four.
Gimbel's Santa: You're a big boy. What's your name?
Kid with Santa: Paul.
Gimbel's Santa: Now what can I get you for Christmas?
Buddy: Don't tell him what you want, he's a liar.
Gimbel's Santa: Let the kid talk.
Buddy: You disgust me! How can you live with yourself?
Gimbel's Santa: Just cool it, Zippy.
Buddy: You sit on a throne of lies.
Gimbel's Santa: Look, I'm not kiddin'.
Buddy: You're a fake.
Gimbel's Santa: I'm a fake?
Buddy: Yes!
Gimbel's Santa: How'd you like to be dead, huh? Ho, ho, just kidding.
Buddy: You stink.
Gimbel's Santa: I think you're gonna have a good Christmas, all right.
Buddy: You smell like beef and cheese, you don't smell like Santa.

Buddy: Francisco! That's fun to say! Francisco... Frannncisco... Franciscooo...

Buddy: [thinking Miles is an elf] Did you have to borrow a reindeer to get down here?
Miles Finch: Hey, jackweed, I get more action in a week than you've had in your entire life. I've got houses in L.A., Paris and Vail. In each one, a 70 inch plasma screen. So I suggest you wipe that stupid smile off your face before I come over there and SMACK it off! You feeling strong, my friend? Call me elf one more time.
Buddy: [after a pause] He's an angry elf.
[Miles promptly attacks him]

Emily: [tries some of Buddy's spaghetti with syrup] Oh, that's good.
Buddy: Good?
Emily: Good.
Buddy: Good!

Buddy: [burps loud and long] Did you hear that?
Michael: You are so weird.

Buddy: Hi!
Deb: Hi!
Buddy: Do you remember me?
Deb: I do! I didn't recognize you!
Buddy: I know I'm in work clothes!

Walter: [whispering] I think we should call security.
Deb: [whispering] Good idea.
Buddy: [whispering] I like to whisper too!

Buddy: [whispering to the department store Santa] You sit on a throne of lies!

Santa: I've been to New York thousands of times.
Buddy: Really?
Santa: Mm-hmm.
Buddy: What's it like?
Santa: Well, there are some things you should know. First off, you see gum on the street, leave it there. It isn't free candy.
Buddy: Oh.
Santa: Second, there are, like, thirty Ray's Pizzas. They all claim to be the original. But the real one's on 11th. And if you see a sign that says "Peep Show", that doesn't mean that they're letting you look at presents before Christmas.

Buddy: Your costume is pretty.
Carolyn: Oh, it's not a costume. I'm an elf. Well, technically, I'm a human, but I was raised by elves.
Buddy: Oh. I'm a human... raised by humans.

Emily: You like sugar, huh?
Buddy: Is there sugar in syrup?
Emily: Yes.
Buddy: Then YES!

Buddy: You stink. You smell like beef and cheese! You don't smell like Santa.

Buddy: Have you seen these toilets? They're GINORMOUS!

[Buddy burps loudly]
Buddy: Did you hear that?

Buddy: Watch out, the yellow ones don't stop!

[Buddy is pressing the elevator buttons at the same time]
Buddy: It looks like a Christmas tree.

Gimbel's Manager: There's no singing in the North Pole.
Buddy: Yes there is.

Buddy: SANTA! OH MY GOD! SANTA'S COMING! I KNOW HIM! I KNOW HIM!

Jovie: How come you were in the women's locker room this morning?
Buddy: I heard you singing.
Jovie: Are you sure it had nothing to do with the fact that I was naked in the shower?
Buddy: I didn't know you were naked.

Buddy: It's just nice to meet another human that shares my affinity for elf culture.

Buddy: I thought maybe we could make ginger bread houses, and eat cookie dough, and go ice skating, and maybe even hold hands.

Buddy: I passed through the seven levels of the Candy Cane forest, through the sea of swirly twirly gum drops, and then I walked through the Lincoln Tunnel.

Buddy: First we'll make snow angels for a two hours, then we'll go ice skating, then we'll eat a whole roll of Tollhouse Cookiedough as fast as we can, and then we'll snuggle.

Buddy: [to the doctor] Can I listen to your necklace?

[excitedly enters a shop with neon sign: World's Best Cup of Coffee]
Buddy: You did it! Congratulations! "World's Best Cup of Coffee."Great job, everybody. It's great to meet you.

Buddy: The best way to spread Christmas cheer is singing loud for all to hear.

Buddy: I'm a cotton-headed ninny-muggins.

Buddy: [reading the note he left on the etch-a-sketch] "I'm sorry I ruined your lives, and crammed eleven cookies into the VCR."

[Being beaten up by a dwarf he thinks is an elf]
Buddy: He's an *angry* elf!

Walter: What do you want? Some money?
Buddy: No! I just wanted to meet you and thought maybe you might want to meet me.
Walter: Who wouldn't wanna meet you?

Buddy: [as he is hit by a snowball] SON of a NUTcracker!

Walter: [Buddy had just caused Walter to lose a client] You get the hell out of here.
Buddy: Where do you want me to go?
Walter: I don't care where you go. I don't care that you're an elf! I don't care that you're nuts! I don't care that you're my son! Get out of my life! Now!

Miles Finch: [Buddy has just innocently called Miles an 'elf' because of his stature, and Miles is clearly very offended, and daring him] Call me an elf.
Buddy: You're an elf!
[Miles attacks Buddy]

Leon the Snowman: Why the long face, Buddy?
Buddy: It seems I'm not an elf.
Leon the Snowman: Of course you're not an elf. You're six-foot-three and had a beard since you were fifteen.

Buddy: [quickly, and high pitched] i love you. i love you! I LOVE YOU!

Buddy: That's shocking!

Leon the Snowman: By the way don't eat the yellow snow.
Buddy: Oh, I know that.

Buddy: [to the racoon] Does somebody need a hug?

Buddy: [to man on elevator] Oh, I forgot to give you a hug.

Buddy: Sorry, sorry. I think your car is pretty.

Buddy: Good news! I saw a dog today!

Buddy: [to Jovi] I think you're really beautiful and I feel really warm when I'm around you and my tongue swells up.
[pause]
Buddy: So... do you wanna eat food?

Buddy: Deb, you have such a pretty face, you should be on a Christmas card!
Deb: Oh, you just made my day!

Emily: So, Buddy, how'd you sleep?
Buddy: Great! I got a full 40 minutes!

Buddy: [after getting beat up by Miles Finch] He must be a South Pole elf.

Buddy: [after getting off an elevator with a man] Oh, I forgot to give you a hug!

Buddy: My finger has a heartbeat.

Buddy: Reach out in front of you and take a sip. Don't look.
[Jovie sips the coffee and makes a yuck face]
Buddy: Well?
Jovie: It tastes like a crappy cup of coffee.
[Buddy chuckles as she removes the blindfold]
Jovie: It IS a crappy cup of coffee.
Buddy: No, it's the world's BEST cup of coffee.

Buddy: So, how'd you get here?
Mailroom Guy: Work release.
Buddy: Mm...
[Mailroom Guy pours liquor, which Buddy mistakes for maple syrup, into his coffee]
Buddy: Oh, syrup and coffee? Why didn't I think of that - can I try some?
Mailroom Guy: Be my guest.
Buddy: Very generous of you. Mm...
[Buddy empties the whole bottle into his coffee, to Mailroom Guy's bewilderment]
Buddy: I love syrup. Oh, love it.

Ming Ming: It's alright, Buddy. Just how many Etch-A-Sketches did you get finished?
[Buddy is silent]
Ming Ming: Come on, Buddy, how many?
Buddy: I made, uh... 85.
[elves stop working, stare in surprise]
Ming Ming: [observes elves, turns back to Buddy] 85? That puts you... 915 off the pace.
[shrugs]
Buddy: Why don't you just say it? I'm the worst toy-maker in the world. I'm a Cotton-Headed Ninnymuggins!

Pom Pom: Hey Buddy, are you okay? You don't look so good.
Buddy: [dazed] I'm alright, I just need a glass of water...
[Buddy falls forward in a faint]
Pom Pom: Ahhhhhh!
[Buddy passes out on top of Pom Pom]
Pom Pom: [muffled] Buddy? Buddy!

Mr. Narwhal: Bye Buddy, hope you find your dad.
Buddy: Thanks, Mr. Narwhal.