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: My brave little football-headed hero.
: I think I need to go lie down. Helga
: I'll go with you!
: And I would of gotten away with it, if it weren't for that meddling football head, that kid with all the hair, and that brat with the one eyebrow. Helga
: Ah, tell it to the judge, donut hole.
Big Bob Pataki
: I could get you that pony you've been wanting. Helga
: I wanted a pony when I was five, Dad.
: [as deep voice
] I'm everywhere and nowhere, but mostly I'm everywhere.
: I wish I had a sign.
[pigeon poops on her
: [after weasling out of paying a dinner bill
] There is no way I'm gonna go back in there, tell them the truth, and wind up washing dishes.
: I can't believe I told them the truth, and I wound up washing dishes.
: Well, I suppose the only solution would be to tell the manager the truth.
: That is the stupidest idea I have ever heard in my entire life!
: [Harold has begun to hug her
] Get off of me, you big whale!
[On a hike through the woods
] Big Bob Pataki
: Ugh! It's getting kind of cold. I think I should turn down this air breeze a little...
[Turns knob and it explodes, sending Bob into a tree
: Are you okay, Mr. Pataki? Big Bob Pataki
: AM I okay! LOOK AT ME! The food's gone! The air breeze doesn't work! ANd to top it all off- WE'RE LOST! Helga
: Lost? I thought you knew where we were! Big Bob Pataki
: I've been lost ever since I saw those signs in Spanish.
The Jolly Olly Man
: Haven't you ever heard of supply and demand? Helga
: Well, I demand that you supply me with some ice cream, before I knock your teeth out!
[the kids are thinking of ideas for something to do
: I say we paint ourselves with tiger stripes, and go free all the animals in the zoo! Helga
] Fine, Curly. We'll meet you there in an hour. Curly
: [runs away cackling
: Poor twisted little freak.
[Mocking Big Bob, bowing theatrically
: All hail the Beeper King!
: Come on, come on. Harold
: Alright already. Keep your shirt on, Helga.
: For all our sakes!
: There is no way I'm taking the subway.
: I can't believe I'm taking the subway.
: I am too a girl. I'm pretty. I'm feminine. I'm delicate.
[Helga bumps into someone
: Oh, excuse me young man. Helga
: I'm a girl!
[Helga is doing stand-up in the school juice bar
: My first impression is someone we all know. It's the first voice you hear in the morning, and it goes something like this:
[imitating Principal Wartz
: "Attention, students of P.S. 118, I have an important announcement. Henceforth, all lunch-related activities shall be conducted during the lunchtime period."
: Whoo, thanks for clearing *that* up, Principal Wartz.