E.T. (1982)
Henry Thomas: Elliott
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Quotes
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[last lines]
E.T. : Come...
Elliot : [solemnly] Stay...
E.T. : [puts his finger to his glowing heart] Ouch.
Elliot : [mimics the same action, tearfully] Ouch.
E.T. : [E.T. and Elliot embrace each other, then E.T. puts his glowing finger to Elliot's forehead] I'll... be... right... here.
Elliot : [tearfully] ... bye.
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Elliott : You must be dead, because I don't know how to feel. I can't feel anything anymore.
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Michael : Maybe it was an iguana.
Elliott : It was *no* iguana.
Michael : Maybe, um - You know how they say there are alligators in the sewers?
Gertie : Alligators in the sewers.
Mary : All we're trying to say is, maybe you just probably imagined it. It happened...
Elliott : I couldn't have imagined it!
Michael : Maybe it was a pervert or a deformed kid or something.
Gertie : A deformed kid.
Michael : [mockingly] Maybe an elf or a leprechaun.
Elliott : It was nothing like that, penis-breath!
Mary : [laughs in shock] *Elliott*! Sit down.
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Keys : Elliott, that machine, what does it do?
Elliott : [in a sickly voice] The communicator? Is it still working?
Keys : It's doing *something*. What?
Elliott : I really shouldn't tell. He came to me, he came to me.
Keys : Elliott, he came to me too. I've been wishing for this since I was 10 years old, I don't want him to die. What can we do that we're not already doing?
Elliott : He needs to go home; he's calling his people. And I don't know where they are, but he needs to go home.
Keys : Elliott, I don't think he was left here intentionally, but his being here is a miracle, Elliott. It's a miracle and you did the best that anybody could do. I'm glad he met you first.
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Elliott : You could be happy here, I could take care of you. I wouldn't let anybody hurt you. We could grow up together, E.T.
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Tyler : [sarcastically] Hey, Elliot, where's your goblin?
Michael : Shut up.
Steve : Did he come back?
Pretty Young Girl : Hi, Elliot.
Greg : Well, did he?
Elliott : Yeah, he came back, but he's not a goblin. He's a spaceman.
Steve : Ooh, as in extra-terrestrial!
Tyler : Where is he from, Uranus? Get it? Your anus?
Greg : He doesn't get it, Ty.
Tyler : Get it, your anus?
Greg : He doesn't get it.
Elliott : You're so immature!
Greg : And you're such a cintus suprimus!
Elliott : Zero charisma!
Greg : Cintus suprimus!
Elliott : Zero charisma!
Greg : Cintus suprimus!
Elliott : Shut up, Greg!
Greg : Cintus suprimus!
Elliott : [yells as he rides off on his bike] Zero charisma!
Greg : You wimp!
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Michael : Did you explain school to him?
Elliott : How do you explain school to higher intelligence?
Michael : Maybe he's not that smart. Maybe he's like a worker bee who only knows how to push buttons or something.
Elliott : [knowingly] He is too smart.
Michael : Okay, I just hope we don't wake up on Mars or something surrounded by millions of little squashy guys.
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Elliott : [tearfully, while looking down at E.T.'s plastic-covered corpse] I'll believe in you all my life, everyday. E.T... I love you.
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Elliott : [seeing E.T. in a dress, with a wig and jewelry] Oh, God!
E.T. : Elliot.
Elliott : [still too frustrated to notice he just spoke to him] What?
E.T. : Elliot!... Elliot!
Gertie : I taught him how to talk now. He can talk now.
[Elliot sees electronics and supplies together in the closet]
Gertie : Look what he brought up here all by himself. What's he need this stuff for?
Elliott : E.T., can you say that? Can you say 'E.T.'? E.T.
E.T. : Eeee Teee.
Elliott : [Elliot laughs in amazement]
E.T. : [waddling away] E.T.! E.T.! E.T.! Beee good.
Gertie : "Be good"! I taught him that, too!
Elliott : You should give him his dignity. This is the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen.
E.T. : [gives Elliot a newspaper and points at a comic picture] Phone.
Elliott : 'Phone'? He said 'phone'? He said 'phone'?
Gertie : Can't you understand English? He said 'phone'.
E.T. : [points to closet] Home?
Elliott : You're right. That's E.T.'s home.
E.T. : [scurries over to the window and points his long finger towards it] E.T. home phone.
Gertie : [clarifying] E.T. phone home.
Elliott : E.T. phone home.
[understanding what he means]
Elliott : E.T. phone home!
Gertie : He wants to call somebody.
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Elliott : I'm keeping him.
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Elliott : But, look, you can't tell. Not even Mom.
Gertie : Why not?
Elliott : Because, uh, grown-ups can't see him. Only little kids can see him.
Gertie : Give me a break!
Elliott : [Transylvanian accent] Well, do you know what's going to happen if you do tell?
[Elliot grabs Gertie's doll and throw it to Michael]
Elliott : Do it, Mike, we have to.
[Gertie begs the doll back as Elliott and Michael 'torture' it. They stop when Gertie vows to keep E.T. a secret]
Elliott : [to Gertie] Promise?
Gertie : [distressed] Yes.
Elliott : [to Michael] You promise?
[Michael nods]
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Mary : It's your turn to do the dishes, fellas.
Michael : I set and cleared.
Elliott : [in a stern tone] I set and cleared.
Michael : [quickly] I did breakfast.
Gertie : [solemnly] I did breakfast.
Michael : [noticing how upset Mary is] What's the matter, mom?
Mary : [leaves in tears, to herself, about her husband] He HATES Mexico!
Michael : [to Elliot, furiously] Damn it, why don't you - grow up and think how other people feel for a change!
[Elliot goes angry and does the dishes]
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Elliott : [upon encountering E.T., running excitedly into the house] Mom, Mom! There's something out there!
Mary : What?
Elliott : It's in the toolshed. It threw the ball at me.
[Michael and his friends mock him loudly]
Elliott : QUIET!
[Michael's friends go silent]
Elliott : [in hushed tone] Nobody go out there!
Michael : [the boys all spring up excitedly] Ha! Ha! Ha!
[they grab knives]
Mary : Stop, now! You guys stay right here!
Michael : You stay here, Mom, we'll check it out!
Mary : And put those knives back!
[Elliot grabs her hand and pulls her outside as well]
Mary : Okay, Elliot! Let me get a flashlight.
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Michael : [walks in Elliot's room and sees E.T. in a dress; he chuckles] What's all this shit?
Elliott : E.T. phone home.
Michael : [astonished] My God, he's talking now.
Elliott : Home.
Elliot : E.T. phone home?
Elliott : [points to window] E.T. phone home.
Elliot : [whispers] And they'll come?
Elliott : Come? Home.
[pulls off wig and hat from his head]
Elliott : Home.
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E.T. : E.T. phone home.
[Elliott laughs with joy]
E.T. : Home, home, home. Phone home.
Elliott : [seeing his heart glowing] Does this mean they're coming?
E.T. : Yes. E.T. phone home. E.T. phone home.
Elliott : Stay.
E.T. : E.T. phone home.
Elliott : [covering his mouth] Shut up.
Elliott : Phone. Phone home.
Elliott : Quiet!
E.T. : Phone, phone, phone.
Elliott : Would you shut up?
