So this is a classroom. [sniffs] I love the smell of zit cream in the morning!
I'm gonna crack you like an acorn and eat you for dinner! With some fava beans and a nice chianti.
I'm not going anywhere without Daaa...! [the doctor injects him in the rear with a sedative] ...aaaydream believer, and the homecoming queen...
Glasses! Glasses! You wouldn't hit a guy with glasses, would you?! [Gets hit by a dodgeball] Right in the pancreas.
She's like a beautiful green gumdrop.
You made Alvin and the Chipmunks stars. We wanna be stars, too.
We are so going to destroy those Chipmunks!
I can totally do this. I mean, I took care of my cat... before he ran away. Well, "ran away" is a strong word, I think he just wanted his space. But, I see him on the street sometimes. He hisses and claws at me, but I think that's his way of saying we're tight.
I had 15 cars. I mean, that's like 5 more cars than anybody really needs. I had 7 maids. I had courtside seats to the Lakers. Even my maids had courtside seats to the Lakers. And now, look at me. Look at me! I lost everything. Except for my dignity. They can't take that away from me. And it's all because of them. Now I run around, hoping and praying that I can find other animals that can sing or dance.
Girls, guess who just became the #1 Chipette fan in the whole dang world? Ian Hawke! That's who!
(to Alvin, when Dave's hospital bed goes haywire) The more stress you put on Mr. Seville, the longer it will take him to recover!
Toby's living with me 'til he figures out what he wants to do with his life. So far, that means going (imitates playing a video game) "Pyu! Pyu-pyu-pyu-pyu!" with his thumbs all day.
Well, I guess since you answered the phone, you haven't burned down the house yet.
Listen up, rock stars. If you talk to those girls again, you're dead. If you look at those girls again, you're dead. If you even think about those girls... Are you thinkin' about them?
Well, uh, considering that you just saved me from drowning in a toilet, I'm, uh, pretty good.
Alvin! Alvin! We're not gonna solve anything with violence!
You threatened to climb inside of him and build a nest.
That was out of line. I'm not even sure that's physically possible.
I know. But there is one small ray of hope. Every year, the district sponsors a music competition, and the winner's school receives $25,000. If we win, we can save our program.
Promise me that you won't say anything. A principal has a certain image to uphold, and if the faculty ever found out about this, I could-- [laughs excitedly and bangs on her desk] I just cannot believe that you're actually sitting in my office! I have all of your C.D.'s. I even went to see you last year in Denver. That's where I got this. [her tattoo] It was my birthday. And I was like: "Ah! The Chipmunks! Ah!". So, what do you say? Will you represent our school?
Honestly, suspension still sounds pretty good to me.
Well put, Theodore. Very well put. Count us in!