Fat Albert
2004
(repeated line) Fat Albert: Hey, hey, hey!
Dumb Donald: Are you ready? 'Cause when I buck buck, you better duck duck. Lead Teen: Are you gonna buck buck, or are you just gonna talk talk? Dumb Donald: Buck buck number 6, Comin'!. (runs and jumps on the pile) Lead Teen: Yes! We held! Now we're the buck buck champions! Bill: Hold on. We've still got one more guy. Lead Teen: Bring him out then. Bill: Come on out,Fa-a-a-at Albert! He loves to hear us call his name. Fat Albert: Hey, hey, hey! Who wants to play? Lead Teen: Oh, no! Run! I got a bad back.
Fat Albert: Hey, hey, hey, I said I'm gonna stay. Bill: Hey, hey, *hey*, friends don't let friends fade away. Fat Albert: Don't use my lines on me.
Kid in Classroom: (noticing Dumb Donald's pink knit hood) What's that on your head? Dumb Donald: It's my hat. Kid in Classroom: Why don't you take it off? Dumb Donald: Cause I have no face!
(Old Weird Harold listens to music in the mall. He and Mushmouth pull the headphones off) Old Weird Harold: What did he say? Mushmouth: Budeep a bubba da beep my lubba. Old Weird Harold: You watch your mouth.
(the guys see a poster in a video store window which reads: "Fat Albert and the Cosby Kids! Coming soon on DVD") Bill: Look! *That's* who we are. Rudy: Yeah, and it says we're coming out on dividee. Bucky: What's dividee? Dumb Donald: I don't know. Bucky: I *know* you don't know, I wasn't taking to you. Dumb Donald: I wasn't talking to *you*. Bill: Guys, cut it out.
Doris: Fat Albert, wait! I finally figured out who you remind me of. You remind me of my grandfather. Fat Albert: Hey, hey, hey, that's a nice thing to say.
Fat Albert: Hey, hey, hey! Who wants to play?
Fat Albert: I'm looking for a Mr Cosby? Bill Cosby: ... Fat Albert: You his Dad? (Bill Cosby faints)
Bill: Hey, hey, HEY. Friends don't let friends fade away.
Mushmouth: (in pain after being unsuccessfully pushed head-first back into the television screen) My hebba hurt!
Rudy: You're like school on Saturday: no class.
Bucky: What do we do *now*? Dumb Donald: I don't know. Bucky: I *know* you don't know, I wasn't talking to you. Dumb Donald: I wasn't talking to *you*. Bucky: Then who *were* you talking to? Dumb Donald: I thought I was talking to *her*. Bill: Guys, cut it out.
Poster in Video Store window: Fat Albert and the Cosby Kids! Coming soon on DVD. Bill: Look. *That's* who we are. Rudy: Yeah, and it says we're coming out on dividee. Bucky: What's dividee Dumb Donald: I don't know. Bucky: I know you don't know, I wasn't talking to you. Dumb Donald: I wasn't talking to you. Bill: Guys, cut it out.
Salesman: (after adding up the prices of clothes that Fat Albert tried on) That'll be 10,428 dollars and 22 cents. Fat Albert: Uh, I... I don't have any money. Salesman: Why didn't you tell me that? Fat Albert: You didn't ask.