Jumanji
1995
Alan Parrish: In the jungle you must wait / 'Til the dice read five or eight.
Alan Parrish: (warning Judy and Peter about how much more complicated the Jumanji game is than they thought it to be) You think that misquitos, monkeys, and lions are bad? That is just the beginning. I've seen things you've only seen in your nightmares. Things you can't even imagine. Things you can't even see. There are things that hunt you in the night. Then something screams. Then you hear them eating, and you hope to God that you're not dessert. Afraid? You don't even know what afraid is. You would not last five minutes without me.
Judy Shepherd: What happened to you? You shave with a piece of glass? Alan Parrish: What happened to you? The Clampett's have a yard sale?
Judy Shepherd: Don't be fooled it isn't thunder, staying put would be a blunder.
Young Sarah: At night they fly, you better run. These winged things are not much fun.
Gun salesman: You're not a postal worker, are you?
Sarah Whittle: Alan, you wrestled an alligator for me. Alan Parrish: It was a crocodile. Alligators don't have that little fringe on their hind leg. Sarah Whittle: My mistake.
Peter Shepherd: This will not be an easy mission - monkeys slow the expedition.
Judy Shepherd: A law of the jungle has been broken - it will set back more than your token." Sarah Whittle: You tried to cheat? Peter Shepherd: No. I tried to drop the dice so they would land on twelve. Sarah Whittle: Oh, well, honey, that would be cheating.
Peter Shepherd: Need a hand? Well, you just wait. We'll help you out. We each have eight.
Judy Shepherd: There is a lesson you will learn, sometimes you must go back a turn.
Alan Parrish: Beware of the ground for which you stand, the floor is quicker than the sand.
Sarah Whittle: You're almost there with much at stake, but now the ground begins to quake...
Sarah Whittle: I thought I lost you again. Alan Parrish: Thanks for sticking around this time.
Sarah Whittle: Don't ever call me crazy, Alan! Ever! 'Cause everyone in this town has called me crazy ever since I told the cops that you were sucked into a board game!
Sarah Whittle: You did just see three monkeys go by on a motorcycle; right? Judy Shepherd: Yeah. Sarah Whittle: Good girl.
Sarah Whittle: A little rain never hurt anybody! Alan Parrish: Yeah but a lot can kill you!
Alan Parrish: Stop giving me things that come apart.
Judy Shepherd: Alan, ready? Alan Parrish: There is no "ready".
Sarah Whittle: They grow much faster than bamboo. Take care or they'll come after you.
Alan Parrish: You gotta roll with the punches.
Aunt Nora: We'll go out for ice cream... (mumbles to herself) and bourbon.
(after Alan jumps onto Carl's cruiser) Alan Parrish: What year is it? Carl: It was brand new.
Alan Parrish: What, are you crying? You don't cry, all right? You keep your chin up. Come on, keep your chin up. Crying never helped anybody do anything, okay? You have a problem you face it like a man. (Peter continues to cry and Alan realizes what he just said) . Twenty-six years buried in the deepest, darkest jungle and I still became my father.
Alan Parrish: Play the game, Sarah. Sarah Whittle: (whispering) Oh, no, no, no. Alan Parrish: All right. Just give me the dice, and you can go home. You don't have to play.
(Alan is about to play a turn on the game, and he suddenly cracks up a joke) Alan Parrish: Okay, it's my turn. I got it! "Colonel Mustard in the Library with a wrench." (chuckles) Alan Parrish: "Clue."
Judy Shepherd: A tiny bit can make you itch, make you sneeze, make you twitch.
Peter Shepherd: "His fangs are sharp. He likes your taste. Your party better move poste haste." Judy Shepherd: I don't like the sound of that.
Alan Parrish: (in terror) "A hunter from the darkest wild... makes you feel just like a child." Sarah Whittle: What is it? Alan Parrish: Van Pelt.
Hunter Van Pelt: (to Alan) You miserable coward! Come back and face me like a man!
Sarah Whittle: Every month at the quarter moon, there'll be a monsoon, in your lagoon.
Exterminator: If I were you, I wouldn't want to live in a house where someone was murdered. Judy and Peter: Murdered? Exterminator: Yep. Little Alan Parrish. I'd say his father did it. There is a thousand and one places he could have hid the body in this house. Especially if he chopped it up first.
Alan Parrish: Right now, he wants to hunt me and kill me. Sarah Whittle: Why you? Alan Parrish: Why me? I don't know. Everything about me he finds offensive. You'd think it'd be a waste of his time.
Alan Parrish: Listen, Carl. I know it doesn't mean much after twenty-six years. But I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Carl: Sorry for what? Alan Parrish: It's me, Alan.
Jim Shepherd: Martha and I were planning to take a skiing holiday in the Canadian Rockies. Alan and Sarah: (shouting) Noooooo!
Alan Parrish: The game is not over yet, Sarah! Sarah Whittle: Well, it is for me.
Alan Parrish: Don't worry. I've done this before. Once.
Hunter Van Pelt: (aiming his rifle at Alan) Aren't you afraid? Alan Parrish: I'm terrified. But my father told me you should always face what you're afraid of. Hunter Van Pelt: (laughs) Good lad. You're finally acting like a man. Any last words? Alan Parrish: (glances at the game board) Jumanji.
Judy Shepherd: (tries to roll the dice, but the game board doesn't recognize it) Alan, it's not working. Alan Parrish: (inspects the game board) Oh, no. It's not your turn. Judy Shepherd: Yes, it is. I rolled first. Then Peter twice because he had doubles. Now it's my turn again. Alan Parrish: No, look. Two of these pieces are yours, right? What about the other pieces? (spots his old game piece) Alan Parrish: The elephant was mine. You're playing the game that I started in 1969. Now I'm going to have to play. (Judy offers the dice to him) Alan Parrish: It's not my turn. Judy Shepherd: Then whose turn is it? Alan Parrish: Sarah Whittle.
Alan Parrish, 1969: Oh, no. The game thinks I rolled. Young Sarah: What do you mean "the game thinks"?
Sarah Whittle: You could've told us there was a man in there with a rifle who hunts people. Alan Parrish: Well, I didn't know, okay? It's just the roll of the dice.