Fun with Dick and Jane (2005) Poster

Jim Carrey: Dick Harper

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  • [last lines] 

    Garth : Hey, how do you like the new wheels?

    Dick Harper : Nice.

    Garth : Hooked up with a new company. Great benefits.

    Dick Harper : Yeah?

    Garth : Yeah. They trade energy. It's called Enron!

    Dick Harper : Huh.

  • Dick Harper : Are these non-fat muffins? ARE THESE NON-FAT MUFFINS?

    Coffee Shop Guy : [stutters]  I-I-I think so...

    Dick Harper : Oh, Gee, Hon, you gotta get some of those!

  • [With her accent, Richard sounds like retard] 

    Blanca : What's a matter? You look sad, Richard.

    Dick Harper : Blanca, call me Dick.

  • Dick Harper : I'm pretty sure she's gonna notice her car isn't towed.

    Frank Bascom : Right, I'll stall her.

    [Frank backs his car straight into female banker's car] 

  • Dick Harper : [after watching the news saying he is going to be indicted]  Indicted?

    Jane Harper : That's not fair! They made you go on that show.

    Dick Harper : Did you hear what they said, Jane? I'm gonna be indicted.

    Jane Harper : Yeah, but you only said what they told you...

    Dick Harper : Indicted, Jane! Indicted! I'm gonna be indicted!

    Jane Harper : No, it's gonna be okay.

    Dick Harper : INDICTED!

    Jane Harper : Honey, Dick...

    Dick Harper : INDICTED!

    Jane Harper : Honey...

    Dick Harper : [runs out of the room]  I'M GONNA BE INDICTED!

    Jane Harper : Hold it, they can't. It's gonna be okay, just calm down.

    Dick Harper : [runs back into the room]  I can't calm down, I'm gonna be indicted!

  • Dick Harper : Son of a bitch!

    Jane Harper : That fucker!

    Dick Harper : Hon, language.

  • Dick Harper : [holding McCallister at gunpoint]  I've been terminated, bankrupted, deported and blackmailed because of you, and I'm not leaving here without your money.

    Jack McCallister : What are you gonna do, Dick? Shoot me if I don't approve that form?

    Dick Harper : Write me a check.

    Jack McCallister : You are kidding me.

    Jane Harper : Dick, it's not going to do us any good. He's just going to cancel it the minute we walk out of here.

    Dick Harper : [eyes watering, getting emotional]  I don't care... I don't care. I'm not walking out of this bank empty-handed.

    Jack McCallister : ...Alright. Alright, Dick, I'm gonna write you a check. I'm gonna need my hand back though.

    Dick Harper : Gladly.

    [releases grip] 

    Jack McCallister : Alright, yes sir, I'm gonna write you that check, and what's more I'm not gonna cancel it as soon as I leave the bank because I think it takes alotta cojones to do what you two have done here today, and I admire that. So, here you go. Just a little something to show you what I think you're worth.

    [hands him a check for $100] 

    Jack McCallister : Y'all take care now.

    [McCallister leaves; Jane approaches a dejected Dick tenderly] 

    Jane Harper : Honey... sweetie... give me the squirt gun.

    Dick Harper : [not looking at her]  Do you still have McCallister's form?

    Jane Harper : Yeah, why?

    [Dick looks up at her holding McCallister's check] 

    Dick Harper : Because I just got his signature.

    [He holds up a fountain pen] 

    Dick Harper : Weren't you an art major?

    [Jane realizes that, just like McCallister, she's been had by Dick] 

    Jane Harper : [quietly excited]  Dick Harper! I was completely fooled! I didn't know you could act!

    Dick Harper : Hon. In 10th grade, I played Biff in "Death of a Salesman". See how I got my eyes all watering up? Yes, sir. It's all right there.

  • Frank Bascom : Do you have any idea what I had to go through to get that form?

    Dick Harper : No, let me guess, a fifth of SCOTCH?

    [Frank exhales into Dick's face] 

  • Dick Harper : [singing in elevator to self]  I believe I can fly. I believe I can touch the sky.

    Dick Harper : Every night and every cloudy day

    [drums elevator panel] 

    Dick Harper : spread my wings and fly away. I believe I can soar. Catch me goin' through that open do-o-o-r. I believe I can fly-i-i-i.

    Dick Harper : [low voice, man walks by elevator and looks incredulously]  I believe! I believe! I believe! I believe! I believe! I believe! Ooow!

    [elevator dings, Dick steps out as though nothing happened] 

  • Dick Harper : [sees Jane's swollen face]  Aah! Holy hell!

    Jane Harper : I did this little cosmetics test, and I had a little reaction... is it really that bad?

    Dick Harper : No, it's not so bad. It's just... different.

    Day Laborer : Hey Dick, can we talk about these some other time?

  • Dick Harper : [after being heckled by a bunch of execs at an office he came for an interview]  Can we just get on the job interview?

    Bill : Oh, we can't hire you. We just want to take your picture.

  • Dick Harper : [in McCallister's ear]  See, Jack? They love you. Now go to hell.

  • Dick Harper : [composing letter]  "It has come to our attention that certain departments have begunn to run into situations." Situations.

    Dick's Secretary : The big boys want to see you upstairs.

    Dick Harper : Which floor? Twentieth?

    Dick's Secretary : [smiles, shakes head] 

    Dick Harper : Twenty-sixth?

    Dick's Secretary : [shakes head] 

    Dick Harper : Thirty-second?

    Dick's Secretary : [smiles, motions upwards] 

    Dick Harper : Not the 51st?

    Dick's Secretary : Yes. Congratulations, Mr. Harper.

    Dick Harper : [giggles]  Uh, go ahead and wrap this up.

    Dick's Secretary : Ok.

    Dick Harper : How do I look?

    Dick's Secretary : Great.

    Dick Harper : Anything in my teeth?

    Dick's Secretary : No.

    Dick Harper : [through clenched teeth]  I need a paper bag.

  • Ameribanx Bank Manager : Let me get back to you. Excuse me.

    Dick Harper : Yes?

    Ameribanx Bank Manager : May I help you?

    Dick Harper : Vault Inspector

    Ameribanx Bank Manager : What happened to Phil?

    Dick Harper : Necrotizing Fasciitis Caused by an invasive streptococcus

    Ameribanx Bank Manager : What?

    Dick Harper : Flesh-eating disorder. Its all over the money. Might wanna wash your hands.

  • [first lines] 

    Dick Harper : Globodyne is a consolidator of media properties. Globodyne is a consolidator of media properties. Consolidator. Consolidator.

    [traffic light turns] 

    Dick Harper : Oh, no!

    Title card : Run, Dick, Run

    Dick Harper : Globodyne's a consolidator of media properties and data retrieval with a focus in fiber-optic content provision. It's basically a synergy of Web-based and platform-based UNIX-driven delivery systems. OK, I made that last part up.

  • Dick Harper : I got the lawn back.

  • Dick Harper : We're all just cavemen, Trying to protect our little patch of land. Well now I've got a club, and I'm gonna take what I need.

    Jane Harper : Maybe you should steal some Prozac

  • Dick Harper : [after being punched in the mouth, sound like he is trying to have in American accent]  No, I swear, I am an American citizen.

    INS Agent : Save it.

    [dragging Dick to deportation bus] 

    Dick Harper : No, call my wife... It's ringing

    Billy Harper : [answers the phone]  Hola?

  • Dick Harper : Billy tell your father he's a winner.

    Billy Harper : Papa es ganador.

    Dick Harper : see?

    Billy Harper : SI!

  • [At a bar, Dick gets up on a table and starts acting crazy because he's being indicted for his share of the bummed, worthless Globodyne stock] 

    Dick Harper : [blathers; marionette voice]  Hello! I'm a corporate puppet...

    [blathers again] 

    Dick Harper : ...and I'm going to need some more string, so that I can go on believing I'll be a real boy someday without bein' manipulative...

    Dick Harper : [regular voice]  by the bullshit!

  • Dick Harper : [points to the hairpiece of a man]  This squirrel died of natural causes!

  • [brainstorming ways to come up with money] 

    Dick Harper : Well... there's always prostitution.

    Jane Harper : Dick!

    Dick Harper : I mean me.

  • Dick Harper : We followed the rules, and we got screwed.

  • Dick Harper : INDICTED!

  • Head Shop Clerk : Hey man, what can I do you for?

    Dick Harper : [points his gun at the clerk]  You can do me for all the money in the till. This is a stickup!

    Head Shop Clerk : Whoa, what's wrong with you, dude?

    Dick Harper : I'm married, that's what's wrong with me!

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