Adventures in Babysitting (1987)
Anthony Rapp: Daryl
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Quotes
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Chris : Hi. Um... My name is Chris Parker. I live in Oak Park. That's a suburb.
Brad : They probably figured that out. Ha.
Chris : This is Brad, Sara and Daryl. And we're in trouble.
Daryl : Ain't no doubt.
Chris : See, me and my boyfriend Mike, tonight's our anniversary. But then he went and cancelled. And now I'm stuck watching these three. And it's so hard...!
Albert Collins : And it's so hard!
Chris : Babysitting these guys.
Band : She's got the...
Chris : I got this call from Brenda. I went to pick her up. The tire had a blowout. And my mom's car got shot up.
Sarah : And these guys started to chase us.
Brad : And we all got hijacked. Ha!
Daryl : We're cruising down the highway.
Chris : In this big ol' Cadillac. And it's so hard!
Albert Collins : And it's so hard!
Chris : Babysitting these guys.
Albert Collins : She got the babysitting blues.
Band : Baby, baby. Babysitting blues.
Chris : I've got the babysitting blues.
Albert Collins : There's nights you swear you were born to lose. Like tonight. And you wish your feet were walking in someone else's shoes.
Chris : Some guys are out to get us.
Daryl : And Brenda's probably dead.
Brad : We ain't got a nickel.
Albert Collins : And they should be in bed! And you outta luck.
Chris : I got enough watching these guys. I've got the babysitting blues.
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Brad : [to Mike] You're such a loser!
[nearby Daryl sighs; remembering the incident with the street gang on the subway train earlier]
Daryl : Here we go again.
Brad : I can only dream about having somebody like Chris as a girlfriend, but you've got her, and you treat her like this?
Mike : Don't waste your time, half pint. Her legs are locked together at the knee.
Brad : [grabs him by the collar] I'd love to hit you. I'd love to pound on your face!
Mike : [taunting] Yeah? Go ahead.
Brad : But I won't. You're so slimy, I won't sink to your level.
Daryl : I will.
[Daryl kicks Mike]
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Daryl : The chick is losing it.
Chris : I am not!
Sarah : [to Daryl and Brad] You guys want some candy?
[Brad takes the chocolate bar from Sara. Chris turns and knocks the candy bar from his hands]
Chris : Brad, no chocolate! Your acne! Sara. It is time for your cough syrup. Daryl, fasten the seat belt!
Sarah : She's definitely losing it.
Chris : I am not losing anything, I am still in control here! Got it?
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Chris : Brad? Sarah? That's not your parents' car is it?
Sarah : Yes it is!
Brad : Oh my God it is!
Daryl : What are we going to do?
Chris : Everybody duck!
[the kids duck down and drive past the Andersons]
Mrs. Anderson : Look at that lunatic! You know, Brad and Sarah are going to be driving in a couple of years and they'll be sharing the road with people like that.
Chris : Brad, how fast do your parents drive?
Brad : I don't know... forty-five?
Chris : We'll go eighty.
[Accelerates]
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Daryl : Don't touch it! It could get infected, Jesus! He could get anything - Tetanus, rabies, scabies, emphysema!
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Nurse : Dr. Nuhkbane, the guy with the stab wounds just died.
Dr. Nuhkbane : Oh dear.
Chris : Oh, Doctor, we're looking for our friend.
Dr. Nuhkbane : Your friend? Which one is he?
Chris : Um, he's the one with the stab wounds.
Dr. Nuhkbane : Oh dear.
Chris : What?
Dr. Nuhkbane : I'm sorry. Your friend is dead.
Sarah : Dead?
Daryl : Dead?
Chris : Dead?
[Chris faints]
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College Girl : I'm so lonely!
Daryl : How could a righteous babe like you be lonely?
College Girl : That's the sweetest thing anybody's ever said to me!
Daryl : Really?
College Girl : Wanna go to bed?
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Daryl : Brad, you wouldn't believe what that girl would do for twenty bucks!
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Chris : Babysitting blues.
Sarah , Brad , Daryl : Baby, baby.
Chris : Babysitting blues.
Albert Collins : Now, there're nights
Chris : You swear you were born to lose. Yeah!
Albert Collins : Like tonight.
Chris , Albert Collins : And you wish your feet were walking in someone else's shoes.
Albert Collins : Some guys are out to get them. And the girls's probably dead. She ain't got a nickel.
Sarah , Brad , Daryl : And we should be in bed!
Albert Collins : You're outta luck.
Chris : I got enough watching these guys. I've got the babysitting blues.
Everybody : Baby, baby.
Chris : Babysitting blues.
Everybody : Baby, baby.
Chris : Babysitting blues.
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Chris : What do you want?
John Pruitt : I just want to help you.
Daryl : Don't listen to him, he just wants to scrape our faces off.
John Pruitt : [referring to the hook on his right hand] What? You scared of this?
[laughs]
John Pruitt : You kids must be from the suburbs!
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Chris : He's with Sesame Plexer! Oooh! She's such a sleeze!
Daryl : He dumps you for some easy chick, and you get a night of hell. That doesn't seem very fair to me.
Chris : Excuse me, I'll be right back.
Daryl : This, I gotta see.
Mike : You know, Ses. Girls like you come along once in a lifetime.
Chris : Or twice in one night.
Mike : Oh wow.
Chris : How's your sister? Is she all better? You lied.
Mike : No, I didn't!
Chris : [Yelling] Don't lie!
Mike : Get a grip! Jesus!
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Daryl : Uh... Mr. Pruitt? How did you... you know... loose it?
John Pruitt : Loose what?
Daryl : Your hand. Your right hand. Was it in Nam?
John Pruitt : No, nothing like that. A few years ago I was changing tires on a big rig and the jack gave out. The truck's bumper landed here on my right hand and popped it. Just zipped it right off.
Daryl : What did they do with the hand? Did they bury it?
John Pruitt : Nah, I wouldn't let them. I kept it.
Daryl : You kept it?
John Pruitt : Yep. I got it right there in the glove compartment.
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John Pruitt : [opens the glove compartment] Look out, kids.
Daryl : [covers his eyes] Oh, God!
[inside the glove compartment, Pruitt uses his right hook to pull out a large revolver]
Daryl : [still covering his eyes] Is it a hand?
Brad : No.
Daryl : [uncovers his eyes] Oh, good.
Brad : It's a gun.
Daryl : [covers his eyes again] Oh, God!
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Daryl : What are you doing? I'm trying to get a date, you're cramping my style!
Chris : She's too old for you.
Teenage Runaway : Oh, and you're not.
Chris : Well I'm his babysitter.
Teenage Runaway : How old are you?
Chris : 17.
Teenage Runaway : Me too.
Chris : You're 17? What are you doing on the street?
Teenage Runaway : I ran away from home.
Chris : [remembering why they came into the city in the first place] BRENDA!
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Daryl : Mike what?
Chris : Mike what what?
Daryl : Mike what what what are we talking about? What's his last name?
Chris : Toddwell. Are you writing a book?
Daryl : Mike Toddwell? Do you know him?
Brad : They go out.
Daryl : He's got a red Camaro, right?
Chris : Oh, gee, Daryl, are you a gear head and a sex fiend? Anyway, a lot of people have Camaros.
Daryl : Yeah, but do a lot of people have the license plate "So Cool"?
Chris : That's Mike.
Daryl : He's the guy who beat me up last summer for touching his car, which I didn't do.
Brad : That was him?
Daryl : That was him!
Chris : Mike wouldn't do that.
Daryl : Yes, he would!
Chris : He would not.
Daryl : Yes, he would. He did. He kicked my ass. Wanna see the footprint?
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John Pruitt : My wife called the cops, I got a little banged up.
Daryl : How's the car? Is the car alright?
John Pruitt : Yeah, the car's fine. I got it down at Dawson's Garage. I paid to fix the windshield, that was my fault, but Dawson's gonna make you pay for the tire.
Brad : How much?
John Pruitt : Fifty bucks.
Chris : [shocked] Fifty bucks?
John Pruitt : Yeah, fifty bucks!
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Daryl : Ya think?
