Muggsy BoguesQuotes

Charles Barkley: [Sits down] Guys...we suck.

Larry Johnson: Yeah, man. My grandmother played better than I do.

Muggsy Bogues: At least you guys are still tall. I'm nothing now. Just another short guy.

Charles Barkley: You got that right.

Larry Johnson: That's the only thing that's right.

Patrick Ewing: Who's that?

Larry Johnson: Who's that?

Muggsy Bogues: I don't know.

Michael Jordan: Been getting your butts kicked, haven't you?

Muggsy Bogues: Who's that?

Charles Barkley: It's Mike.

Muggsy Bogues: What's up?

Patrick Ewing: Hey, man. What you doing here?

Michael Jordan: Don't be embarrassed. Just face it. You guys stink.

Larry Johnson: Come on, Mike, lighten up.

Michael Jordan: I know, and you want your games back, huh? What little games you had to begin with.

Shawn Bradley: It's hard enough as it is, Mike.

Charles Barkley: Come on, give us a break.

Michael Jordan: I'm gonna regret this. Stan, give me the ball.

Larry Johnson: Look at that.

Muggsy Bogues: [[w:List of Star Trek films|Star Trek] Look like something from ].

Michael Jordan: Touch it.

Shawn Bradley: [Shaking his head] No way. Jose.

Michael Jordan: Pat, you want your talent back? You don't have any other choice. Just touch it.

Patrick Ewing: I don't know, man.

Larry Johnson: Don't touch that, man.

Michael Jordan: Okay, you're gonna walk around wit a bad game for the rest of your career. Touch the ball.

Shawn Bradley: Be careful, Pat. We've tried everything else.

Patrick Ewing: Thank goodness.

Michael Jordan: Come on, Charles. Touch it. The rest of you guys. Just touch it.

Larry Johnson: Oh, man!

Charles Barkley: What was that?

Muggsy Bogues: [Dribbling the ball and doing the "rock"] Hey. Hey, I caught it!

Patrick Ewing: Hey, look at Muggsy handle the rock. Handle it, baby.

Muggsy Bogues: [Passes the ball to Larry] I can handle that rock again!

Larry Johnson: That's the old Muggs I know.

Patrick Ewing: [Larry slam dunks the ball] Yeah, get height now. Yeah!

Larry Johnson: It gave me my powers back!

Charles Barkley: [Takes the ball] That wasn't bad. Let me show you something.

Larry Johnson: [Charles slam dunks the ball] Let me see. Whoo!

Patrick Ewing: [Takes the ball; Slam dunks the ball] The Round Mound is back. You wanna see something? Oh, man that felt good.

Shawn Bradley: [Slam dunks the ball] I got it.

Muggsy Bogues: You got it. Yeah, baby.

Charles Barkley: Hey, Michael. Why don't you stay? Play some 3-on-3 with us.

Michael Jordan: No. I don't think so.

Charles Barkley: What are you gonna do, work on that baseball swing?

Patrick Ewing: Now leave the baseball player alone, man. You know he doesn't play basketball anymore.

Shawn Bradley: You know, he probably doesn't even have it anymore, guys.

Stan Podolak: Michael, do you hear them? They don't think you can play the game anymore.

Michael Jordan: There's only one way to find out.

Announcer on P.A.: The Chicago Bulls welcome back... Michael Jordan!

Larry Bird: [concerned] What's the matter, Bill?

Bill Murray: Larry, that could've been me.

Larry Bird: Will you get off that kick? It's over. It's done with. You can't play.

Bill Murray: [Voice breaking] Okay. Let's go Bulls!

Daffy Duck: [they stop digging] The view back here stinks!

Bugs Bunny: [Stops and sees the house; Bumps into Daffy] Whoa!

Daffy Duck: Ow! What?

Bugs Bunny: We're right in front of Michael's house.

Daffy Duck: I knew that.

Bugs Bunny: Shh! Okay, let's go in dis way.

Daffy Duck: I say, let's go in that way!

Bugs Bunny: He just never learns.

Daffy Duck: [Lights up a lighter and sees Charles, who is growling at him.; Nervously] Now let me see. I must be very, very close. Mother...

Bugs Bunny: [As he fixes the rug, he hears knocking on the door.] Nice digs. Well, well. I wonder who dat could be?

Daffy Duck: [Dizzy; Falls down] Twinkle, twinkle, little star...

Bugs Bunny: [Whispering] Shh. Everyone's sleeping.

Daffy Duck: [Gets up] I knew that.

Bugs Bunny: [Closes the front door] Come on, come on. We gotta find Michael's basketball stuff.

Bugs Bunny: [Opens the right door and peaks; Closes the door] Nope. Nothing in here.

Daffy Duck: [Opens the left door and peaks; Closes the door] Nope. Ahh, but a very nice dinette set.

Bugs Bunny: [Peaks through another door; Closes the door] Eh-eh. Not here. Let's look upstairs.

Daffy Duck: Yes. Oh, fearless leader.

Daffy Duck: [Sees Jasmine sleeping] So, he needs his special underwear...

Bugs Bunny: Shh!

Daffy Duck: [Quietly] Sorry. You think she's got enough toys?

Bugs Bunny: Speaking of toys, you know all of those mugs and, uh, t-shoits and lunchboxes wit our pictures on em?

Daffy Duck: Yeah.

Bugs Bunny: You, uh, ever see any money from all that stuff?

Daffy Duck: [Scoffs] Not a cent.

Bugs Bunny: Hmm, me neither.

Daffy Duck: [Sighs] It's a crying shame. We gotta get new agents. We're getting screwed.

Bugs Bunny: We have found the trophy room! Now spread out and soich the place.

Daffy Duck: [Bows; Turns on the lamp, muttering to himself] Yes, sahib. Oh, brother. Here I am, in the peak of my form, playing second banana to some sort of harebrain...

Bugs Bunny: [Sees the North Carolina bag; Grabs the bag] Yap, yap, yap. Hmm. This could be useful. Aha!

Daffy Duck: [Digging out the drawers from the dresser] If this were a union job, I'd... Yes, that's very nice.

Bugs Bunny: [Sees the sneaker; Puts the sneaker in the bag and looks around; Singsongy; Sees the sneaker on the stand; Gets the chair and climbs on it] Hmm. Oh, one of his shoes. Where is that other shoe? Where are you? Eureka! Come to papa.

Bugs Bunny: [Nearly slips and the trophy falls] Oops!

Daffy Duck: [Annoyed] What a fuzz foot. You are so clumsy!

Bugs Bunny: [Reaches the shoe and pushes it off] Catch, feather head.

Daffy Duck: [Catches it with the bag] Thanks.

Bugs Bunny: Well, time to go.

Daffy Duck: Did we get everything?

Daffy and Bugs: [Realizing] The shorts!

Bugs Bunny: [Sees the door to the closet] In there?

Daffy Duck: [Walks to the door; Opens the door, and sees Charles growling at him, who has the shorts in his mouth, then Daffy closes the door and gets scared; Then Charles breaks down the door and makes it fall on Daffy.; Dizzy; coming out from the door; Then he runs up to Bugs] Okay, I'll check. I found... the shorts. The pain. I'm right behind ya, pal.

Bugs Bunny: Uh, that's none too reassuring.

Daffy Duck: [Pulls out a bone; Charles doesn't take it] Nice puppy. How's about a bone? No dice.

Bugs Bunny: [Pulls out a ham; Charles doesn't take it either] What about a nice holiday ham? He ain't buying it. Uh, can't we talk this over, rover?

Daffy Duck: [Hugging Bugs, scared; [w:Beethoven (film)|Beethoven] Roll over, ]!

Bugs Bunny: [Sees the kids] Ooh! The kids are here.

Jeffrey Jordan: Give it to me, Charles!

Jeffrey Jordan: Here you go, Bugs.

Bugs Bunny: [Chuckling; Gives him a thumbs up] Thanks, kid.

Marcus Jordan: [To Charles] Shoo! Shoo!

Daffy Duck: Bad dog! That is the last time I'm ever working with dogs or children!

Jeffrey Jordan: [Stops them] Hey, where you going?

Bugs Bunny: Well, uh, you see, the Looney Tunes have a big basketball game coming up, and uh, your dad's gonna play.

Jeffrey Jordan: All right!

Bugs Bunny: [Jeff nods his head, Bugs and Daffy leave the house.] Yeah! But don't tell anybody.

Fortune teller: I see aliens. Little aliens from outer space. They force their way inside your bodies. They need your talent to win a... basketball game against... Bugs Bunny.

Patrick Ewing: [Whispering] Bugs Bunny?

Fortune teller: I also see Michael Jordan... being sucked down a golf hole... by furry creatures.

Patrick Ewing: [Gets up from the chair] That's it. We're outta here.

Larry Johnson: We're leaving now.

Shawn Bradley: Let's try some acupuncture.

Muggsy Bogues: [To Fortune teller] Good idea. Bye.

Stan Podolak: This is it! This is it! I don't know where you are, Michael, but wherever you are, you obviously enjoy being there more than spending time with me!

Daffy Duck: You better hope this Jordan character still knows how to play hoops.

Bugs Bunny: You and me both, brudda.

Daffy Duck: [[w:The Mighty Ducks|The Ducks] Listen, how's this for a new team name? ]!

Bugs Bunny: [[w:The Walt Disney Company|Mickey Mouse organization] Please. What kind of ] would name their team The Ducks?

Daffy Duck: So sue me, It's just a suggestion.

Teenage girl: [Surprised; Charles nods] You're... You're Charles Barkley.

Teenage girl #2: Who you talking to?

Teenage girl: [Calling to her friends] Girls, come on over. Hurry up, hurry. Look! It's Charles Barkley.

Charles Barkley: Hey, can I play?

Teenage girls: [Agreeing] Sure!

Teenage girl: You're not Charles Barkley. Just a wannabe who looks like him. Sorry. Break out. You shouldn't even be here! Be gone. Wannabe! Be gone!

Doctor: Just a few more tests, gentlemen. Tests for electrolyte levels, glucose, CBC's, RBC's, et cetera. and we've scheduled a 12-lead stress test and neurological battery to include EEG, the reflex test...

Charles Barkley: And t-this girl... 5 feet nothing... blocked my shot.

Charles Barkley: It wasn't a dream! It really happened!

Larry Johnson: [Stands up] And it climbed up my back, and into my brain.

Psychiatrist: Are there any other areas, besides basketball...where you find yourself...

Barry White's voice: Yeah.

Psychiatrist: ...unable to perform?

Barry White's voice: Yeah, yeah.

Patrick Ewing: [Sits up, irritated] No!

Psychiatrist: Just asking.

Larry Johnson: I've been MRI'd, EKG'd, X-rayed, laser beamed...

Charles Barkley: I promise I'll never swear again. I'll never get another technical. I'll never trash-talk.

Shawn Bradley: I've got other skills. I could go back and work on the farm.

Psychiatrist: Really?

Shawn Bradley: [Then it's Muggsy's turn] Or maybe... I could go back to the jungle and be a missionary again.

Muggsy Bogues: What are you saying? That I'm tryna disobey my mama?

Psychiatrist: I didn't say that. You did, Muggsy.

Muggsy Bogues: But I love my mama.

Patrick Ewing: Still can't find anything wrong with us.

Muggsy Bogues: Hey, maybe there's nothing wrong with us.

Larry Johnson: That's right, Muggs. Maybe it's just in our heads.

Muggsy Bogues: We're fine. It's just some psychosomatic deal, or something to do with the moon or the alignment of the planet.

Charles Barkley: [[Madonna] I'll never go out with ] again.

Golfer: What are you doing?

Stan Podolak: [Stops and sees him] I'm, uh...I'm fixing a divot.

Golfer: [Walking back and yelling to his friends] Oh. He's fixing a divot!