Chitty Chitty Bang Bang (1968) - Quotes

Truly Scrumptious: [after Potts kisses her] Well, Mr. Potts!

Caractacus Potts: Truly! I'm sorry about the children. I hope they didn't embarrass you.

Truly Scrumptious: In what way?

Caractacus Potts: Why, that silly joke about us getting married. Well, you know how kids are.

Truly Scrumptious: Yes, I understand.

Caractacus Potts: Well, I don't think they realize how ridiculous that would be.

Truly Scrumptious: Ridiculous?

Caractacus Potts: Well, yes. Well, the factory, and your father and all. It's a different world, Truly.

Truly Scrumptious: You know, if I said something like that, you'd call me a snob.

Caractacus Potts: [realizes his mistake] What? I didn't mean sn...

Truly Scrumptious: [offended] Goodbye!

Caractacus Potts: And after that, Vulgaria became a free country and all the children laughed and played in the sunshine, and they were very, very happy. And Chitty flew high over the mountains back to England, everyone safe and sound, and...

Jemimah: And Daddy and Truly were married.

Jeremy: And lived happily ever after.

Jemimah: Yes!

Truly Scrumptious: [[story; [ends] Is that how the ] ]?

Caractacus Potts: [pauses; gets out to restart the car] It's getting late. We'd better be getting back.

Truly Scrumptious: It's a beautiful dream Caractacus, but I don't see how it's gonna help them.

Caractacus Potts: [confidently] You know what we're gonna do? We're gonna get up into that castle!

Toymaker: [incredulous] It is impossible!

Caractacus Potts: [runs up to a large water channel and looks at the children watching; loud and clear; The children cheer and Caractacus moves behind the water channel; The children boo with their thumbs down; proud and confident] Well, we'll see. Now everyone listen to me! You wanna get out of here, don't you? Tomorrow is Baron Bomburst's birthday, yes? Well, we're gonna give him a birthday party he'll never forget!

Peter: [Catactacus walks over to him] Sir, have you come to help us? Are you going to help us out of here?

Caractacus Potts: [kneels in front of him] What's your name, son?

Peter: Peter, sir.

Caractacus Potts: [compassionately; Truly, the Toymaker, and the children listen with interest] Well Peter, you shouldn't be afraid. Even in a terrible place like this. Because there's always hope. That's what I always tell my children when they're...afraid.

Blimp Pilot: We're still losing height!

Baron Bomburst: There has to be something else we can throw out!!!

Second Spy: But there's nothing else we can throw out...!!?

First Spy: There's nothing else... (Chuckles nervously)

Grandpa Potts: You just dropped someone!!!

First Spy: (swimming desperately in the ocean as the second spy splashes in the ocean) Come back! Come back! (The men chuckle and wave goodbye to the spies as the blimp takes off back in the air) Come back!!!

Second Spy: What do we do now?

First Spy: Start swimming!

Second Spy: I don't swim!

First Spy: [swims away] Then start drowning!

Jemimah: He's awful!

Jeremy: He's terrible!

Caractacus Potts: Not only that, he isn't even nice!

Truly Scrumptious: What an unusual car.

Jeremy: Daddy made it.

Truly Scrumptious: [laughs] Oh? And it actually goes?

Jemimah: It's called Chitty Chitty Bang Bang.

Truly Scrumptious: That's a curious name for a motorcar.

Jemimah: But that's the sound it makes. Listen.

Truly Scrumptious: Wh-what are you going to do?

Caractacus Potts: I'm going to carry you.

Truly Scrumptious: Oh dear. Must you?

Caractacus Potts: Well, unless you'd rather ride piggyback.

Caractacus Potts: You see I've invented these sweets.

Lord Scrumptious Secretary: Oh really? Name?

Caractacus Potts: Uh...Whistling Sweets.

Lord Scrumptious Secretary: Mr. Whistling Sweets. (writes it down)

Caractacus Potts: (laughs) Mr. Whistling Sweets!! Uh no. I'm... uh... Potts.

Lord Scrumptious Secretary: Hmmm... (writes it down)

Caractacus Potts: Do you think Coggins might do a deal, so much a week?

Grandpa: Coggins? That lives down the road? Sure. He wouldn't light your pipe if his house was on fire.

Caractacus Potts: [[India] How was ], Grandpa?

Grandpa: [[elephant] India? I'll tell you how India was. I got up this morning and I shot an ] in my pajamas.

Grandpa, Caractacus, Jemimah, and Jeremy: How an elephant got in my pajamas, I shall never know.

Grandpa: You've heard it before.

Caractacus Potts: The nerve of that woman! Coming in here and telling me how to raise my children! Do I need someone telling me how to raise my children? Do I? Where is my cardigan?

Jemimah: Under your jacket.

Caractacus Potts: Under-. Yes. Self-righteous busy body. Well, she won't be bothering us anymore.

Jemimah: But I liked her.

Jeremy: So did I. She was very pretty.

Caractacus Potts: She certainly was. Do you think your father's a crackpot?

Jeremy: Your cardigan's inside out.

Caractacus Potts: [[invention] What? Oh. Do you think I'm a lunatic? Wasting my time on a lot of silly ]s?

Jemimah: But they aren't silly! They're wonderful!

Jeremy: Nobody else can think of them.

Caractacus Potts: That's right! That is right! Nobody else can think of them.

Truly Scrumptious: Well! I've never been...

Caractacus Potts: Spoken to like that? Well, maybe it's about time!

Truly Scrumptious: What's your name?

Jemimah: I'm Jemimah.

Jeremy: And I'm Jeremy.

Jemimah: What's yours?

Truly Scrumptious: Truly.

Jemimah: That's a very pretty name.

Truly Scrumptious: Now, where is your house?

Jeremy: Oh, we don't live in a house.

Jemimah: [[castle] We live a ]. On top of a hill.

Truly Scrumptious: [laughs] A castle? I didn't know there were any castles around here.

Jemimah: Well, it isn't a castle exactly.

Jeremy: [[Alfred the Great|King Alfred] That's what Daddy calls it. He says ] used to live there hundreds of years ago.

Truly Scrumptious: And does your Daddy know you aren't in school?

Jemimah: Oh, he won't mind. He never does.

Jeremy: Anyway, he's awful busy.

Truly Scrumptious: Is he? Well, he'll have to find time to see me because I have a few things to say to him.

Junkman: What is this heap of old iron doin here?

Bill Coggins: Old iron?

Junkman: I'll give ya ten bob for it.

Bill Coggins: Please do not be daft. This was once such a great car; it won the British Grand Prix three years running.

Junkman: (chuckles greedily) So it's a car eh it? (touches the broken wheel)

Jeremy: Certainly it is a car!

Jemimah Potts: It's a racing car and we're winning!

Jeremy: And you are in the way!

Junkman: (rudely) And you are in the way of a belt wrapped around your ear young man, if I have any more of your lip!! All right. I will give ya 15 bob for it.

Bill Coggins: Make it 30 and she is yours.

Jemimah: (shocked) Mr. Coggins, you are not selling her, are you!?

Junkman: (furiously) Of course he's goin to sell her!! Whattaya think he is runnin here?! A children's playground or something?!! All right 30 bob. I will pick her up Wednesday.

Child Catcher: Fool! Idiot! Out of my way!

Child Catcher: [laughs maniacally] Let me tell you, Toymaker. This nose of mine has never failed me. And if there are children here, my friend... you will die.

Child Catcher: [threatening the Toymaker] The Baroness will have your teeth for a necklace, and your eyeballs for earrings.

Child Catcher: [to the Toymaker] I don't trust a man who makes toys in a land where children are forbidden.

Child Catcher: They're all free today, cherry pie, cream puffs, ice cream, treacle tart.

Child Catcher: Here we are children, come and get your lollipops, lollipops, come along my little ones.

Child Catcher: Come along, kiddie-winkies!

Child Catcher: There are children here somewhere. I can smell them.

Toymaker: Here's some good advice, take your children and your good lady out of Vulgaria. Look, I'm only a toymaker, and if I don't finish this in time for the Baron's birthday tomorrow I shall be a dead toymaker!!

Toymaker: [[children] Hey, you there, get those ] in here!! Get them in before the soldiers get here!! We must get those children out of sight, if the soldiers come they will take them away, uh um, no one's allowed to have children in Vulgaria!! The Baroness, she hates children!!

Caractacus Potts: [to Truly Scrumptious] Maybe my children like running wild in the street. Had that occured to you?

Caractacus Potts: You'll find a slight squeeze on the hooter an excellent safety precaution, Miss Scrumptious.

Grandpa Potts: [singing] P-O-S-H - Posh!

Grandpa Potts: Nasty smelly things, motorcars!

Grandpa Potts: [reading a book out loud] And the big brown bear came lolloping over the mountain. "No, no!" the princess cried…