The Game Plan (2007) - Quotes

Taglines: Joe Kingman had the perfect game plan to win the championship... but first, he has to tackle one little problem.

Stella: OK, Joe, this is it. "I'm going to Fanny's Burgers.

ESPN News Reporter: Joe, you've just won the championship. What are you gonna do now?

Joe: I'm gonna take my daughter home.

Peyton: Daddy, you won the championship!

Joe: Aw, Peyton, I won much more than that.

Monique: [to Peyton] Can't you just go home after the game?

Peyton: [realizes what she said] No, I have to get back before she does.

Joe: [Peyton eats her dessert] What did you say? You said "you have to get back before she does"? Isn't your Mom picking you up?

Peyton: Well, um...

Joe: Peyton?

Peyton: I was planning to tell you, Joe. I really was. Actually, you're gonna love it. It's just L-O-L...

Joe: Quit stalling.

Peyton: I was supposed to be studying at a special ballet program this summer, but instead, I snuck away to come meet you.

Joe: You ran away? You ran away?! Is your mom even in Africa?

Peyton: About that?

Joe: What have you done?!

Monique: I'm sure there's a reasonable...

Joe: [Peyton starts to cough out of nut allergies] The press is gonna eat me alive. What a stupid, stupid, stupid thing for you to do. Did you stop to think about how this was gonna impact me? Oh, that's not gonna work this time. You are in serious trouble.

Monique: [examines Peyton as she coughs] OK, she's sweating like crazy, she's coughing, and her lips are swelling.

Joe: Oh, come on. Don't fall for that. She's a little world-class performer.

Monique: [to Peyton] I don't think she's acting right now, OK? Give me 1 second. Are you allergic to something?

Peyton: Nuts.

Monique: [to Joe, showing him Peyton's dessert; Joe remembers her saying that and turns worried] Did you know that? The dessert has nuts. Take her to the hospital. Come on.

Joe: Hospital. Where's the nearest hospital?

Monique: [Joe runs off] Ninth and Woodrow. I'll get the car. Hey, where are you going? What are you doing?

Joe: [pushing bystanders out of his way] Move! Move! Move! Move!

Man: [offscreen] Excuse me, sir.

Joe: Help, help! My daughter needs help! Help!

Emergency Room Doctor: [approaching Joe, alongside his friends] What do we got here?

Joe: Help. She's allergic. She can't breathe. She's allergic to nuts.

Emergency Room Doctor: [[w:Anaphylaxis|an anaphylactic reaction] It looks like ]. Set her down.

Joe: She can't breathe.

Emergency Room Doctor: [uses a flashlight to look inside Peyton's mouth; [w:Respiratory tract|The airway; [w:Non-rebreather mask|10 liters non-rebreather mask] Baby. Baby, open up your mouth. ] is almost close. Let's move her. ].

Joe: Peyton. Peyton. Peyton.

Dr. Converse: I'll show you to the family waiting room. It's going to be fine. They're going to take care of her. She'll be OK.

Dr. Converse: [entering with a clipboard] Peyton Kelly's father?

Joe: [approaching Dr. Converse] I'm Peyton's dad.

Dr. Converse: Your daughter is responding well to the treatment. We're gonna keep her overnight just to be sure, but she's gonna be fine.

Joe: [sighing with relief] Thank you so much. Thank you.

Dr. Converse: You were really, really lucky this time.

Webber: She's going to be alright.

Joe: Yeah.

Webber: OK.

Woman: Please tell me Peyton's alright.

Joe: She's going to be…

Monique: She's going to be fine. The doctor says that she's going to be fine.

Karen: [angry, to Joe] You're lucky that I haven't called the police.

Joe: Karen?

Karen: [shows Joe a magazine; approaches Joe] I got home early, and I see you and Peyton. Your faces are plastered on the front of every magazine. I called Peyton 100 times yesterday, but she didn't answer. I flew out here, got off the plane, and I see all of this on the news.

Joe: Karen?

Karen: Is that all you can say for yourself is "Karen"?

Joe: I thought you were dead.

Karen: I can assure you, I'm not dead. How did you find her?

Joe: [[w:Africa|Africa] I didn't, she found me. Wait a minute. Is Peyton's mom still in ]?

Karen: [as her eyes widen; short pause; stops talking for a second, then continues; [w:Traffic collision|a car accident] She didn't tell you, did she? Joe… Sara died in ] 6 months ago.

Joe: Oh, Peyton.

Peyton: Are you okay?

Joe: [speaking with a very evident lisp] Do I sound okay? What did you put in those cookies?

Peyton: Um, milk, flour, eggs, and cinnamon.

Joe: Cinnamon?! I'm allergic to cinnamon!

Peyton: Sorry.

Joe: You're sorry? I'm talking like this and all you can say is you're sorry?

Peyton: I'm allergic to nuts.

Joe: You need to be a mom to do this stuff.

Monique: I don't know about that. True, mothers are smarter, kinder, and better at just about everything...

Joe: Well, who are you here with?

Peyton: My father.

Joe: Well, you better go get him, because I'm sure he's looking for you.

Peyton: He's not looking for me.

Joe: How do you know?

Peyton: Because he's looking at me.

Joe: What?

Peyton: Hi, we've never met before, you were married to my mom, Sara. Sara Kelly. My name is Peyton, and I'm your daughter.