Miranda Cosgrove: Margo

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Margo

Gru: Kyle. These are not treats. These are guests!
[to the girls]
Gru: Girls, this is Kyle, my... dog.
[Kyle growls]
Agnes: Ooh, fluffy doggie!
[She runs toward Kyle, who whines and runs away; she groans in disappointment]
Margo: What kind of dog is that?
Gru: He's a... I don't know.

Gru: Clearly we need to set some rules. Rule number one: You will not touch *anything*.
Margo: Aha. What about the floor?
Gru: Yes, you may touch the floor.
Margo: What about the air?
Gru: Yes, you may touch the air.
Edith: What about this?
[holds a ray gun in her hands, the laser sight aimed right at Gru]
Gru: [screams, holding a frying pan for protection] Where did you get that?
Edith: [shrugs] Found it.
[Gru takes it away from her]
Gru: Okay, rule number two: You will not bother me while I'm working. Rule number three: You will not cry, or whine, or laugh, or giggle, or sneeze or barf or fart! So no, no, no annoying sounds. All right?
Agnes: Does this count as annoying?
[lets go of Margo's hand and puckers her cheeks]
Gru: [stops Agnes] Very!
[sighs, irritated]
Gru: I'll see you in six hours.
[leaves the kitchen]
Margo: Okay, don't worry. Everything is going to be fine. We're gonna be really happy here. Right...? Agnes?
[She and Edith turn and see Agnes scarfing from the bowl on the floor marked "food."]
Agnes: [mouth full] Mmm?

Margo: You gave us back.
Gru: I know, I know, and it is the worst mistake I ever made. But you have to jump now.

Gru: So, good night, sleep tight, and don't let the bed bugs bite. Because there are literally thousands of them.
[whispering menacingly]
Gru: Oh, and there's probably something in your closet.
[He chuckles evilly and closes the door]
Margo: He's just kidding, Agnes.

[saying their prayers before bed]
Margo: And please watch over us, and bless that we'll have a good night's sleep.
Edith: And bless that while we're sleeping, no bugs will crawl into our ears and lay eggs in our brains!
Agnes: Ugh!
Margo: Great. Thanks for that image, Edith.
Agnes: And please bless that someone will adopt us soon, and that the mommy and daddy will be nice... and have a pet unicorn.
[Margo and Edith roll their eyes]
Agnes: Amen.
Margo, Edith: Amen.

Gru: Mom? What are you doing here?
Gru's Mom: [flipping through Gru's baby book with the girls] And here he is in the bathtub. Ah, look at his little buns!
Gru: [chagrinned] Mom... not cool.
Gru's Mom: And here, he's all dressed up in his Sunday best.
Margo: He looks like a girl.
Gru's Mom: Yes, he does. An ugly girl.