- Stuart Little: Good-bye, fake father! Good-bye, fake mother!
- Mrs. Stout: Good-bye, fake son!
- [Stuart drives off in the toy car]
- Mrs. Stout: I'm gonna miss that boy.
- Mr. Stout: I'm gonna miss that car.
- Smokey: How you doing? You must be Stuart.
- Stuart Little: Actually... I must be going.
- [Gets back into his little car]
- Lucky: What's your hurry, Murray?
- Red: Yeah, where ya going, Murray - - Urm Stuart. What's his name?
- Aunt Tina Little: [referring to Stuart] I think he's grown a little since we've been here.
- Grandma Estelle Little: That's what happened to me. One summer, I just shot right up!
- [Grandpa Spencer, dubious, stares at the diminutive Estelle]
- Anton: Gee George, you all done crying?
- George Little: Yeah! Are you all done being a jerk?
- Anton: No!
- Stuart Little: So, what do I call you?
- Mrs. Little: Mom.
- Mr. Little: And Dad.
- Mrs. Little: We haven't told you the best news of all.
- Mr. Little: You have a brother, named George.
- Stuart Little: What do I call him?
- Mrs. Little: George.
- George Little: Maybe we should go home.
- Mr. Little: Why?
- George Little: I'm not wearing my lucky underwear.
- Mr. Little: You don't have lucky underwear.
- George Little: Well, maybe we should get some, and then come back for another race.
- Mrs. Keeper: Mr. and Mrs. Little, we try to discourage couples from adopting outside of their own... species. It rarely works out.
- Smokey: Say good night... Tinkerbell.
- [Snowbell gulps]
- Stuart Little: Hey, Smokey! His name is Snowbell!
- [Smacks him off the tree with a branch, Smokey screaming]
- Mr. Little: You must never harmed Stuart. You understand?
- Mrs. Little: Never, or out you go, Mr. Snow.
- Mr. Little: Stuart is one of the family now. We do not eat family members.
- Monty, the Mouth: Aren't you gonna' run?
- Stuart Little: Why?
- Monty, the Mouth: 'cause you're a mouse.
- Stuart Little: I'm not just a mouse. I'm a member of this family.
- Monty, the Mouth: A mouse with a pet cat?
- [rolls over and laughs out loud, repeating that line over again]
- Stuart Little: I guess that is pretty funny.
- Monty, the Mouth: Pretty funny? I'm gonna wet my fur! A MOUSE WITH A PET CAT!
- [laughs hard more, and looks down at Snowbell, who is embarrassed]
- Monty, the Mouth: Your new little master? Wait 'til the boys hear all about this!
- Snowbell: Ah, the humiliation!
- [to Stuart]
- Snowbell: I'm going to kill you!
- Stuart Little: You seem tense!
- Snowbell: Tense? Oh, I'm - I'm way, way past tense
- Stuart Little: Well, maybe I could help. Can I scratch your ears? I could rub your tummy.
- Snowbell: How'd you like to rub it from the INSIDE, mouse-boy?
- Stuart Little: I'm a little confused. I thought that's what you did with a pet.
- Snowbell: A Pet? I am not your pet! I'm a cat, you're a mouse. You should be livin' in a hole. This is my family.
- Stuart Little: Can we share them?
- Snowbell: Read my furry pink lips. "No!"
- Mrs. Little: George, have you seen Stuart?
- George Little: He's down here with me.
- Mr. Little: [whispering out] What are you doing to him?
- [Stuart is trapped in a washing machine which is filling up. Snowbell arrives]
- Stuart Little: Snowbell! Thank goodness, you're here. Do you believe this? I'm locked in the washer. Can you help me? Can... can you turn this thing off?
- Snowbell: Why would I turn it off? It's my favorite show.
- Stuart Little: [laughs] That's funny! That's funny, Snowbell.
- [notices that Snowbell is leaving]
- Stuart Little: Snowbell, you can't leave me!
- Snowbell: Talk to the butt.
- Stuart Little: Snowbell, where are you going?
- Snowbell: Oh, I've got to stare at traffic, yawn, lick myself and believe me, that can take hours if you do it right. Ciao.
- Smokey: [pushes the branch Stuart's on down] Here you go, boys! Dinner's served!
- Monty, the Mouth: Alright, Smokey! Way to go!
- Stuart Little: Oh dear!
- Lucky: Look, it's mouse on a stick! I love mouse on a stick!
- Monty, the Mouth: A little further! Keep him comin'! Keep him comin'! Alright I can almost reach him! Keep him coming! I got him, he's mine!
- [Snowbell snaps the branch]
- Monty, the Mouth: What the? Hey, the branch is the gonna!
- Snowbell: Well, what have we got here?
- Monty, the Mouth: Snow, don't come out here, the branch is breaking!
- Snowbell: Stuart, are you alright?
- Stuart Little: Yeah, yeah. I'm okay.
- Snowbell: Just hang on, I'll take it from here!
- Monty, the Mouth: Huh? Take what?
- [Snowbell pushes the branch Monty's on with Red and Lucky on further]
- Monty, the Mouth: Hey, c'mon Snow! You wouldn't do this to me? I'm not your old buddy?
- Snowbell: Don't worry, buddy! I'm sure you'll land...
- [he pushes the branch further]
- Monty, the Mouth: No, no Snow! What're you doing?
- Snowbell: On your feet!
- [the branch snaps sending Red, Lucky and Monty into the water, all three cats screaming and splash in the water]
- Stuart Little: I thought I was in a fairy tale.
- Mr. Stout: Fairy tales are made-up stories, Stuart. This is real.
- [Mrs. Little hears the doorbell ringing, she opens the door]
- Officer Sherman: Mrs. Little?
- Mrs. Little: Yes.
- Officer Sherman: I'm Detective Sherman. This is my partner, Detective Allen. We understand your son is missing.
- Mrs. Little: Thanks for coming.
- Stuart Little: Now I know that fairy tales are real.
- Snowbell: [From the top of the stairs] Fairy tales are real? Oy, I think I'm gonna cough up a furball.
- Anton: How did that stupid mouse get in my sail?
- George Little: He's not a stupid mouse!
- Anton: You're right; He's a stupid rat!
- Stuart Little: Snow, where are you going?
- Snowbell: Oh, I gotta yawn, stare at traffic, lick myself. And believe me, that could take hours if you do it right.
- Mrs. Little: Is he going to be alright?
- Dr. Beechwood: Well, a lad that size swallowing all that detergent. Amazingly, I think he's gonna be fine. Also, he's very clean.
- Anton: [bragging on George's ship] Gee George, what did you do, get that out of a cereal box? I'm glad you're here George, somebody's got to finish last.
- [when Snowbell spots Stuart lying in bed]
- Snowbell: Are you cozy?
- Stuart Little: Yes, thanks. I'm quite comfortable.
- Snowbell: All I've got to sleep on is a rag in the corner, you little rat!
- Monty, the Mouth: You know, I'm not picky as long as it ain't meat loaf. That stuff gives me gas, something awful.
- Snowbell: I'm sorry, it's meat loaf.
- Monty, the Mouth: Oh well, beggars can't be choosers. Load me up and light a match!
- Snowbell: [Monty tries to go into the kitchen, but Snowbell tries stopping him, so he won't see Stuart and possibly humiliate him] No, Monty. Stop. You don't wonna do that.
- Monty, the Mouth: Why? I eat from garbage cans, drink from public toilets. Like a little gas is gonna bother me.
- [he walks through the cat door to the kitchen]
- Snowbell: No, wait. Don't!
- Monty, the Mouth: [while Stuart is hugging Snowball] Snow, what's he doing to your leg? I can't help to think that this is wrong.
- Smokey: What the hell's going on here?
- Snowbell: Urrrrm... Listen, Smokey... I want to quit this whole thing off... okay?
- Smokey: Too late!
- Mr. Little: [to first search group] Crenshaw, Tina, and Uncle Stretch you go uptown. Cover as many streets as you can.
- [to second group]
- Mr. Little: Edgar, Beatrice, and Spencer you take downtown. Every side street and back alley.
- [finally comes to his Mom]
- Mr. Little: Estelle.
- [Points to the second search group]
- Mr. Little: You better go with them.
- Mrs. Little: Does Ben always dress this way?
- Salesman: No no no madame! There are many moods of Ben! It all depends on the occasion.
- Mrs. Little: What if the occasion was a family party?
- Salesman: I think I have just the thing.
- Stuart Little: I made it. I can't believe it. I'm home. Mom! Dad! I'm coming! Mom, Dad, George! It's me, Stuart! I'm back! Mom, Dad, George! Where is everybody?
- Snowbell: There's nobody else here. It's just you and me, kid.
- Stuart Little: Where'd they go?
- Snowbell: Movies, I think.
- Stuart Little: Movies?
- Snowbell: Ever since you left. It's just movies, parties, roller-skating, amusement parks. They're having the time of their lives.
- Stuart Little: They are?
- Snowbell: Oh, sure. I hate to have to tell you this, but they're celebrating.
- Stuart Little: Celebrating what?
- Snowbell: Can't you guess?
- Stuart Little: No.
- Snowbell: They were just so happy to get rid of you.
- Stuart Little: [angrily] That's a lie! I don't believe that.
- Snowbell: Oh, boy. I wish I could spare you this. This is gonna break your little heart. Look up there!
- Stuart Little: At what?
- Snowbell: See for yourself. They did that right after you left. Mrs. Little said, "Who wants to look at that face anymore?"
- Stuart Little: She did?
- Snowbell: Yeah.
- Stuart Little: And George?
- Snowbell: She gave it to him, and he tore it up.
- Stuart Little: He did?
- Snowbell: Yeah. I'd give you the pieces, but Mr. Little set them on fire. I tried to warn you, Stuart. I told you it wasn't gonna work out.
- Stuart Little: I should've known. It was too good to be true.