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Jason Marsden and Bill Farmer in An Extremely Goofy Movie (2000)

Jason Marsden: Max Goof

An Extremely Goofy Movie

Jason Marsden credited as playing...

Max Goof

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Quotes20

  • [the Beret girl walks past them as they're eating]
  • Bobby: Wow.
  • [He jumps over the table, races in front of the Beret Girl and speaks in a fake French accent]
  • Bobby: Me and a little crumpet like yourself could make beautiful bongo music together.
  • Beret Girl: Whoa. Easy, boy. You're fogging up my karma.
  • Max: Hey, you want to sit with us?
  • Beret Girl: Sure. You're cool balances out his fool.
  • [Snaps her fingers]
  • Bobby: Okay. Whatever.
  • [Beret girl sits next to PJ]
  • Beret Girl: [chuckling as she flirts with PJ] Well... if it's all the same, I, uh... I forgot your name.
  • P.J.: It is endemic of the current culture that those with large stature are overlooked, except by vultures, with no regard to the depth of their souls, the height of their passion, the beauty of their moments.
  • Beret Girl: Oh, wise Buddha Boy. How could anyone overlook such a bundle of yes-ness? Let's dance.
  • [Pulls him on to the dance floor]
  • Max: [to a shocked Bobby] Guess the Bob-boy's lost his touch.
  • Max: [to Goofy, who admitted he wanted to get closer to him at college, loses his temper] Don't you get it? I'm trying to get AWAY from you! I'm not a little kid anymore! Now just leave me alone, and GET YOUR OWN LIFE!
  • Goofy: [as Bobby drives the van away] Goin' already? What about breakfast? You need your three squares a day!
  • Max: [Hanging out of the window] Don't worry, Dad! We'll pick up some donuts on the way! Love you, miss you, see you at Christmas! Bye!
  • Max: Gentlemen, welcome to the first day of the rest of our lives!
  • Bobby: That's pretty deep. You get that line off a bumper sticker?
  • Goofy: Did you brush your teeth?
  • Max: Yeah, dad.
  • Goofy: Comb your hair?
  • Max: Yup.
  • Goofy: Did you put on clean underwear?
  • Max: [annoyed] DAD!
  • Max: We'll dethrone you and your friends, Your Royal LOWNESS.
  • Tank: Help me! Anyone! 911, baby.
  • Max: Tank, talk to me!
  • Tank: Dog boy, am I glad to see you, sweetheart.
  • [Goofy has walked into Max's classroom in full 70s attire, and Max is shocked and horrified]
  • Max: [muttering] Oh no, oh no, oh...
  • Bobby: Hey Max, is my vision blurred, or doesn't that guy look like your dad?
  • Goofy: Maxie!
  • Max: [grabbing and ringing at Bobby's shoulders] Kill me, just kill me now!
  • Max: [watching Goofy and Sylvia dance disco] If the Gammas don't keep my dad out of our hair, his new girlfriend will!
  • [at work, Goofy puts a toy robot together and daydreams that the robot's head is Max]
  • Max: [in Goofy's imagination] Hiya, dad!
  • Goofy: Maxie!
  • [Goofy hugs the toy robot tightly]
  • Toy Factory Boss: [over the intercom] Mr. Goof, an assembly line is for assembling! Stop daydreaming and get back to work... or else!
  • Goofy: Now listen, son, that there X-Games fiddle-faddle may be all well and fun, but remember, you're going off to college to make something of yourselves.
  • Max: Exactly!
  • Goofy: You'll get a degree and the world will be your clam.
  • Max: Uh, oyster, Dad?
  • Goofy: Oh, No, thanks. I'm saving room for wienies.
  • Max: P.J., isn't ten hot dogs enough?
  • Max: [pulls off Goofy's afro wig] Dad, you're scaring people.
  • [throws the wig directly into the garbage can]
  • Max: [referring to Goofy] Look, I talked to him and laid out all the ground rules: No interfering with the X Games practice, no hounding us about schoolwork, no coming into our room unannounced, and *no* acting like a father. Especially mine. He's got his life, I've got my life.
  • Max: [echo] ... my life... my life... my life...
  • Bobby: Spooky...
  • Bradley Uppercrust, III: Congrats, Max. I haven't forgotten our agreement.
  • Max: The bet's off, Bradley. But I think you owe him something.
  • Tank: Brad! Hi, it's me, the guy you let down.
  • Bradley Uppercrust, III: [nervously] H-Hey, Tank! Who loves ya, baby, huh?
  • Tank: [growling menacingly] You're goin' down like a four-cent pair of socks.
  • Bradley Uppercrust, III: You and me, baby, all the way!
  • [he tries to run only to get stopped by Tank]
  • Tank: Oh, a vacancy at the Gamma house, takin' applications.
  • Bradley Uppercrust, III: Okay! Let go of me, you big, fat jerk!
  • Tank: Time to get on the last jet... TO NOWHERE!
  • [He flings Bradley into a blimp]
  • Chuck: Oh, it doesn't look good now, folks.
  • [Bradley hits the blimp causing it to deflate]
  • Chuck: It's like I'm in a bad dream and it just won't quit.
  • Max: Grande cappuccino. Make it a double.
  • P.J. Pete: Hey, Max. Be here now, bro. We thrive on the singularity of the you that is one with your selfness.
  • Bobby: That's just the new PJ speak for, Where you been, buddy?
  • Max: I've decided this school's only big enough for one Goof. I'm transferring out of here.
  • Bobby: Excuse-ay moi moi?
  • P.J. Pete: Wait. Hold it. Max, come on. That means you can't be on the X Games team.
  • Max: Exactly. You don't want me on the team, anyway. I lost in my best event.
  • Bobby: Oh, come on, Max-man. That was a one-time freak fest. You can beat any of those losers any day.
  • Max: I've already decided. I'm out of here.
  • Beret Girl: Max, Max, Max. Admit defeat and defeat will surely admit you into permanent custody, my man.
  • Max: If I can't even beat my father, who is the most athletically challenged man in the universe, how can you expect me to beat the other competitors? We're starting in last place because of me.
  • Bobby: That never stopped us before. You wanna give that Gamma geek Bradley the satisfaction of knowing he forced us out?
  • Max: Well, no.
  • Bobby: You want to let the crowd who once cheered for you, cheer for someone else? Especially when that someone else is your old man?
  • Max: No!
  • Bobby: Are you gonna be someone else's towel boy?
  • Max: No.
  • P.J. Pete: Together we can do it!
  • Max: You're right. We can still beat them! Let's whip those Gammas.
  • Bobby: Mission possible!
  • [They put their hands together]
  • Max, P.J. Pete, Bobby: Let's do it to it! Yeah!
  • [They run out triumphantly]
  • Beret Girl: Boys will be boys.
  • Max: Let's do it to it!
  • Goofy: I'm not gonna be at college to pick up after you.
  • [sadly, to his son]
  • Goofy: In fact, it's gonna be a long time before you see your old man again. What, maybe Christmas?
  • [puts his finger up to his eye, wiping away a tear]
  • Max: Ah, Dad, it'll go by fast.
  • Max: [chuckles, then mutters under his breath]
  • Max: Not TOO fast, I hope.
  • P.J.: Hey, dudes! Check out who's following us!
  • [indicates Brad]
  • Max: Let's just make sure it stays that way.
  • P.J.: Try hangin' a Louie. No, no, wait, that's the other Louie.
  • Max: Louie, Huey, Dewey? What are you talkin' about here, huh?
  • Bobby: Yo, it's right here, it's this way.
  • Max: Yeah, P.J., Bobby's right.
  • Max: Um... Hey Bob, um, who's driving?

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