Agatha Trunchbull: You wanted cake, you got cake! Now EAT IT.
Harry Wormwood: A book? What do you want a book for?
Matilda: To read.
Harry Wormwood: To read? Why would you want to read when you got the television set sitting right in front of you? There's nothing you can get from a book that you can't get from a television faster.
Agatha Trunchbull: Useless, flamin' car! Wormwood! Sell me a lemon? You're heading for the chokey, young lady.
Agatha Trunchbull: Teach you a lesson.
Matilda: What lesson?
Agatha Trunchbull: You and your father think you can make a fool out of me.
Matilda: My father?
Agatha Trunchbull: The guy with the stupid haircut.
Matilda: I'm nothing like my father.
Agatha Trunchbull: You're the spitting image. The apple never rots far from the tree.