Cat in the Hat: Don't worry, I have three plans. Plan A: Mess up a perfectly clean house. Done that! Plan B: Cut your losses and ditch the kids. That could work.
Sally: What about that one?
Cat in the Hat: Plan C: Trick Mom's boyfriend into handing over dog and lock. I don't know. I still like Plan B.
Cat in the Hat: Here she is. The Super Luxurious Omnidirectional Whatchamajiggar. Or S.L.O.W. For short.
Cat in the Hat: Yeah, S.L.O.W. It's better than the last thing we had. Super Hydraulic Instantaneous Transporter.
Conrad: Oh, you mean...
Cat in the Hat: Quick! To the S.L.O.W.!
Sally: Um, Cat. Your tail.
Cat in the Hat: What about it? Oh, I see. I've chopped it off. Well, that's interesting because...SON OF A BI-[gets cut off.].
Prince Sadir: Cale, you look me in the eye and you tell me that you think that your horse has a chance at beating my brother's horse.
Cale Crane: My horse will beat every horse that shows up.
Lucy: Daddy, did God made for you to be like this or was it an accident?
Sam: Ok, what do you mean?
Lucy: I mean you're different.
Sam: But what do you mean?
Lucy: You're not like other daddies.
Sam: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Yeah, I'm sorry.
Lucy: It's ok, daddy. It's ok. Don't be sorry. I'm lucky. Nobody else's daddy ever comes to the park.
Sam: Yeah! Yeah! Yeah, we are lucky. Aren't we lucky? Yeah.
Henry Carver: I don't know why you're even trying. You already know the ending to this story.
Cassie Holmes: We're going to change it.
Marie Currie: You took Mom's black heels?
Cherie Currie: Like, she's ever worn anything twice? Anyway, you should be more worried about her finding out about how old your skanky boyfriend is.
Marie Currie: I'm sorry. Does your boyfriend have a car? I'm sorry, do you even have a boyfriend?