Ri¢hie Ri¢h (1994) Poster


Macaulay Culkin: Richie Rich



  • [Cadbury has just made a break from jail, and is reunited with Richie] 

    Richie Rich : Cadbury?

    Herbert Cadbury : Richie! Oh, thank God, I've been worried sick...!

    [they hug each other] 

    Herbert Cadbury : I do beg your pardon, sir. All that emotion. Quite out of order. Got caught up in the moment.

    Richie Rich : Cadbury?

    Herbert Cadbury : Yes, sir?

    Richie Rich : Shut up!

    Herbert Cadbury : Thank you, sir.

  • Pee-Wee : Hey, man, just checking out your crib here.

    Richie Rich : My crib?

    Herbert Cadbury : I believe that's street slang for home, sir, an idiom.

    Omar : Who you callin' an idiom?

  • Professor Keenbean : [spraying his latest invention on a test dummy]  Now, THIS makes any fabric instantly impervious. Dirt proof, stain proof, water proof, and...

    [calls out assistant with a gun] 

    Professor Keenbean : Sherman!

    [Sherman nods, as they go behind the glass wall behind, Sherman fires at the dummy who remains unharmed. As they reenter, Keenbean picks out a bullet that is still hot] 

    Professor Keenbean : Ouch! And bullet proof! It's still not perfected yet! It's hell on the dry-cleaning bill.

    Richie Rich : No kidding.

  • Gloria : [Richie is hiding out at Gloria's apartment]  I like this "street" look on you, Richie. If I didn't know better, I'd swear you were almost normal.

    Richie Rich : Thanks, I think.

    Gloria : No, seriously. I used to think you were just some spoiled rich kid. But now, you're not so bad.

    Richie Rich : Yeah, likewise.

  • [Richie wants to play baseball with Gloria's sandlot-team] 

    Richie Rich : Come on. Let me hit.

    Gloria : Forget it; you probably couldn't even hit a BEACH BALL!

    Richie Rich : I could hit it off of YOU.

    Gloria : [insulted]  All right - You think you're so hot? Put your money where your mouth is!

    Richie Rich : You mean bet?

    Tony : Yeah. $5 says she could put you away for keeps.

    Gloria : $5? How about $10?

    Richie Rich : Okay - Seems a little steep, but $10 thousand it is.

    [He whips it out, and they all freak out] 

    Gloria : No, not $10 thousand. $10 dollars.

    Richie Rich : Oh, $10 dollars. Okay.

    Herbert Cadbury : Master Richie, I do think it unseemly in the extreme for you to take these - children's money.

    Gloria : What are you doing, Mr. Fancy Pants? Asking the old guy for batting tips?

    Herbert Cadbury : [insulted]  Take their backsides to the cleaners, Master Richie.

  • Herbert Cadbury : [Richie prepares to introduce himself to Gloria and her sandlot-baseball team]  You can't play with THESE children. I must protest!

    Richie Rich : Cadbury, CHILL. I'll be fine.

    Herbert Cadbury : But they probably haven't even been VACCINATED!

  • Herbert Cadbury : Come along sir, you mustn't keep your personal trainer waiting.

    Richie Rich : [getting out of bed]  Tell Arnold I really don't feel like excercising today.

    [Cadbury clears his throat, and in walks in Claudia Schiffer. Richie's mouth drops open] 

    Aerobics Instructor : I hope you don't mind, but Arnold cancelled. So I'll be filling in. My name is Claudia.

    Richie Rich : Yikes!

    [Wiggles his eyebrows. They start doing some basic excercises, and Richie and Cadbury are watching her] 

    Richie Rich : Cadbury, about Arnold...

    Herbert Cadbury : Arnold's history, sir.

    Aerobics Instructor : [She bends over, and the two men are mesmorized]  All the way back down, stretch and back up.

  • [Richie and his private-schoolmates are on break from their fencing class] 

    Reynolds : Capital appreciation is all well and good, but not without a sound growth strategy.

    Ellsworth : Well, I've only got one word to say to you: pork bellies.

    Richie Rich : ...I'm wondering if you guys can come over this weekend and hang out with me. Like normal kids do.

    Reynolds : *Normal* kids? You're really acting weird, Richie. Anyway, no can do. I promised my dad I'd go with him for a hostile takeover in Tokyo.

    Richie Rich : Et tu, Ellsworth?

    Ellsworth : [shrugs]  Trustees' meeting. Sorry.

  • [he finds a lonely Richie surveying their backyard from the balcony] 

    Herbert Cadbury : Excuse me, Master Richie. Sensing you were at a loose end, I've arranged for a little entertainment.

    Richie Rich : I'm really not in the mood for the Vienna Boys' Choir today, Cadbury. Thanks anyhow.

  • Richard Rich Sr. : [They are preparing to depart for England]  Perk up, son. It won't be long before you're having tea and crumpets with the queen!

    Richie Rich : I'd much rather eat a hot dog at Wrigley Field.

    Richard Rich Sr. : [chuckles]  So would I, son. So would I.

  • Herbert Cadbury : ...Sir, your Latin tutorial has been moved back an hour; that gives you time for a spot of polo. Then on to your tax-law seminar. Oh, and this coming weekend, big treat: You and your parents are flying to London to take tea with Her Majesty... Is something amiss, sir?

    Richie Rich : [unhappy]  First, my friends are too busy to hang out with me... And now, *I'M* too busy to hang out with me.

  • Richie Rich : [looking up somewhat uncertainly at the enormous tall Rich Industries office building towering up in front of him]  I'm not sure if I can go through with this, Cadbury.

    Herbert Cadbury : Just remember these words, Master Richie - - "You have the power of your father inside you."

    Richie Rich : You mean, like, "Trust the force, Luke"?

    Herbert Cadbury : [maintaining his debonair composure even though he is a bit dismayed to have his elegantly-worded example "degraded" by having it merely compared to a quote in a science fiction movie]  "Pree-cisely, sir!"

  • Nash : [into walkie-talkie, with mouth full]  This is Nash.

    Zullo : Nash, I didn't hear that. Come back with that.

    Nash : This is Nash.

    Richie Rich : [into walkie talkie]  Fire two!

    [Cadbury launches a second sack of manure] 

    Nash : [mouth full]  Somebody throwing SHIII-!

    [the sack knocks him out] 

    Richie Rich : YES!

  • Richie Rich : How come all we do is talk about money? Why don't we do something fun.

    Ellsworth : Money is fun!

  • Professor Keenbean : [introducing his latest invention]  This baby is the ultimate corrosive. I call it - DON'T TOUCH IT! - I call it "hydrochloricdioxynucleocarbonium". Well, the name needs work. But it'll eat through a Buick! OR -...

    Richie Rich : Prison bars.

    Professor Keenbean : Exactly.

  • Richie Rich : [on Rich Industries' venture into the candy bar-business]  We simply cannot let our competition be nuttier than we are.

  • Richie Rich : [to Gloria and her fellow sandlotters]  If any one of you guys wanna turn back, now's the time.

    Gloria : No way. Would you turn back if you were us? We're with you, Richie.

  • Herbert Cadbury : Remember this, you have the power of your father inside you.

    Richie Rich : Sort of like "trust the force, Luke?"

  • Herbert Cadbury : [sniffs]  Good grief! Manure?

    Omar : Hey, it's all we could find!

    Herbert Cadbury : Very well. Load.

    Richie Rich : [into walkie-talkie]  I'm in position. You guys almost ready?

    Herbert Cadbury : [sniffs, into walkie-talkie]  Eminently.

  • Richie Rich : [seeing his gentle dignified friend clad in the would-be hitman's hideous punk-biker's costume of glossy black fabric imprinted with hundreds of tiny white human skulls]  You know, Cadbury, that get-up really doesn't go with your personality.

    Herbert Cadbury : Yeah, I know. I was lucky to be able to hold onto my own underwear.

    Diane Pazinski : [seeing Cadbury disguised as the hoodlum]  Whoa, look who's slummin'!

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