Big
- PG
- Year:
- 1988
- 104 min
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"You are standing
in the cavern of the evil wizard.
All around you are the carcasses
of slain ice dwarfs."
Melt-- Melt wizard.
"What do you want
to melt him with?"
What do you think
I want to melt him with?
I told you to take out the garbage!
Just a second!
Throw thermal--
Josh! Didn't you hear
what your mother said?
One minute!
Joshua Baskin!
"Your hesitancy
has cost you dearly.
"The wizard,
sensing your apprehension,
"unleashes a fatal bolt
from the ice scepter.
With luck, you will thaw
Great.
Come on, Josh. It's starting
to stink up the place.
Okay, okay, okay.
Take the garbage out.
Every day, take the garbage out. There!
The teams are being led into the field,
and the crowds are going crazy! Yeah! Yeah!
And wait a minute. It's the Yankees'
star pitcher coming out of the bullpen.
Look at him! And the crowds
are cheering. They're going crazy!
They're screaming!
Is Billy there? Okay.
In the back.
Rick Rhoden is on the mound
for the Yankees.
He looks into the catcher's mitt,
shakes off the first signal,
takes the turn.
He wipes the sweat off his brow,
leans back and fires.
Yeah! Good-bye,
Mr. Spalding!
Here, here. Wait.
Got it, need it,
need it, got it.
Oh!
Hey, hey, hey!
You ever go by Simpson's desk
when she's grading papers or somethin'?
She leaned over,
you can see right down her shirt.
No.
Swear to God.
Bra?
No, no. She's got one
of those undershirt things.
So if you get real close to the board,
you can see all the way down
to her flowers.
Whoa!
Yeah. Give me your gum.
Need it, got it,
got it, need it.
Hey, hey.
- Give me a dollar! Give me--
- Oh, my God. It's Cynthia.
How did a geek like Freddie Benson
get a sister like that?
Beats me.
- I mean, imagine having
a boyfriend like that.
- Hi, Josh.
- Hi.
- Oh, my God. It's Billy.
Come on!
Don't start.
He says hi!
- Come on, Miss Cheapo.
A quarter! A quarter.
- Unbelievable!
God. She likes you.
I know she likes you.
I'll find out, okay?
# Shimmy, shimmy, koko bop
Shimmy, shimmy, rock #
# Shimmy, shimmy, koko bop
Shimmy, shimmy rock #
# I met a girlfriend
A Triscuit #
# She said a Triscuit
a biscuit #
# Ice cream soda pop
vanilla on the top #
# Ooh, Shalida
walkin' down the street
# I meant it, I said it
# I'm cool, I'm hot
Sock you in the stomach
three more times ##
Don't forget to
call me after supper.
Okay.
Remember about Cynthia.
Don't worry!
I'm as interested
as you are.
This isn't fair.
Buddy, we've been
talkin' about this for months.
You knew this was gonna happen
when Rachel got older.
- Why can't she stay in your room?
- Because.
Bein' part of a family
means sharing responsibilities.
Great. But do I have to share my room?
I'm a person.
I am not your maid.
Can any of you appreciate that?
You waltz in here like
it's some kind of a resort--
lounging around, waiting
foryour dinner to be cooked,
your clothes to be ironed.
What about me, huh? Have you ever
once thought about how I feel?
Do you know what it's like to work
eight hours and come home to this?
Every single day?
None of you
ever offer to help me!
Why?
I can't do it alone anymore.
Just can't.
And if you tell them anything
that goes on in this room,
well, you'll be sorry.
So, will you tell me?
- You're in.
- What do you mean, I'm in?
- Cynthia Benson.
- What about her?
You ready for this?
She doesn't like Barry anymore.
- So?
- So what do you mean, "so"?
That's it. She's available.
Billy, it doesn't mean--
Josh.
Hey, it's after midnight.
Now, say good night to Billy.
Good night, Billy.
I gotta go.
Good night, Mrs. Baskin!
Sweet dreams.
All right. Come on.
One dollar. Come on, kid.
Watch this. Need some help
with the hammer?
Okay. I'm ready.
Here I go. Here I go.
I get one more try. One more try.
Okay, honey.
Big smile. Big smile.
Go! Go! Go!
Good. Good.
Oh, "wimpy"!
Better luck next time.
Let me get one more try?
Please? Come on!
I can't live with "wimpy."
Mommy! Make it stop!
You sure you want to
go on this thing, son?
Yeah.
No, no. I don't know
about this one, Bob.
No, this looks too scary.
It's okay.
Oh, my God.
See? I told you.
He doesn't want to go on it.
Son, you don't
have to go on this thing
if you don't feel like it.
No, no. It's just that I--
I want to go on myself.
You do?
Yeah.
I think it's something--
Yeah, I think it's
something I should do.
Great. Why don't we meet you
at the Ferris wheel?
Half hour.
Excuse me.
Hey!
What are you doing?
Come on, man.
Watch it.
Sal threw up on the other ride.
It was disgusting.
Josh?
Oh. Hi.
Hi.
Have you been on this before?
This?
Yeah.
- Yes.
- Is it scary?
- Yes.
- Are you here alone?
Yes.
Look. Aren't those
your parents?
Where?
Right over there.
Honey! Smile!
Why, yes.
Hey, who's this?
This is Josh Baskin.
How you doin'?
This is Derek.
- He drives.
Next.
Go ahead.
Yo, next!
Go ahead.
Yo, next!
Whoa! Read this sign.
"You must be at least
this big to ride this ride."
What? Oh.
Hey, I don't make
the rules, kid.
Next! Next!
Well, it's a stupid rule.
Look, why don't you
try the Kiddie Whip?
Yeah, it's about time.
You. You.
See you, Josh.
No problem. Step up.
Hey, watch it, kid!
Hey. Come on, you guys.
Let's go.
"Drop 25 cents here."
Come on!
Work! Work!
Neat!
Make my wish. Right.
I wish I were big.
"Your wish is granted."
Somebody's gonna get you!
Come on. Go! Come on!
What's the matter?
Oh, no. Oh, no, no.
No.
Honey, you'll wake up
your brother.
Shh. Come on. Come on.
You sleep with us.
Easy, doggie! Easy!
Don't make me do it.
I'm only part-time. Sorry.
Josh!
Josh!
Josh!
What?
It's 7:
30. Are you up?Come on, sleepyhead!
You're gonna miss the bus,
and I can't drive you today.
What does he do
in his sleep?
Honey? I put out
some clean clothes.
Bring down your dungarees
and stuff for the laundry, okay?
- Okay.
- You getting a cold, Josh?
No. Fine.
He's got a cold.
Now Rachel's gonna get a cold,
I'm gonna get a cold,
his father's gonna get a cold.
Oh, my God.
Breakfast is ready, Josh.
Be right there!
Josh! Hurry up!
Your eggs are getting cold.
Hold this. Hold this.
Good. Now, can you
keep it a secret?
Yeah. Keep it a secret.
Bring down Rachel
with you, all right?
Okay.
Come on. Come on.
Oh, yeah. Shh, shh, shh.
Quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet.
What about your breakfast?
# Pardon me, boys
Is that the Chattanooga
choo-choo #
# Track 29 #
# Choo, choo, choo ##
Don't. Please, don't!
Don't! Please!
Oh, I'm sorry. Sorry.
No!
It's me.
It's Josh. Mom! Mom.
Stop it! Oh, God!
I made a wish last night.
Oh, please, stop!
I turned into a grown-up.
I made this wish on the machine.
Go away!
It turned me into a grown-up.
Last night at the carnival.
No! No!
My birthday's November 3.
Mom, I got a "B" on my history test.
Here, take the purse.
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