Running Down a Gene/Quotes

:(The Belchers are eating breakfast, and Gene joins them after having a good sleep)
:Gene: Good morning, family.
:Linda: Someone's in a good mood! Gene, you've got a real spring in your sneaker.
:Louise: And a stench in his breath.
:Gene: Thank you.
----
:Tina: (to Gene) Didn't you have that other song you were working on? The one about zebras wearing bras or something?
:Gene: "Brazebras?" Ah, I don't like that one anymore. It's too mainstream.
:Louise: You also had that one about what it would be like if Tater Tots had legs.
:Linda: Oh, yeah. So provocative.
----
:Tina: There's always Tater Tots with legs.
:Gene: "Hot Tot to Trot" isn't good enough! I want them to hear the song and say, "Wow, this song will probably save the world someday by stopping all the wars and curing all diseases. Even the common cold. And most of lupus."
:Louise: Totally reasonable expectation.
:Gene: Come on, Gene, think! Stop looking at me, eggs. I'll get to you in a minute.
----
:Linda: Cricket, if you're listening to me right now, you're not cute, you're not cool, and you don't have any friends here. So you should just leave.
:Tina: But still believe in yourself!
----
:(Regular Sized Rudy joins the Belcher kids at lunch in the cafeteria of school)
:Regular Sized Rudy: Brains, right? Wait, what are we talking about?
----
:Regular Sized Rudy: (trying to help Gene remember his song) Gene, maybe there's a way to have the same dream again? Like, what if tonight, you do all the exact same stuff you did yesterday before bed?
:Gene: Interesting.
:Tina: (to Gene) Some things you did last night I don't ever want to smell again. Maybe don't redo that.
----
:Regular Sized Rudy: I once dreamt I was wearing flip flops, and I never wear flip flops.
:Louise: Wow. You are wild in your dreams.
----
:(The Belchers are eating dinner, and Linda hears a cricket chirping)
:Linda: Ugh. Damn cricket.
:Tina: You keep saying that. Maybe you could just think it next time?
----
:Gene: Now, I'm gonna change into last night's pajamas—AKA my only pajamas–and brush my teeth with Tina's toothbrush because that's what I accidentally did last night.
:Tina: Wait, what?
----
:(Gene is trying to get his dream from yesterday)
:Gene: No, not salami. Song. (goes back to sleep and dreams about talking salami)
:Salamis: Salami. Salami. Salami. Salami.
----
:(in Wagstaff's library)
:Gene: (to Mr. Ambrose) What do you lucid dream about?
:Mr. Ambrose: I do revenge stuff on people who were mean to me in high school, some fantasy and science fiction, some adult stuff I can't tell you about.
----
:Gene: (to Mr. Ambrose) So, is there a book about lucid dreaming?
:Mr. Ambrose: No, because we don't have any good books.
:Gene: Internet?
:Mr. Ambrose: Internet.
:Gene: Can I use the computer?
:Mr. Ambrose: The computers here? Sure, if you want to get hand, foot, and mouth disease.
:Gene: Worth it! I'm gonna lucid dream my way to a Grammy. Or at least to the top of the pops. Thank you, Mr. Ambrose! (runs off to the library's computers)
:Mr. Ambrose: SHH! (whispers) WE NEVER SPOKE.
----
:(Bob enters the apartment and sees the mess Tina and Louise made in the hallway)
:Bob: (to Tina and Louise) Why is this stuff all over the hallway? Is this a new, terrible way of recycling?
----
:Bob: (to Tina and Louise) Um, so there's bread and sugar on the floor under these pieces of newspaper?
:Tina: Yup.
:Bob: So we're getting rid of the cricket but gaining a ton of ants?
:Linda: Ants don't make noise. I'm fine with ants.
----
:Gene: Well, goodnight family.
:Bob: Good early evening.
----
:(Tina and Louise announce none of their traps caught the cricket in their apartment)
:Louise: No cricket, yet, Mother. Keep that $20 safe and warm.
:Linda: Ten. I said ten.
:Louise: Oh, I just assumed there'd be a gratuity or a performance bonus of some kind?
:Linda: Ten.
----
:Gene: If I win this contest and then I get a record deal, on the liner notes, I'm gonna write, "No thanks to Dad."
:Louise: That should be the name of your album.
:Gene: Ooh!
:Bob: Mm.
----
:(Gene is on an airplane in his dream)
:Gene: I'm on the bus! I'm on the bus! (looks out the window) What? AIRPLANE? NOO!!
:Flight Attendant: (to Gene) Peanuts or pretzels?
:Gene: Ooh, pretzels, please!
----
:Mr. Ambrose: (frustrated) Ugh. Please. Eating. Librarians need a lunch break, too, you know? (whispers) OR SEVERAL LUNCH BREAKS. DON'T TELL ANYONE.
----
:Louise: (to Ambrose) This might be an awkward time to ask, but you don't happen to have any books about crickets, do you? Catching them, specifically?
:Tina: Or driving them away, nicely?
:Mr. Ambrose: Crickets?
:Louise: Yes, please. Smart crickets. I don't know if the section is divided that way, but this is a smart cricket we're dealing with.
:Mr. Ambrose: (sighs, to Gene) You, things take time. Try and relax.
:Gene: I can't relax!
:Mr. Ambrose: WELL, YOU HAVE TO!
:Gene: THAT'S NOT RELAXING TO HEAR!
:Mr. Ambrose: (to Tina and Louise) And you two—insects and other invertebrates.
:Louise: (offended) Don't call us that!
:Mr. Ambrose: (points to the insects and other invertebrates section of the library) Behind you. Next to reptiles.
:Louise: (realizes) Oh, yeah! There it is.
:Tina: (to Mr. Ambrose) But which one do you think is the best—
:Mr. Ambrose: (slams the desk) I'M EATING MY LUNCH! LET ME FINISH MY ZITI!
:(a student shushes Mr. Ambrose)
:Mr. Ambrose: (crawls up on the desk) YOU DON'T "SHH"! I "SHH"!
----
:Gene: (singsongy) I'm off to bed.
:Bob: Yup, your new thing where you go to bed at dusk.
----
:(Gene is presenting his dream song to his family in the living room)
:Gene: (singing terribly) YOU HEAT YOUR BUUNS IN THE SUUUUUN. YOU HEET YOUR BUNS IN THE— (starts swaying back and forth) SU-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-UNNNNN.
:(a moment of silence from the family)
:Bob: (lying) That was, good.
:Linda: (lying) Yeah! Good.
:Tina: (lying) Yeaaah.
:Gene: Really?
:Bob: (lying again) Yes.
----
:Gene: (dejectedly) I'm just gonna go to my room and moan in private.
Category:Episode quotes