Quotes

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Mr. Wormwood: I can't believe that! Talking to me like that. How dare they! [turns to Matilda] I'm getting fined because of you! Matilda Wormwood: It's not my fault! You forgot to send me to school. Mr. Wormwood: Yeah, well you're going to school now, and you're gonna meet The Trunchbull. Matilda Wormwood: The Trunchbull? Mr. Wormwood: Agatha Trunchbull. Headmistress of Crunchem Hall.

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Agatha Trunchbull: [draws out the handheld speaker part of her microphone] Amanda Thripp. [Matilda and the children stare at Amanda, who looks frightened by the Trunchbull's presence] Amanda Thripp: [stammers nervously] Y-Y-Yes, Miss Trunchbull? Agatha Trunchbull: What have I said about pigtails? I hate pigtails. Amanda Thripp: But my mummy loves them. She thinks they make me look pretty! Agatha Trunchbull: Well, your mother is a TWIT! [pulls Amanda's pigtails and spins Amanda in a circle before launching Amanda above the fence like a hammer throw]

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Matilda Wormwood: Do you want to hear about my first day at school? Mrs. Wormwood: Yuck. I'd rather eat vegetables. Mr. Wormwood: It's official, I'm a genius! My losing streak is over. This fella comes into the lot. Huge he was. Great big bear of a man. And this bear of a man wants a luxury car. Mrs. Wormwood: Oh, lovely. But do bears drive? Mr. Wormwood: No. He's not a real bear. Matilda Wormwood: Do you have a luxury car? Mr. Wormwood: I've got two, boy. Matilda Wormwood: I'm a girl. Mr. Wormwood: One with a smashed-in front, and one with a smashed-in back. All I gotta do is cut them in half, glue them together and Bob's your chipmunk. Daddy's back. Matilda Wormwood: But isn't that illegal? And sort of, well, wrong? [Mrs. Wormwood gasps] Mr. Wormwood: What'd he say? Wrong? Wrong? [snatches the library book out of Matilda's hand] Give me that. The Grapes of...Idiot! How can grapes be angry? Hey? What utter junk! Matilda Wormwood: It's not about grapes. Mrs. Wormwood: Back-yakking! The

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Jennifer Honey: This isn't teaching. This is cruelty! Agatha Trunchbull: Cruelty? Well, yes. Of course. Lavender Brown: [slips her pet newt Isaac in the water pitcher] Go on, boy. Agatha Trunchbull: You did say it was going to be fun. Jennifer Honey: But this isn't fun! Agatha Trunchbull: Miss Honey, you are pathetic. You are weak. [pours the water from the pitcher in the cup] You are wet. You are, in fact... [takes a slurp out of the cup] ...a snivelling, little... [sees Isaac in the cup she drank from] ...newt. [screams in horror at the discovery of Isaac's presence in the water cup]

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Jennifer Honey: It’s over. This is my school now. Run. Agatha Truchbull: (YELLS, SHOUTS AND SCREAMS AT ONCE)