Quotes

Hans, Klaus, and Greta

Hans: Klaus, Greta, look! It looks like somebody wants to come to our side of the fence. Greta: Silly moo-moo. He doesn't know the rules.

Hans, Klaus, and Greta

Hmm. How do you get to the other side? Oh, let me ponder this question a little bit. Mmm... (gasps) SPOILER ALERT! You don't!

Hans, Klaus, and Greta

Hans: See, this is the beautiful horsey side, and that is the stinky bull side. Beautiful horsies stay here, and you ugly beasts stay there. Greta: Don't even think about coming over to our side. Or we'll alert the humans! Klaus: Ja. (laughs) Sucks to be YOU!

Hans, Klaus, and Greta

Shoo! Shoo-shoo! Go on, stinky one. Have a nice day smelling terrible. I bet his parents weren't even related.

Hans, Klaus, and Greta

Hans: (laughing) A bull dancing? Is this some kind of hilarious joke designed to make me laugh? Greta: You see, horses, we have the beautifulest legs for the dancing. Klaus: Bulls have short, stubby legs. Hans: Ja, look at me. Moo, moo, moo!

Hans, Klaus, and Greta

You call that dancing? Hah! Nein, this is dancing.

Hans, Klaus, and Greta

Don't celebrate yet, you rump roast! Try this!

Hans, Klaus, and Greta

Hans: Klaus? Greta? I'm sorry for the things I said about your terrible dancing. Klaus: Nein. (sobs) Nein, Hans! I am the horse that is full of the shame and the regret. Greta: I cannot stay mad at you. Kommen Sie, you sons of stallions. Hans: Let's Haagen-Dazs it out.

Dialogue

Calf Valiente: Bones, you're never going to get selected. You wanna know why? Calf Bones: Why? Calf Valiente: [rams into calf Bones, hurling him across the yard] 'Cause you're a puny bag of bones, Bones. Calf Ferdinand: You okay? Calf Bones: I don't need your help, weirdo! I'm fine! [nearly stomps Ferdinand's flower] Calf Ferdinand: Careful! Calf Valiente: Oh, what do you got there, Ferdinand? Calf Ferdinand: Uh... nothing! Calf Valiente: (Mockingly) "Uh, nothing". Ferdinand: Hey! Don't you guys have some more headbutting to do? Calf Valiente: Nah, this is way more fun. [Valiente pushes Ferdinand headfirst out of the way and reveals the flower] Can you believe this guy? The matador is gonna pick a bull and all he's worried about is a dumb flower. [Lifts his hoof on top of the flower, threatening to squash it] Calf Ferdinand: Cut it out, Valiente! Calf Valiente: Make me. Calf Guapo and Calf Bones: Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Calf Ferdinand: I'm not gonna fight you, Valiente. [sits down

Dialogue

Una: Wait, wait. Hold on. You're not like the other meatheads, are you? Dos: Don't be fooled, sister! Where do you think the word bully comes from, hm? It ain’t from chickens! Una: No, no. Look at him! He’s soft and sweet. Cuatro: Like butter. Ferdinand: Thanks. I think. Una: Let’s start over. I'm Una. Dos: I'm Dos. Cuatro: And I'm Cuatro! Ferdinand: What happened to Tres? Una: We do not speak of Tres. Ferdinand: Oh. Sorry.

Dialogue

Angus: Wait for me! Wait for me! Moreno: Are you seeing this, too? El Primero: If you lose my bull, I'll fight you in the ring. Ferdinand: BUNNY!! Bunny: (Groans) Ferdinand: Your turn. [Hurries back to the truck as the Bulls looks at each other confused.] Go! Bones: Come on, Angus! You can do it! Angus: I'm a bull, not a doctor. Bunny: (Panting Rapidly) Maquina: (Grunts) [Maquina and the Bulls smile at the Bunny.]

Dialogue

Ferdinand: Bones? Bones: [startled] Ferdinand! Oh, I'm not... Ferdinand: Are you okay? Bones: Why wouldn't I be okay? I just have... uh... allergies. Ferdinand: Oh. Oh, yeah. Sure. No it's uh... You know, There's a lot of pollen in the air, this time of year. Bones: That's right. A lot of pollen. Makes my eyes water. Ferdinand: Hey, I'm really sorry about Guapo. I know you guys were friends. Bones: Bulls don't have friends, Ferd. Guapo was my competition. Okay? I'm fine! Ferdinand: Oh. Okay. [turns away] Bones: I mean, how many times did I tell him? You gotta get outta your head, man. You gotta control your fears, you know? But he wouldn't listen. [sniffles] Sorry. Ferdinand: It's okay to feel bad, Bones. Bones: You won't tell anyone about this, will you? Ferdinand: I won't say a word. But if you ever wanna talk about... oh, I don't know... allergies, I'm around. Bones: Thanks Ferdinand. You're okay. Hey Ferd, look, if you don't wanna Guap, you gotta get your horns in the game, man. Th