ANTZ

Z: Wow, the whole colony is here. Hey, that guy owes me money! Ladybug: This tastes like crap. Beetle: Really? Let me try. Hey, it is crap! Not bad. Bala: Excuse me. I guess you didn't recognize me. I've been traveling, and I'm all... schlumpy. Z: I'm supposed to do everything for the colony? What about my needs? Princess Bala: Worker, climb that tree and tell me where I am! Z: I've got to believe there's someplace better for me. Otherwise I'll just curl up into a larval position and weep. Weaver: You da ant! Z: I think everything must go back to the fact that I had a very anxious childhood. You know, my--my mother never had time for me. You know, when you're--when you're the middle child in a family of five million, you don't get any attention. Azteca: What happened to Z? Weaver: He's... taking a personal day, so I'm filling in. Azteca: [admiring] You fill in any more and you'll explode. [His last words] Barbatus: Don't make my mistake, kid. Don't follow orders your whole life. Think for yourself. Bala: Haven't I seen you somewhere before? Z-4195: Well, maybe, then again, maybe not, and then again.... "yowch." Bala: That's it! You're the guy from the bar. Z-4195: Shhh! Queen: Bar? What bar? Bala: I... danced with this guy at the bar the other night. He was just a worker, then. Queen: What were you doing at a bar? General Mandible: Precisely what I want to know. Bala: No! This isn't about me. I mean, Look at this worker. Look what he's done. Z-4195: I think -- I think you're thinking of someone else. After all, I am a soldier. Bala: Exactly. You WERE a worker, but now you're a war hero. Queen: He's a worker? General Mandible: A worker danced with my fiance? Z-4195: F-fiance? Hey, w-wait a minute. Th-this is not how it looks. I-I can explain this... hey, SHE was the one making all the moves! Bala: Don't you get it? I chose you because you were the most pathetic bug in the joint. Z-4195: You know, I was going to let you become a part of my most erotic fantasies, but now you can just write it off. Bala: I've been kidnapped by the village idiot. Bala: Oh, good. Here they come to rescue me... and to kill you. Z-4195: Will you calm down? You're not going to let a little near-death experience ruin your mood, are you? Bala: Labor? What you YOU know about labor? How would YOU feel if you were expected to give birth every 10 seconds for the rest of your life? Z-4195: Let me ask you something -- what made you come to the bar that night? Bala: I guess I was looking for a little trouble. Z-4195: Well, trouble's my middle name. Actually, my middle name is "Marion," but I don't want you spreading that around. Bala: Z's dead. Colonel Cutter: Dead? Well... he was an ant with ideas. Too bad for him. Z-4195: Let's be real about this. Bala and I... Bala is a princess, and I'm a soil relocation engineer. Foreman: Look, I got orders, and those orders say "dig." Z-4195: What if someone ordered you to jump off a bridge? You-you... [Foreman looks thoughtful] Z-4195: Oh, brother. I'm asking the wrong guy here. General Mandible: Seal up the doors. Cutter, did you hear me? Colonel Cutter: Sir, I've been thinking. Do we need to go through with this? Look at what these workers have done. They've got the right stuff. Isn't there any other way? General Mandible: Cutter, you're a fine officer. You have discipline, courage, ability... but you seem to have a weakness for the lower orders that I find disturbing. Now, are you with me? Z-4195: There you have it: your basic boy-meets-girl, boy-likes-girl, boy-changes-the-underlying-social-order story. Bala: Z, I've gotta help my Mom. Z-4195: Don't worry, I know almost exactly what I'm doing. Colonel Cutter: Time stands still for no ant. Weaver: Don't you want your aphid beer? Z-4195: Call me crazy, but I have a thing about drinking from the anus of another creature. [Z, alone, watches ants dancing in unison in a nightclub.] Z-4195: What a bunch of losers. Mindless zombies capitulating to an oppressive system. Princess Bala: Hi. Wanna dance? Z-4195: ABSOLUTELY! Z-4195: Why'd I have to be born a worker? You soldiers get all the glory. Plus, you get to go out in the world. You know, you meet interesting insects; you get to kill them. Weaver: Yeah, but you get to spend all day with those beautiful worker girls. Z-4195: Weaver, they're CAREER girls. They're obsessed with digging. > Back To The Main Movie Quotes Page Contact/Submit     theNSAisWATCHIN     News Monster     Images Archive       News Monster Archive The Killing The Messenger Web Portal