Mole: I just want to see... a little sunshine. Mr. Fox: But you're nocturnal, Phil. Your eyes barely open on a good day. Mole: I'm sick of your double talk, we have rights!
Mrs. Fox: Why did you lie to me? Mr. Fox: Because I'm a wild animal.
Mr. Fox: They say all foxes are slightly allergic to linoleum, but it's cool to the paw - try it. They say my tail needs to be dry cleaned twice a month, but now it's fully detachable - see? They say our tree may never grow back, but one day, somethi...
Badger: In summation, I think you just got to not do it, man. That's all. Mr. Fox: I understand what you're saying, and your comments are valuable, but I'm gonna ignore your advice. Badger: The cuss you are. Mr. Fox: The cuss am I? Are you cussing wi...
Mr. Fox: [sighs] Who am I, Kylie? Kylie: Who how? What now? Mr. Fox: Why a fox? Why not a horse, or a beetle, or a bald eagle? I'm saying this more as, like, existentialism, you know? Who am I? And how can a fox ever be happy without, you'll forgive ...
Mrs. Fox: [to Ash] We're all different. [indicates Mr. Fox] Mrs. Fox: Especially him. But there's something kind of fantastic about that, isn't there?
Mr. Fox: Redemption? Sure. But in the end, he's just another dead rat in a garbage pail behind a Chinese restaurant.
Mrs. Fox: This story's too predictable. Mr. Fox: Predictable? Really? Then, how does it end? Mrs. Fox: In the end, we all die. Unless you change.
Franklin Bean: What are you singing, Petey? Petey: Erm... I just kind of made it up as I went along, really. Franklin Bean: That's just weak songwriting! You wrote a bad song, Petey!
Mrs. Fox: If what I think is happening, IS happening... It better not be.
[Coach Skip is teaching Kristofferson the rules of Whackbat] Coach Skip: Basically, there's three grabbers, three taggers, five twig runners, and a player at Whackbat. Center tagger lights a pine cone and chucks it over the basket and the whack-batte...
[from trailer] Mrs. Fox: You know, you really are... fantastic. Mr. Fox: I try.
Ash: You should probably put your bandit hat on now. Personally, I- I don't have one, but I modified this tube sock. [they put on their 'hats'] Kristofferson: You look good. Ash: Yeah, I do...
Beaver's Son: We don't like you and we hate your dad. Now grab some of that mud, chew it in your mouth, and swallow it. Ash: I'm not gonna eat mud! Beaver's Son: Cuss yeah you are. [he picks up a large glob of mud and shoves it in Ash's face. Ash mak...
Ash: What's that white stuff around his mouth? Kylie: I think he eats soap. Mr. Fox: That's not soap. Kylie: Wha- why does he have that... Mr. Fox: He's rabid. With rabies.
Mr. Fox: [Mr. Fox, Ash, Kris, and Kylie are on a motorcycle, and Mr. Fox refers to a quadruped wolf at the edge of a snowy forest] I don't think he speaks English or Latin. Mr. Fox: [loudly, to the wolf] Pensez-vous que l'hiver sera rude? Mr. Fox: [a...
[from trailer] Mr. Fox: Honey, I am seven fox years old. My father died at seven and a half. I don't want to live in a hole anymore, and I'm going to do something about it. [tears into his toast in an animalistic manner]
Rat: The boy is being held in an apple crate on top of a gun cabinet in the attic of Bean Annex. Mr. Fox: Would you have told me if I hadn't killed you first? Rat: Never.
