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Jumanji (1995)
Laura Bell Bundy: Young Sarah
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Quotes
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[Alan and Sarah have finished the game; Sam re-enters the house]
Samuel Alan Parrish : Forgot my speech notes.
Alan Parrish, 1969 : [runs up to Sam and hugs him] I'm so glad you're back.
Samuel Alan Parrish : I've only been gone five minutes.
Alan Parrish, 1969 : [crying] It seems like a lot longer for me.
Samuel Alan Parrish : Hey, I-I thought you told me you were never going to talk to me again.
Alan Parrish, 1969 : Whatever I said, Dad, I'm sorry.
[they hug again]
Samuel Alan Parrish : Oh, Alan, I was angry, OK? I'm sorry too, son.
[pulls Alan apart and looks down on him]
Samuel Alan Parrish : Look, you don't have to go to Cliffside if you don't want to.
[notices Sarah, who stands up; whispering to Alan]
Samuel Alan Parrish : Let's talk it over tomorrow. Man to man.
Alan Parrish, 1969 : [whispering] How about father to son?
Samuel Alan Parrish : Great.
[notices his speech notes]
Samuel Alan Parrish : Hey, I gotta get going. I'm the guest of honour.
[walks towards the door; Alan turns to face him]
Alan Parrish, 1969 : Dad?
[Sam opens the door and turns to face him]
Alan Parrish, 1969 : Back in 196-- I mean, today in the factory, it wasn't Carl Bentley's fault. *I* put the shoe on the conveyor belt.
Samuel Alan Parrish : [sighs and nods] I'm glad you told me, son. Thanks.
Alan Parrish, 1969 : Bye, Dad.
Samuel Alan Parrish : Goodbye.
[closes the door behind him as he leaves; Alan walks towards Sarah; his eyes widen in sudden realisation]
Alan Parrish, 1969 : Holy smokes! Judy and Peter!
[turns to run]
Young Sarah : Alan!
[Alan stops]
Young Sarah : They're not there.
[shakes her head]
Young Sarah : It's 1969. They don't even exist yet.
[hands Alan the crocodile and monkey pieces; Alan looks down at them sadly]
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Young Sarah : [reads] "At night they fly, you better run / These winged things are not much fun."
[Sarah and Alan look at each other in confusion until they hear bats echoing in the fireplace]
Young Sarah : What was that?
Alan Parrish, 1969 : I - I don't know.
Young Sarah : [fearfully] Put it away, Alan!
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Alan Parrish, 1969 : Oh, no. The game thinks I rolled.
Young Sarah : What do you mean "the game thinks"?