Dinosaurs (TV Series)

The Terrible Twos (1994)

Jason Willinger: Robbie Sinclair

Quotes 

• Earl Sinclair : [presenting the toy car wrapped in paper]  Son, this present is only for good little boys. You can have it, if you promise to be good.

  Baby Sinclair : [Faking Innocence]  I'll be good... I promise.

  [a golden halo appears on top of baby's head and a twinkle happens in his eye] 

  Fran Sinclair : It's not right, Earl, bribing a child to behave!

  Earl Sinclair : ...and if it works?

  Fran Sinclair : It's a short sighted, stop gap, quick fix solution...

  Earl Sinclair : You don't have to sell me on it.

  [Fran grunts irritably] 

  Earl Sinclair : Here, son, look! A car!

  Baby Sinclair : [excited]  A car! Oh, boy!

  Earl Sinclair : [giggles]  Come on.

  [grabs the Baby and puts him in the kiddie car] 

  Robbie Sinclair : Gee Dad, you never bribed me with anything neat like that.

  Earl Sinclair : You were never rotten enough to deserve it.

• Blarney : [singing with kids named Jeff and Tim]  Okay here we go. I am Blarney I love you. E-I-E-I-O. And if you're nice you'll love me, too. E-I-E-I-O.

  Robbie Sinclair : Well, it does seem to have quiet him down a little.

  Blarney : [still singing]  With a love love here, and a love love there, here a love there a love, everywhere a love love.

  Fran Sinclair : It's interesting, he strikes a chord with children. Something about Blarney inlooses the purest feelings of warmth and affection.

  Baby Sinclair : [with a baby bottle on his slingshot]  EAT GLASS, BLARNEY!

  Blarney : [Launches the bottle at the TV]  AAAAAHHHH!

  Baby Sinclair : [TV blows up and Fran and Robbie were shocked in surprise]  DIE SUM, DIE!

  Robbie Sinclair : [as Baby cackles]  Well, I gotta say, I'm with him.

  Fran Sinclair : That does it! I am fed up with your bad behavior, you are going to your room!

  Baby Sinclair : NO, I WANT PRESENTS!

  Fran Sinclair : You are going to your room, there will be no more presents.

  Earl Sinclair : It's present time!

• Earl Sinclair : And we were gonna ask to jump out of the cake.

  Fran Sinclair : Terrible twos. That's an old wives' tale.

  Ethyl : So what do I look like, a debutante? Think back, Fran. You've gone through this twice before. Robbie, and then Charlene.

  Fran Sinclair : Well, let me see. I remember making little decorative twos for the birthday cakes.................. . and then they were three years old. That's funny. I've no recollection of that entire year.

  Earl Sinclair : Fran, let me try. Uh, I was sneaking a taste of the icing from Robbie's second birthday cake............... . and then it was this morning. Did I miss anything, Fran?

  Ethyl : Oh, jeez.

  Fran Sinclair : That's odd. Neither of us has any recollection of the children being two.

  Ethyl : It's was so traumatic and horrible you blocked it out, and now it's gonna happen again. Be afraid. Be very afraid.

  Earl Sinclair , Fran Sinclair , Robbie Sinclair , Charlene Sinclair : [singing]  Happy Birthday dear Baby Happy Birthday to you

  Baby Sinclair : [singing]  Happy birthday to me

  [the whole family laugh and electricity crackles] 

  Baby Sinclair : [cackles] 

  Earl Sinclair : Okay, son, time to blow out the candles.

  [Baby Sinclair breathes smoke at the family] 

  Charlene Sinclair : Baby!

  Earl Sinclair : [Baby Sinclair laughs] 

  [puts icing in his mouth and smacks his lips] 

  Earl Sinclair : Yum. Devil's food.

• Robbie Sinclair : Hey, birthday boy, help is on the way.

  [laughs] 

  Robbie Sinclair : Here you go, bro, a little something I made for you in shop class.

  Baby Sinclair : Gimme, gimme, gimme!

  Robbie Sinclair : Ow! I think I lost my finger.

  [Baby Sinclair unwraps a present] 

  Fran Sinclair : Oh, a toy train.

  Robbie Sinclair : Yeah, I worked on it all year. I even whittled little forks and spoons for the dining cart.

  [laughs] 

  Fran Sinclair : Wasn't that thoughtful?

  Baby Sinclair : [gets angry and smashes the toy train with a hammer]  Want something from the store!

  Fran Sinclair : Oh!

  [Baby Sinclair cries] 

  Robbie Sinclair : Gee, that clear varnish doesn't protect like it's supposed to.

  Charlene Sinclair : Oh, I'm sorry.

  Baby Sinclair : [angrily]  I'm not happy! I'm not happy! I'M NOT HAPPY!