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When Gru, the world's most super-bad turned super-dad has been recruited by a team of officials to stop lethal muscle and a host of Gru's own, He has to fight back with new gadgetry, cars, and more minion madness.
[from TV spot] Jillian: Gru! It's Jillian! Gru: [whispers; to Agnes] Tell Jillian I'm not here. Agnes: Gru's not here! Jillian: Are you sure? Agnes: Yes, he just told me. Jillian: [laughs] Agnes, where is Gru? [Gru zips his lip] Agnes: He's... putting on lipstick! [Gru swings his arms wildly, making buzzing sounds] Agnes: He's... swatting on flies! [Gru slices his hand beneath his chin] Agnes: He's... chopping his head off! [Gru covers his head, groaning loudly] Agnes: He's... [confused] Agnes: pooping?
[after Gru lied about his fear of dating] Gru: Good night, Edith. [gives her a good night kiss and gently pulls the beanie over Edith's eyes] Gru: Good night, Margo. [gives her a goodnight kiss, but returns in suspicion] Gru: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, hold the horses. Who are you texting? Margo: No one. Just my friend Avery. Gru: Avery... [confused] Gru: Avery? Is that a girl's name or a boy's name? Margo: Does it matter? Gru: No. No, it doesn't matter, unless it's a boy! Agnes: I know what makes you a boy. Gru: [concerned] Uhh... Oooh... you... do? Agnes: Your bald head. Gru: [relieved] Oh... yes. Agnes: It's really smooth. Sometimes I stare it, and imagine a little chick popping out. [imitating a chick] Agnes: Peep-peep-peep. Gru: Good night, Agnes. [kisses her forehead] Gru: Never get older.
Gru: Oh, attitude. That's right. So thanks but no thanks. And here's a tip: Instead of tasing people and kidnapping them, maybe you should give them a call! Good day, Mr. Sheepsbutt. Silas: Ramsbottom. Gru: [chuckles sarcastically] Yeah, like that's any better.
Silas: I am the league's director, Silas Ramsbottom. Additional Minions: [giggles] Bottom. [laughs] Silas: Hilarious.
Gru: [in falsetto] It is I, Gru- [pauses] Gru: zinkerbell, the most magical faerie princess of all! Young Boy: [interrupts] How come you're so fat? Gru: [annoyed] Because my house is made out of candy, and sometimes, [while hitting boy with wand] Gru: I eat instead of facing my problems!
Gru: [to Dr. Nefario] Just because everybody hates it doesn't mean it's not good.
Gru: [sprays Jillian with the hose; dryly] I'm sorry, I did not see you there, [sprays her again] Gru: or there.
Antonio: [suave] And my dream is to one day play video games for a living. Margo: [romantically] Wow. [chuckles] Margo: You're so complicated. Gru: Margo... [the tweens look up and, once seeing Gru, Margo gasps in astonisment] Gru: [attempts a smile] What is going on here? Margo: Oh, Gru. Se llama, Antonio. Me llamo, Margo. Gru: Me llamo-llama-ding dong. [serious] Gru: Who cares? Let's go.
Lucy: [calmly] Don't worry about me, Gru! I'll be fine. I have survived lots worse than this... Okay, that's not entirely true [switches from calmly to frantically] Lucy: I'm actually kind of freaking out up here! Gru: [attempting to free her] Don't worry. I will get you out of this. [once seeing Pollito near the unguarded remote, however, both Gru and Lucy gasp. Pollito looks at the spies before pecking the red button on the rocket's launch remote] Gru: [grumbling; about Pollito] I really hate that chicken.
Lucy: Mr Gru? Gru: [stammering] Wha... I didn't... Wha... yes? Lucy: [takes off her sunglasses] Hi. Agent Lucy Wilde of the AVL. [shows her AVL credentials; noticing she shows her ID-card upside-down] Lucy: Oops. [giggles, then clears her throat] Lucy: [seriously] Sorry. You're gonna have to come with me. Gru: Oh, sorry, I... [takes his freeze ray out of his polo and fires it] Gru: Freeze Ray! [At the same moment, Lucy pulls out a retractable flamethrower, blocking the ray of ice] Lucy: [puts her flamethrower back in and gently pulls a lipstick-like weapon out of her purse] You know, you really should announce your weapons *after* you fire them, Mr. Gru. For example... [fires the weapon at Gru, making him drop his freeze ray and flail though some weird movements before finally passing out] Lucy: [sing-song voice] Lipstick taser!
Eduardo: I'm not afraid of your jelly guns. Dr. Nefario: Oh, this ain't no jelly gun, sunshine. [uses the fart gun on El Macho to knock him out cold from the smell of the stench]
Agnes: [after rehearing for the Mother's Day play] I don't think I should do this. Gru: Well, what do you mean? Why not? Agnes: I don't even have a mom. Gru: Well, you don't need one to do the show. I mean, you did the Veteran's Day pageant and you haven't been in combat.
Gru: Huh... You usually don't see that in bunnies.
Gru: I have accepted a new job. Margo: Whoa! Really? Gru: Yes, I have been recruited by a top secret agency to go undercover and save the world! Edith: You're gonna be a spy? Gru: *That's* right, baby! Gru's back in the game with gadgets and weapons and cool cars! The whole deal! Edith: [amazed] Awesome! Agnes: Are you really gonna save the world? Gru: [coolly] Yes. [puts on a pair of sunglasses] Gru: Yes, I am. Dave: [copies him] Mocha! Tim: [wearing an old Dutch beard and tie] Cacao! Stuart: [dresses like Pippi Longstocking] Papadum? Eh, [chuckles]
Gru: The highest honor awarded to Dr. Nefario for your years of service, the 21-fart gun salute! [21 fart guns fire] Dr. Nefario: [coughs] Uh, I counted 22.
Gru: I'm just chillin' with my guac from my chip hat.
Additional Minions: Kevin? Additional Minions: Hm? Tom? Hello! Additional Minions: Kampai! Additional Minions: Kampai! Additional Minions: [Syringe comes down and Tom looks at it smiling] Huh? Kampai! [Tom hits the syringe with a banana]
[Agent Lucy sends Gru, completely soaked and with a starfish stuck to his head, out of the car trunk of her spy car] Gru: [weakly] Pins and needles!
Margo: [to Gru; glaring at Antonio] I hate boys. Gru: Yes, they stink.
Agnes: Eat jelly, you purple freaks!
Lucy: [Tied to a rocket] Oh, hey, Gru! Turns out you were right about the whole El Macho thing, huh? [mildly] Lucy: Yay.
Lucy: [to herself] I choose Gru. [to the stewardess] Lucy: I choose Gru! [runs to the plane's emergency hatch and opens it] Lucy: Thank you, Gru-stewardess! Flight Attendant: You're welcome! [Lucy jumps out of the plane and presses the clasp of her purse, which turns into a hang glider, parasailing off in search of Gru]
Margo: Hey, what celebrity do you look like? Gru: Uh, Bruce Willis. Margo: Mmm, no. Agnes: Humpty Dumpty! Edith: Ooh, Gollum!
Lucy: What is wrong with that chicken? Hey, that pollo es loco.