George Lopez Quotes
Comedian George Lopez stars as a Los Angeles manufacturing plant manager attempting to deal with his wacky family along with other random mishaps.
[daughter Carmen enters the kitchen in frustration]
Carmen Lopez: Hahhhh.
George Lopez: Carmen, it's okay, you're beautiful on the inside, they all don't hate you, you'll find something you're good at, there'll be other boys, you probably need some time alone, see you tomorrow morning honey.
Carmen Lopez: Dad, I went to, like, fifteen stores at the mall. Nobody wants to give me a job.
George Lopez: Since when are you looking for a job?
Carmen Lopez: Well, I just got my learner's permit so I'm trying to save up for a car.
George Lopez: My baby's growing up.
[kisses her head]
George Lopez: Seems like just yesterday you were my little girl on the tricycle. Now you're gonna be a young woman in a car, running over a little girl on the tricycle.
Carmen Lopez: Hahhhh.
George Lopez: Carmen, it's okay, you're beautiful on the inside, they all don't hate you, you'll find something you're good at, there'll be other boys, you probably need some time alone, see you tomorrow morning honey.
Carmen Lopez: Dad, I went to, like, fifteen stores at the mall. Nobody wants to give me a job.
George Lopez: Since when are you looking for a job?
Carmen Lopez: Well, I just got my learner's permit so I'm trying to save up for a car.
George Lopez: My baby's growing up.
[kisses her head]
George Lopez: Seems like just yesterday you were my little girl on the tricycle. Now you're gonna be a young woman in a car, running over a little girl on the tricycle.
Angie: You think your only contribution to this family is a paycheck?
George: That's my job in this family, Angie. When I was a kid my mom always complained about how there wasn't a man around to help her with the bills. Look, a man isn't a man unless he's a provider. I'm a hunter! I'm a provider!
Angie: A hunter? You can't even give the dog eye-drops!
George: If he looked away I could.
George: That's my job in this family, Angie. When I was a kid my mom always complained about how there wasn't a man around to help her with the bills. Look, a man isn't a man unless he's a provider. I'm a hunter! I'm a provider!
Angie: A hunter? You can't even give the dog eye-drops!
George: If he looked away I could.
[having a father-daughter talk while driving]
Carmen: Where are we going?
George: I just want to talk. And the first thing I want to say is I should've punished Max a lot more than I did.
Carmen: [sarcastically] Well, I should call the newspaper. "George Lopez Admits When He's Wrong."
George: [murmur] Be the adult, be the adult.
George: Ok look, maybe I went easier on Max because I know why he peeped. I was a boy. I get that. I don't get you anymore. I did when you were a little girl 'cause you were just like a little boy except you never got caught on your zipper.
Carmen: Well, I'm not a little boy or a little girl anymore. I'd like a little privacy. And I'd like some respect.
George: That's fair.
Carmen: And I'd like my feelings listened to.
George: Ooh, that's a tough one.
Carmen: Why?
George: Because everything's a crisis with you. There are no small problems.
George: I'm on overload, Carmen. I mean, I thought teenagers were supposed to lock themselves in their rooms and never talk to their parents. I was kinda looking forward to that.
Carmen: Well, I'm sorry I tell you all my problems.
George: No, you shouldn't be. I have to get better at this.
George: Look, I promise to start listening to your feelings if you promise not to have so MANY of them.
Carmen: Deal.
George: And don't ever think I love Max more than I love you. 'Cause that's not right.
Carmen: [voice breaking] Okay.
George: Why are you crying?
Carmen: I'm happy.
George: [voice breaking] I got you this cellphone to make up for everything. Stop crying.
Carmen: [crying] Oh my god. It's a cellphone! (hugs George)
[to the car beside him at the light]
George: [crying] Hey, what are you looking at? We're feeling in here!
George: Go, man! The light's green.
Carmen: Where are we going?
George: I just want to talk. And the first thing I want to say is I should've punished Max a lot more than I did.
Carmen: [sarcastically] Well, I should call the newspaper. "George Lopez Admits When He's Wrong."
George: [murmur] Be the adult, be the adult.
George: Ok look, maybe I went easier on Max because I know why he peeped. I was a boy. I get that. I don't get you anymore. I did when you were a little girl 'cause you were just like a little boy except you never got caught on your zipper.
Carmen: Well, I'm not a little boy or a little girl anymore. I'd like a little privacy. And I'd like some respect.
George: That's fair.
Carmen: And I'd like my feelings listened to.
George: Ooh, that's a tough one.
Carmen: Why?
George: Because everything's a crisis with you. There are no small problems.
George: I'm on overload, Carmen. I mean, I thought teenagers were supposed to lock themselves in their rooms and never talk to their parents. I was kinda looking forward to that.
Carmen: Well, I'm sorry I tell you all my problems.
George: No, you shouldn't be. I have to get better at this.
George: Look, I promise to start listening to your feelings if you promise not to have so MANY of them.
Carmen: Deal.
George: And don't ever think I love Max more than I love you. 'Cause that's not right.
Carmen: [voice breaking] Okay.
George: Why are you crying?
Carmen: I'm happy.
George: [voice breaking] I got you this cellphone to make up for everything. Stop crying.
Carmen: [crying] Oh my god. It's a cellphone! (hugs George)
[to the car beside him at the light]
George: [crying] Hey, what are you looking at? We're feeling in here!
George: Go, man! The light's green.
George: [Answering phone] Powers Brothers Aviation. May I help you?
[to Marisol]
George: It's for you.
Marisol: Hello? Hey, Junior. Nah, that's that fool I was telling you about. No, it's okay. I could talk. I know, huh! I know, huh! I know, huh!
[George hangs up the phone]
Marisol: Hey, that wasn't cool!
George: I know, huh!
[to Marisol]
George: It's for you.
Marisol: Hello? Hey, Junior. Nah, that's that fool I was telling you about. No, it's okay. I could talk. I know, huh! I know, huh! I know, huh!
[George hangs up the phone]
Marisol: Hey, that wasn't cool!
George: I know, huh!
Carmen Lopez: You said we're not allowed to watch TV.
George: Well, this is different. This is for Jason's baseball career.
Carmen Lopez: Well, what if there was something about poetry on TV and I wanted to watch it.
George: We watch something about poetry on TV every year. It's called How The Grinch Stole Christmas.
Carmen Lopez: What?
George: It rhymes.
Jason: I like the dog with the antlers.
George: I know. It's classic.
George: Well, this is different. This is for Jason's baseball career.
Carmen Lopez: Well, what if there was something about poetry on TV and I wanted to watch it.
George: We watch something about poetry on TV every year. It's called How The Grinch Stole Christmas.
Carmen Lopez: What?
George: It rhymes.
Jason: I like the dog with the antlers.
George: I know. It's classic.
Carmen Lopez: Hey, I'm gonna be a good driver, but I really need my own car.
George Lopez: Y'know, look, if you really want a car that bad I could help you find a job.
Carmen Lopez: Really? Where? Please tell me it's the record store, the clothing store. Oh my god, is it a receptionist at a male modeling agency?
[mockingly]
George Lopez: Well, I could make a phone call. Y'know after I stopped modeling, I did keep up my contacts.
[primping in a mirror]
George Lopez: And Travis, so, owes me.
Carmen: Dad.
[her father in a primping zone]
Carmen: Daaaad.
George Lopez: Huh?
Carmen Lopez: Where's the job?
George Lopez: I'll talk to Mr. Carillo.
Carmen Lopez: Mr. No! Not Mr. Carillo! I don't wanna work in some crappy dive folding burritos!
George Lopez: Hey, I work there all through high school, okay. You'd be lucky to have a boss like Mr. Carillo.
Carmen Lopez: What if one of my friends see me working there?
George Lopez: Hey, it'd less embarrassing than being a senior and rollerskating to all the parties.
Carmen Lopez: Okay, I'll do it.
George Lopez: Y'know, look, if you really want a car that bad I could help you find a job.
Carmen Lopez: Really? Where? Please tell me it's the record store, the clothing store. Oh my god, is it a receptionist at a male modeling agency?
[mockingly]
George Lopez: Well, I could make a phone call. Y'know after I stopped modeling, I did keep up my contacts.
[primping in a mirror]
George Lopez: And Travis, so, owes me.
Carmen: Dad.
[her father in a primping zone]
Carmen: Daaaad.
George Lopez: Huh?
Carmen Lopez: Where's the job?
George Lopez: I'll talk to Mr. Carillo.
Carmen Lopez: Mr. No! Not Mr. Carillo! I don't wanna work in some crappy dive folding burritos!
George Lopez: Hey, I work there all through high school, okay. You'd be lucky to have a boss like Mr. Carillo.
Carmen Lopez: What if one of my friends see me working there?
George Lopez: Hey, it'd less embarrassing than being a senior and rollerskating to all the parties.
Carmen Lopez: Okay, I'll do it.
Angie Lopez: [to Max] Remember Sammy the Skater, the little penguin with the little helmet.
[singing a jolly jingle]
Angie Lopez: You can still be rad when you wear your helmet and your elbow pads.
George: You know what else Sammy the Skater sings, Angie?
[sings a song to the tune of Pop Goes the Weasel]
George: Shut up. Shut up. You're makin' it worse, now meet me in the kitchen.
[singing a jolly jingle]
Angie Lopez: You can still be rad when you wear your helmet and your elbow pads.
George: You know what else Sammy the Skater sings, Angie?
[sings a song to the tune of Pop Goes the Weasel]
George: Shut up. Shut up. You're makin' it worse, now meet me in the kitchen.
George: I don't wanna be the bigger person! I wanna be small and mean... like a scorpion. I'll be like that
[Imitates a scorpion waving its pincers]
George: Then I get you all distracted by my pincers. Oh, but you forgot about my tail. WHAPAH!
[Bends forward]
Angie Lopez: ...when you sting her, your tail's gonna fall off and you'll die.
George: That's bees. You don't know nothin'. I win.
[Imitates a scorpion waving its pincers]
George: Then I get you all distracted by my pincers. Oh, but you forgot about my tail. WHAPAH!
[Bends forward]
Angie Lopez: ...when you sting her, your tail's gonna fall off and you'll die.
George: That's bees. You don't know nothin'. I win.
[when their daughter is late from school]
George: Okay, I'm here. Have you found Carmen yet?
Angie: No, And I'm worried sick. It's her first day at a new school, and she should've been home an hour ago.
George: Come on, it's an hour. She's got no money. She's got no friends. She's probably walking around the mall crying.
George: Okay, I'm here. Have you found Carmen yet?
Angie: No, And I'm worried sick. It's her first day at a new school, and she should've been home an hour ago.
George: Come on, it's an hour. She's got no money. She's got no friends. She's probably walking around the mall crying.
Angie Lopez: [Viewing Benny's breast implants] So, you think those are what men really want?
Benny: Why don't you ask your dad? He hasn't taken his eyes off them since he got here.
Vic Palermo: I'm only viewing them as a doctor.
Benny: And what is the good doctor's opinion?
Vic Palermo: Oh, they're yummy!
Angie Lopez: Daddy!
Benny: Why don't you ask your dad? He hasn't taken his eyes off them since he got here.
Vic Palermo: I'm only viewing them as a doctor.
Benny: And what is the good doctor's opinion?
Vic Palermo: Oh, they're yummy!
Angie Lopez: Daddy!
