Ice Age

I've eaten things that didn't complain as much!

Oh, yummo! A dandelion. Must be the last one of the season.

— Oh, look, Manny. A mammoth.
— Ooh. Somebody pinch me.
— Hey, hey, this fat one looks just like you. Aww! And he's got a family. Oh, and he's happy. Look, he's playing with his kid. See, Manny, that's your problem. That's what mammoths are supposed to do.
— Sid.
— Find a she-moth, have little baby mammoths and, and...
— Sid! Shut up.

Where's the baby? There he is! Where's the baby? There he is!

Wow! Whoo! Yeah! Who's up for round two? Oh. T-T-Tell the kid to be more careful.

Diego: — Um, that pink thing is mine.
Sid: — Uh, no, actually, that pink thing belongs to us.
Diego: — Us? You two are a bit of an odd couple.
Manfred: — There is no us!
Diego: — I see. Can't have one of your own, so you want to adopt.
Sid: — Look, I'm sorry to interrupt your snack, but we got to go.
Diego: — The baby? Please. I was returning him to his herd.
Sid: — Oh, yeah. Nice try, bucktooth.
Diego: — You calling me a liar?
Sid: — I didn't say that.
Diego: — You were thinking it.
Sid: — I don't like this cat. He reads minds.

Sid: — Aw, the big, bad tigey-wigey gets left behind. Poor tigey-wigey.
Manfred: — Sid, tigey-wigey's gonna lead the way.
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Diego: — You won't always have Jumbo around to protect you. And when that day comes, I suggest you watch your back, 'cause I'll be chewing on it.
Manfred: — Hey, Uber tracker, up front where I can see you!
Sid: — Help me.

— I'm so full. How 'bout a good-night kiss for your big buddy Sid?
— Shh. He's asleep.
— I was talking to you.

Well, unless you know how to track, you're never gonna reach them before the pass closes up with snow, which should be, like, tomorrow. So you can give that baby to me or go get lost in a blizzard.

You got to be strong. You have to take care of Manfred and Sid. Especially Sid.

— Whoa! That whole south thing is way overrated. The heat, the crowds. Who needs it? I mean, isn't this great? You and me, two bachelors knocking about in the wild.
— No, you just want a bodyguard so you don't become somebody's side dish.

— You know what, Diego, I've never had a friend who would risk his life for me.
— Yeah. Manny's... He's a good guy.

I'm fine! I'm fine! I'm gonna die.