Top 50 Quotes From Dewey Duck

Dewey: Ugh, why was I cursed to be so flashy and unforgettable.

Huey: What is that?
Dewey: Oh, this? It's my super serious business briefcase. What brilliant secrets is he hiding in there? Who knows!
Huey: You can't open the lock, can you?
Dewey: Nope!

Dewey: Webby, Webby, you're doing it all wrong. If you want the maximum sledding experience, you need to wait for the maximum opportune moment.
[points to the mountain]
Webby: We're gonna sled down Mount Neverrest?
Dewey: And/or die trying!

[Dewey and Webby have gone temporarily blind from a flash bomb thrown by Gandra Dee]
Dewey: Don't worry, I'll beat her up there with the help of my trusty my trusty new kitty sidekick Fluffy.
[Fluffy turns out to be a snake]
Webby: Your what?
Dewey: You're like one of those hairless helper cats, right, Fluffy?
[snake hisses]
Dewey: He said yessssss!

Louie: [to Scrooge, who is taking too long to grab a golden idol] Just grab it already!
Scrooge: [frustrated] The Idol of Cibola is not a trinket to be unceremoniously swindled! Legend has it...
Louie: [interrupts] Can we just wrap up the "Whoa!" and get to the "Wait, what?" already?
[a confused Scrooge shrugs]
Louie: Whoa! Some cool hidden city or treasure or whatever. Wait, what? That cool thing is dangerous or cursed or guarded by centaurs?
[screams]
Louie: Louie almost dies! Can we please move it along? That's how it goes.
Scrooge: Adventure is an unpredictable paramore. You've got to judge every angle. No two perilous scenarios are alike.
Dewey: [sees the idol up close] Whoa!
[Scrooge looks over at Louie, who raises one finger as if to say, "One." Dewey lifts up the idol and its stand starts to sink]
Dewey: Wait, what?
[Louie holds up another finger as if to say, "Two."]
Scrooge: [nervously] Well, that doesn't mean...
[He's interrupted when the building starts to shake. The scene then cuts to the ducks running away from a giant stone disk and screaming]

Donald: Hands offa me...
[His voice suddenly becomes smooth and clear]
Donald: ...you mad scientist!
Dewey: Woah. He sounds so... normal.
Donald: Rubber baby buggy bumpers, rubber baby buggy bumpers, rubber baby buggy bumpers! Hah-hah! Wow! I've never been able to say that before!
[clears throat]
Donald: As I was saying, Uncle Scrooge is in trouble and it's up to us to help him! And adventure is in our blood, we've faced down perilous foes and endless danger every day, but we always prevail! Because these ducks don't back down!

Webbigail: We're here! We did it!
Dewey: Yeah!... Wait, why did we do that?
Webbigail: Dewey, this is Ithaquack.
Dewey: I'm sorry?
Webbigail: Home of legendary Greek artifacts?
Dewey: Uh, Greek... what, what, what?
Webbigail: Like the Spear of Sele...
Dewey: ...Selene! I knew it! My mom's note to Scrooge said she took the Spear of Selene. If we can find the spear...
Webbigail: ...Maybe we'll find out what happened to her and uncover Scrooge and uncover Scrooge's greatest mystery! To the "naos!"
[Dewey looks puzzled]
Webbigail: That's Greek for "temple."
Dewey: Okay, stop assuming I know things. Like, baseline, assume I know nothing.

Scrooge: What have you got there?
Dewey: [nervously] Not... secrets!
Huey: Literally the worst answer you could've given.

Louie: OK, being grounded forever isn't so bad. I've got my phone, my phone is also a TV, which is nice.
[He turns the phone on only to find Della on the screen]
Della: [video screen] Hi, Louie! You're super grounded, so I blocked your phone signal and replaced all your videos with this lecture on ethics!
Louie: Way ahead of you!
[grabs Huey's Waddle pad]
Louie: Thank you, Huey.
Della: Nice try. The dictionary defines grounding as...
Louie: Oh, man.
[throws pad away]
Scrooge: Hurry up, kids! Adventure calls, and I've got a bet to win!
[Louie peeks through the window. Outside the manor, everyone is getting ready to go on an adventure]
Louie: Well, at least I can skip out on another insanely dangerous adventure- wait. Hobo bindles? Cans of beans? A CAREFREE ATTITUDE? They are NOT!
Huey: Uncle Scrooge, your bet with Glomgold is over in two days. You clearly have more money than he does. Doesn't this seem, I dunno, mean?
Scrooge: I didn't come this far by not hunting for treasure, so to guarantee my victory we are going after the Hobo King's Ruby Bindle.
Dewey: We're going where there's Cherry Pep springs and the conman sings?
Scrooge: Where the gold geyser spews cash just for youse!
Della: Where all of your laziest, schemiest dreams come true!
Louie: You're heading to Big Rock Candy Mountain? Oh, I am going.
Della: No, you are still grounded.
Louie: What? No, WHAT?
Scrooge: Err, come on kids, let's finish packing.
Louie: Big Rock Candy Mountain is the laziest quest of all time! It's my dream.
Della: Your last "dream" made you take treasure from the past, which almost destroyed time, space, and your family! Now, to your room! You can come out when you learn that no good ever came from cockamamie schemes.

Louie: You set traps? It's just a game!
Webbigail: You're not a player. You're a pawn.
Dewey: Well, Webby, maybe take it down a notch?
Webbigail: Tell that to my men you captured in Peking!
Dewey: What?
Webbigail: It's part of my character's backstory. Grizzled ex-special forces pulled out of retirement for revenge. What's yours?
Dewey: ...My guy has a dart gun?
Webbigail: Not anymore.
[shoots at Dewey, who indeed drops his dart gun while falling over, and Webby reels it in with her grappling gun]

Donald: [Della stares at Donald wearing his classic blue sailor outfit] What?... It's a classic!
Della: And the cheapest thing on the rack. Don, I know you've earned a relaxing trip around the world, but won't you miss all this? Don't you wish we could go on one last adventure?
Donald: Nope. Nothing will stop me from going on this vacation.
Dewey: The clones are gone, they busted out!
Louie: Webby is missing! Maybe kidnapped or worse!
[Donald rolls up the window on the boys. Louie drops Scrooge on the hood]
Louie: I found Uncle Scrooge knocked out!
Scrooge: Beakley went rogue
Donald: Did you put them up to this?
Della: I didn't put them up to anything! I swear this is an actual crisis!
Dewey: Huey is also missing!
Della: What?
Louie: We think he was taken by F.O.W.L.!
Donald: Okay, this isn't funny.
Della: How do you know Huey's gone?
Dewey: [Pulls out Huey's Woodchuck guidebook] He left this! Huey never leaves without it!
Donald: [Donald steps out of the car and rips off his tie] To adventure!

Dewey: [Scrooge effortlessly guesses all the charades of his team member Donald] Ohh, that's why he picked Donald.
Webbigail: You spend thirty years trying to guess what Donald is saying... you must get good at non-verbal communication.

Donald: Aww, phooey.
Scrooge: Curse me kilts!
Della: Back on the Moon...
Dewey: That's how we Dewey things!
Louie: Yuh boy...
Mrs. Beakley: I'm not a spy!
Huey: Everyone stop catchphrasing!
Mrs. Beakley: Wait, is "I'm not a spy" seriously my catchphrase?

Huey: [to Dewey, about the bag of clothes] How do you know this is Mom's?
Dewey: [awkwardly] I've, uh, kind of been researching her on my own. A little. I just searched a little in the library, crashed the Sun Chaser, talked to the goddess Selene...
[realizes what he's saying]
Dewey: Okay. You know, hearing it out loud it comes off WAY worse than it sounded in my brain.
Huey: [furiously] HOW could you keep this from us?
Dewey: I was trying to protect you from a potentially devastating revelation!
Huey: [suspiciously] Or you just kept it to yourself so you can feel special! Classic Dewey! She's our MOM!
Dewey: [ashamed] Okay, it's just... First, I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to get hurt. Then I COULDN'T tell you because I found out all this stuff and I didn't want you to hurt ME. I'm sorry, okay?
Huey: [unconvinced] You're only sorry 'cause you got caught!
[Before Dewey can argue, he notices Louie sitting quietly in a corner. As the torch goes out, Louie holds Della's clothes, looking heartbroken and betrayed]
Dewey: [worried] Louie? You okay?
Louie: [close to tears] You kept a secret about Mom. That is not okay.

Scrooge: Please, I... I can't keep you safe, all right? How can I get you to listen to me?
[beat]
Dewey: Tell me about the Spear of Selene.
[Scrooge takes Dewey's hand and puts him back on the plane as the whole family gathers around to hear Scrooge's story]
Scrooge: [sighs] It was just before you were hatched. Your mother, your Uncle Donald, and I have been going on amazing adventures for years. And things were grand. Except, we've been just about everywhere. Ever the aviator, your mother devised a plan to explore the greatest uncharted territory of all: outer space! Della had already been all over the earth, and she wanted to give you boys the stars. Donald thought it was too risky. Especially with you three on the way. So I did the only logical thing: I built the rocket and didn't tell Donald or anyone. It was meant to be a surprise for Della to celebrate your birth. But your mother was always good at sniffing out surprises. She found the rocket and decided to go for a little test run in orbit. Neither of us could've predicted that cosmic storm. But we both knew a little pan-galactic precipitation wouldn't stop her. After all, she was Della Duck! Curse me kilts, was that girl stubborn! I tried to talk her through it, but if anyone could make it, it was her! Until that very last bolt. I couldn't keep her safe. The rocket and your mother were lost to the inky abyss of space. Your uncle Donald and I never spoke again. Until you three showed up on my doorstep.

Donald: Go save your uncle, I'll keep these palookas at bay! Ducks don't back down!
Dewey: See! I told you it's a thing!
Huey: It's cooler when he does it.

Dewey: [Tackles Donald] I could have been named Turbo!
Dewey: [Starts shaking Donald by his shirt] YOU OWE ME 11 YEARS OF TURBO!

Dewey: [after learning the truth about Della's disappearance; bitterly] Cool, so you're the reason our mom is gone!
Scrooge: [stammers] What? No! I... I...
[the Sunchaser starts to tip]
Launchpad: Um, guys?
Dewey: You built her a crazy dangerous super rocket!
Scrooge: Which she stole early!
Huey: Then you encouraged her to keep flying in a cosmic storm? You could have called her down! There were too many variables!
Mrs. Beakley: Now boys, you don't know...
Louie: And you're the richest duck in the world! Why didn't you send up more ships to look for her?
Scrooge: I spared no expense!
Dewey: [coldly] Yeah, right. Cheap old Scrooge probably bailed as soon as it put a dent in his money bin.
[the Sunchaser teeters some more]
Launchpad: Um, guys?
Webby: Take it easy, Dewey. He may have a point. Even if gifting an experimental rocket to a mother of three was clearly a terrible idea!
Scrooge: This is a family matter! You are not family!
[Webby stares at him, on the verge of tears]
Mrs. Beakley: [defensively] See here, McDuck. You will not speak to my granddaughter that way.
Scrooge: You will not speak to ME that way! None of you! After everything I do for you, you're all nothing but trouble!
Launchpad: Guys! This is your captain speaking, we are FALLING!
Dewey: WAIT WHAT?
[the Sunchaser falls as everyone screams. The fall isn't too high and the aeroplane survives]
Launchpad: Huh, that was weird.
[crashes into a canyon wall]
Launchpad: Phew, there we go!

[the McDuck family and Glomgold are transported to a mystical realm while golfing]
Huey: [commentating] Welcome back to the Billionaires' Club Classic, where in a bizarre turn of events, the players have become trapped in some sort of mystical fairy realm. But they remain undeterred.
Launchpad: [commntating] For more, we go to two tiny horses.
Huey: What are you... Augh!
[Two kelpies walk up to the group]
Briar: Greetings! We're Briar and Bramble, the keepers of this realm.
Webbigail: Talking animals wearing clothes!
Dewey: Oh no, did we die? Are we in Webby heaven?

Jim: [threatening Darkwing with a Chainsaw] Show's over Deadmeat Duck!
Launchpad: Stop! You're not a villain, you're a hero! *Our* hero! No matter how hopeless things got, Darkwing Duck got back up and did what was right. For Darkwing Duck is bigger than one man, he is the hope that flaps in the night!
Scrooge: The may be the most eloquent Launchpad has ever been.
Dewey: He knows a lot about this one thing.

Dewey: Who's the Cyborg?
Huey: Is that?
Louie: No, it can't be.
Webbigail: Guys, I think that's your mom.
Scrooge: Huey, Dewey, Louie... meet Della Duck.
Dewey: Ya! I'M PART ROBOT, I KNEW IT!
[Runs into Della's arms]

Lena: That's cute, with the names and the color-coded outfits... is that your thing, you're all exactly the same?
Huey: Ha, no way! We're all unique snowflakes!
[beat]
Huey: Well, this usually never happens! This is really weird! Okay, stop talking!
[beat]
Huey: Antidisestablishmentarianism! Seriously? GAH!

Louie: Because I have a running tally of the number of times each of us has been offered as a sacrifice.
Dewey: [Upon seeing that he's been offered as a sacrifice more than a hundred times] DEWEY'S ON TOP!

Scrooge: Something is terribly wrong.
[Scrooge begins walking through the Mansion. Grunting is heard and Scrooge opens a door to find Webby, Lena, and Violet fighting a werewolf]
Scrooge: No. That's not it.
[closes door]
Dewey: [Scrooge walks down the stairs hears faint wind noises and opens the door to the kitchen. Inside, Beakley and Dewey are caught in a windstorm stemming from a teapot] WOAH!
Scrooge: Tempest in a teapot. Pesky, but manageable.
[closes door]
Huey: [Scrooge approaches another door. In the living room, Della and Huey are dressed in fantasy game costumes in preparation for a game. On the projection screen is a loading screen for Legends of Legend Quest Dereznaroth] A prophesied hero has arrived. A hero who is- You! Rise, Legends of Legend Quest!
Scrooge: I mean, this is very wrong, but it's not this either. I've checked the whole blasted mansion. What could it be?
[Returns to his office]
Goldie: [Scrooge's eyes widen as he sees his chair turned away, the person sitting in it is flipping a coin into the air. Goldie swivels around to face him] Morning, Scroogie.
Scrooge: Goldie? What are you doing here?
Louie: She's with me.

Dewey: Launchpad, you okay?
Launchpad: I went to the future. I've seen how the world ends... It was neat! See you there soon!

Donald: [putting the finishing touches on the houseboat when the boys return] Back so soon? Well, ta-da! She's all done.
[none of the boys reply]
Donald: Uhh. What happened to you?
Dewey: We know about the Spear of Selene.
Donald: [sadly] Oh...
Louie: Let's go back to the marina.
Donald: [Donald leans back, knocking over a flowerpot] Huh? Uh! Ohh...

Dewey: [trying to stop his brothers from opening Donald's supposed tomb] Wait, wait, wait! I mean, what if there's something or someone we don't wanna find? Louie, aren't you scared?
Louie: [shrugs] Reap beats fear every time.
[He and Huey open the door with some struggle and fall inside]
Huey: [surprised] Huh. It's empty.
[the triplets walk to the end of the room and find a bag with clothes sticking out]
Huey: Just a beat-up old bag.
[Dewey looks at the bag closely and sees a label that reads, "Property of D. Duck". He gasps in shock. The boys hear a mysterious howl and soon see a monstrous dog enter the catacombs]
Dewey: [scared] The demon dog of Castle McDuck!
[the triplets scream, shut the door, and back up to the edge of the room. The dog barks and scratches at the door ferociously]
Huey: We need a distraction!
[grabs the bag from Dewey's arms]
Dewey: [madly] Hey! Give it back!
Huey: [pulls out a scarf from the bag] Louie, hold the door open! I'll set the scarf on fire and throw it out as a decoy!
[He prepares to light the scarf with his torch, but Dewey yanks the scarf and bag away]
Dewey: [desperately] No! You can't!
Huey: [frustrated] What is wrong with you?
Louie: [also frustrated] Why are you being super weird? This is a bad time to be weird!
Dewey: [hesitates before answering] Because it belongs to Mom!
[Huey and Louie gasp in shock]

Huey: [singing] Funso's fun zone! Where fun is in the zone!

Mrs. Beakley: Come back! The storm is starting!
Della: Eh, what are they gonna find out there? A little rain? Some debris?
Dewey: Hey, cool! A dead guy!

Dewey: With my cut I can finally open that twenty-four hour candy store I've been dreaming about since ten minutes ago!

Dewey: You have a movie studio that could fulfill a starry-eyed boy's cinematic dreams. Why didn't you tell me?
Scrooge: To avoid this exact conversation.
Dewey: Okay, yeah, no, I can see that.

Della: I missed you, girl. The Cloudslayer flies again!
Dewey: Cloudslayer? That is way better than the Sunchaser!
[Della twirls the plane around as she cheers]
Dewey: Why would Huey and Louie wanna miss this?
Scrooge: [Scrooge is falling after losing balance from all the twirling until he finally gets back on his feet and holds back a possible regurgitation] I think I may have some idea.

Louie: I am so, so sorry!
Mrs. Beakley: [annoyed] This will be good.
Louie: I thought I had a foolproof get-rich-quick plan, but it turns out I was the fool. Can you guys ever forgive me?
Mrs. Beakley: [sigh] Okay.
Webbigail: Oh, you know we can. We always do.
Dewey: You know it's fine, classic Louie!
Huey: Of course, bring it in.
[Everyone but Della forms a group hug around Louie]
Scrooge: I'm sure you learned... something.
Della: No. Not this time.
Louie: What? But I really am sorry! We hugged and everything!
Della: I watched your brothers blink out of existence because you wanted a shortcut to riches!
Louie: I said I was sorry!
Della: You took off in that contraption without thinking about the consequences, or the people you would hurt!
Louie: [annoyed] ... I wonder who I got that from.
[everyone gasps]
Launchpad: Oh...
Mrs. Beakley: See here, young man!
Della: Your little scheme to bypass the present almost cost us our future, this all stops now! You are grounded! No schemes, no treasures, and Louie Incorporated is *done*, understand?
Louie: [desperate] Look, let me clean up, okay? Uncle Scrooge? Mrs. B? Come on!
Della: To your room!

[Dewey finds a mural of Donald and Della Duck]
Dewey: ...Mom?

Donald: Huey, Dewey, Louie, meet Scrooge McDuck. Remember, no tricks, no lies, no trouble.
Huey: Yes, Uncle Donald.
Donald: I wasn't talking to you.
[glares at Scrooge]

[last lines, during a flashback montage, it is shown how Scrooge attempted to find Della, as his money bin decreased until the search was called off ultimately]
Louie: [voiceover] You're the richest duck in the world! Why didn't you send up more ships to look for her?
Huey: [voiceover] Then you encouraged her to keep flying through a cosmic storm? You could've called her down! There were too many variables!
Dewey: [voiceover] So you're the reason our mom is gone. Cheap old Scrooge probably bailed as soon as it put a dent in his money bin!
Mrs. Beakley: [voiceover] Well, you've successfully pushed your family and everyone who cared about you away... again. I hope you're happy.
Scrooge: [all alone and in tears] I am...

Dewey: Who's that?
Scrooge: Flintheart Glomgold, the poor man's version of me. To be fair, that still makes him insanely rich.

Huey: Run!
Dewey: I'm trying. Self esteem. Too low. Disapproval. My only weakness.

Huey: [audience laugh] What is that sound?
Dewey: The sound of jaws hitting the floor when I reveal my new Dew do,
[takes off his hat, revealing a Mohawk hairstyle]
Dewey: Shabooey!
Donald: [audience laugh] What did you do to your hair?
Dewey: The same thing I did to yours.
[rubs Donald's wet head with his towel, producing a similar Mohawk]

Mrs. Beakley: Apple shortbread pie with a scoop of sea-salt ice cream, a common farewell dessert in certain parts.
Dewey: [excited] Finally some real food.
Mrs. Beakley: [Mrs. Beakley takes back the pie] Ooh, I'm so sorry! This was Scrooge's favourite dessert, I don't want to remind you of that horrid man who lost your mother all those years ago. Even if it was an accident that tore him up for ten years propelling him into a desperate search that left him broken and nearly bankrupt.
Louie: [shocked] Wait, bankrupt? Really?
Mrs. Beakley: But I understand. You're upset because you lost one family member. Which was terrible and painful, so you decided you should go ahead and lose another. Brilliant. Makes perfect, rational sense.
Dewey: Yeah, nailed it Mrs. B.
Mrs. Beakley: Yes, distance yourself even further from his life and forsake family altogether. That will *definitely* fix it.
Launchpad: No, it will do the opposite of that!
Mrs. Beakley: Perhaps it's worth considering that the reason Scrooge closed himself off was because the loss of Della was the hardest thing he ever faced. Harder than any adventure. It's not that he didn't care, it's that he cared about family more than anything in the world. And perhaps he still does. But, I'm just the housekeeper, what do I know?
Launchpad: A LOT! THIS LADY KNOWS A LOT!

Scrooge: [after being brought back from the parallel universe where "Catch as Cash Can" happened] A sea monster did *not* eat my ice cream.
Huey: What happened?
Louie: What does quackeroonie even mean?
Dewey: Why were our heads so round?

Donald: Everybody listen up! Uncle Scrooge is in trouble and it's up to us to help him!
Launchpad: [Everyone looks at each other in confusion, not making out what Donald said] What?
Launchpad: Did anyone get any of that?
Huey: It's mostly context clues.
Louie: We get like every third word.
Dewey: Nope, completely unintelligible.
Donald: I'll show you unintelligible!
[chases Dewey]

Della: [singing] So stand out...
[Cut to the Sunchaser/Cloudslayer cockpit, where Dewey and Della are singing and dancing. There is also a CD album case of Powerline's Stand Out]
Della: [singing] Above the crowd, even if I gotta shout out loud. 'Til mine is the only face that you'll see, I'm gonna staaaaaaand out, till you notice me!
[Music stops]
Della: Nailed it!
[Ruffles Dewey's hair]
Dewey: Mom, stop.
[Della stops]
Dewey: No, I'm just kidding. Keep going.
[Della kisses him instead]
Della: When I was stuck on the Moon, all I thought about was teaching you how to adventure.
[Suddenly, she has a worried look on her face]
Della: Well, that, and avoiding horrifying Moon monsters.
[Shakes her head]
Della: But you're already a natural at all of this.
Dewey: Roger dodger, as the crow flies. Co-pilot to pilot, we're a-go for, uh, um, flying, I guess?
Della: Co-pilot? No way. You're pilot material, buddy. Take the stick!
Dewey: Me? Fly the Sunch... , I mean, Cloudslayer? Scrooge won't even let me touch the toaster.
Della: You're my kid. You can do anything.
Dewey: You are the best mom!

Dewey: [using a toy dart gun] Take that!
Scrooge: Dewey!... Don't yell at your target *before* you fire, you'll lose the element of surprise.

Della: [Della's younger self is seeing what she has netted] You're not Santa Claus!
Young: Della, you no good, reckless, brianless...!
[makes incomprehensible noises]
Dewey: [Turns to Della] Della?
Della: Squack, squack, squack. Look who decided to come camping. Just had to trip one of my Santa traps. One day, I'll capture that ho ho hooligan, and give Uncle Scrooge the BEST Christmas gift ever! The dummy in your dumb band too?
Young: I am a solo act!

Dewey: You guys, our family is awesome!
Launchpad: Aw, family is truly the greatest adventure of... oh no, the ground!
[plane crashes]

Scrooge: Used to be a big deal? I'm Scrooge McDuck! I made my name being tougher than toughies and smarter than the smarties.
Dewey: Sure, if you want to do it the easy way.

Dewey: Breathe, relax, the true professional hairstylist to work his magic.
Donald: Wow, it is so nice to finally have my own hairstylist.
[realizes]
Donald: Wait since when are you a hairstylist.
Dewey: Since the Internet.
[laughs and taps on Donald's head]

Dewey: Internet fame. The most important fame of all.

Huey: You could slip out of those ropes the whole time?
Webbigail: Well, yeah. That's, like, "Being Captured 101".
Louie: So why didn't you?
Webbigail: Because I don't you to think I'm weird. I've been stuck in the mansion for so long, and I'm trying really hard to be normal. But everything I do is, you know, not.
Dewey: Normal's overrated.
Louie: We need you to be Webby-normal.
[Webby smiles at the boys, touched by their words, and then she helps them out of the ropes and puts on a pair of night vision goggles]
Webbigail: I'm gonna break every bone in her body... Or, maybe just tie her up. We'll see how it plays out.