Adventures in Babysitting (1987)

John Ford Noonan: Pruitt

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Quotes 

• John Pruitt : Good luck Babysitter!

  Chris : You too Mr. Pruitt!

• Chris : What do you want?

  John Pruitt : I just want to help you.

  Daryl : Don't listen to him, he just wants to scrape our faces off.

  John Pruitt : [referring to the hook on his right hand]  What? You scared of this?

  [laughs] 

  John Pruitt : You kids must be from the suburbs!

• Daryl : Uh... Mr. Pruitt? How did you... you know... loose it?

  John Pruitt : Loose what?

  Daryl : Your hand. Your right hand. Was it in Nam?

  John Pruitt : No, nothing like that. A few years ago I was changing tires on a big rig and the jack gave out. The truck's bumper landed here on my right hand and popped it. Just zipped it right off.

  Daryl : What did they do with the hand? Did they bury it?

  John Pruitt : Nah, I wouldn't let them. I kept it.

  Daryl : You kept it?

  John Pruitt : Yep. I got it right there in the glove compartment.

• Dawson : [voice-over]  Dawson to Pruitt! Come in!

  John Pruitt : [into his CB radio]  Yo! Pruitt here.

  Dawson : [voice]  Dawson here.

  John Pruitt : Go ahead.

  Dawson : [voice]  I just went by your place.

  John Pruitt : And what did you see?

  Dawson : [voice]  You won't like it.

  John Pruitt : [loud and firm tone]  WHAT DID YOU SEE?

  Dawson : [voice]  That car was parked out in front.

  John Pruitt : [hangs up the CB as he accelerates on the gas peddle]  Jesus! My wife's with the bastard again!

• John Pruitt : [opens the glove compartment]  Look out, kids.

  Daryl : [covers his eyes]  Oh, God!

  [inside the glove compartment, Pruitt uses his right hook to pull out a large revolver] 

  Daryl : [still covering his eyes]  Is it a hand?

  Brad : No.

  Daryl : [uncovers his eyes]  Oh, good.

  Brad : It's a gun.

  Daryl : [covers his eyes again]  Oh, God!

• John Pruitt : My wife called the cops, I got a little banged up.

  Daryl : How's the car? Is the car alright?

  John Pruitt : Yeah, the car's fine. I got it down at Dawson's Garage. I paid to fix the windshield, that was my fault, but Dawson's gonna make you pay for the tire.

  Brad : How much?

  John Pruitt : Fifty bucks.

  Chris : [shocked]  Fifty bucks?

  John Pruitt : Yeah, fifty bucks!