E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial (1982) Poster

Henry Thomas: Elliott



  • [last lines] 

    E.T. : Come...

    Elliot : [solemnly]  Stay...

    E.T. : [puts his finger to his glowing heart]  Ouch.

    Elliot : [mimics the same action, tearfully]  Ouch.

    E.T. : [E.T. and Elliot embrace each other, then E.T. puts his glowing finger to Elliot's forehead]  I'll... be... right... here.

    Elliot : [tearfully]  ... bye.

  • Elliott : He's a man from outer space and we're taking him to his spaceship.

    Greg : Well, can't he just beam up?

    Elliott : This is *reality*, Greg.

  • Michael : Where's the playground?

    Elliott : It's near the preschool!

    Michael : Where's that?

    Elliott : I don't know streets! Mom always drives me!

    Michael : Son of a bitch.

  • Michael : Maybe it was an iguana.

    Elliott : It was *no* iguana.

    Michael : Maybe, um - You know how they say there are alligators in the sewers?

    Gertie : Alligators in the sewers.

    Mary : All we're trying to say is, maybe you just probably imagined it. It happened...

    Elliott : I couldn't have imagined it!

    Michael : Maybe it was a pervert or a deformed kid or something.

    Gertie : A deformed kid.

    Michael : [mockingly]  Maybe an elf or a leprechaun.

    Elliott : It was nothing like that, penis-breath!

    Mary : [laughs in shock]  *Elliott*! Sit down.

  • Elliott : You must be dead, because I don't know how to feel. I can't feel anything anymore.

  • Keys : Elliott, that machine, what does it do?

    Elliott : [in a sickly voice]  The communicator? Is it still working?

    Keys : It's doing *something*. What?

    Elliott : I really shouldn't tell. He came to me, he came to me.

    Keys : Elliott, he came to me too. I've been wishing for this since I was 10 years old, I don't want him to die. What can we do that we're not already doing?

    Elliott : He needs to go home; he's calling his people. And I don't know where they are, but he needs to go home.

    Keys : Elliott, I don't think he was left here intentionally, but his being here is a miracle, Elliott. It's a miracle and you did the best that anybody could do. I'm glad he met you first.

  • Elliott : [tearfully, while looking down at E.T.'s plastic-covered corpse]  I'll believe in you all my life, everyday. E.T... I love you.

  • Tyler : [sarcastically]  Hey, Elliot, where's your goblin?

    Michael : Shut up.

    Steve : Did he come back?

    Pretty Young Girl : Hi, Elliot.

    Greg : Well, did he?

    Elliott : Yeah, he came back, but he's not a goblin. He's a spaceman.

    Steve : Ooh, as in extra-terrestrial!

    Tyler : Where is he from, Uranus? Get it? Your anus?

    Greg : He doesn't get it, Ty.

    Tyler : Get it, your anus?

    Greg : He doesn't get it.

    Elliott : You're so immature!

    Greg : And you're such a cintus suprimus!

    Elliott : Zero charisma!

    Greg : Cintus suprimus!

    Elliott : Zero charisma!

    Greg : Cintus suprimus!

    Elliott : Shut up, Greg!

    Greg : Cintus suprimus!

    Elliott : [yells as he rides off on his bike]  Zero charisma!

    Greg : You wimp!

  • Michael : Did you explain school to him?

    Elliott : How do you explain school to higher intelligence?

    Michael : Maybe he's not that smart. Maybe he's like a worker bee who only knows how to push buttons or something.

    Elliott : [knowingly]  He is too smart.

    Michael : Okay, I just hope we don't wake up on Mars or something surrounded by millions of little squashy guys.

  • Elliott : You could be happy here, I could take care of you. I wouldn't let anybody hurt you. We could grow up together, E.T.

  • Mary : If you ever see it again, whatever it is, don't touch it, just call me and we'll have somebody come and take it away.

    Gertie : Like the dogcatcher?

    Elliott : But they'll give it a lobotomy or do experiments on it or something.

  • Michael : Maybe he's some animal that wasn't supposed to live; kind of like those rabbits we saw. He could be a monkey or an orangutan.

    Elliott : A bald monkey?

    Gertie : Is he a pig? He sure eats like one.

  • Elliott : Think, Michael. What would make a radar?

    Michael : How the hell do I know? You're the genius in the family; you have absolute power, remember?

  • Elliott : But, look, you can't tell. Not even Mom.

    Gertie : Why not?

    Elliott : Because, uh, grown-ups can't see him. Only little kids can see him.

    Gertie : Give me a break!

    Elliott : [Transylvanian accent]  Well, do you know what's going to happen if you do tell?

    [Elliot grabs Gertie's doll and throw it to Michael] 

    Elliott : Do it, Mike, we have to.

    [Gertie begs the doll back as Elliott and Michael 'torture' it. They stop when Gertie vows to keep E.T. a secret] 

    Elliott : [to Gertie]  Promise?

    Gertie : [distressed]  Yes.

    Elliott : [to Michael]  You promise?

    [Michael nods] 

  • Gertie : I don't like his feet.

    Elliott : They're only feet, you little twerp.

  • Elliott : [seeing E.T. in a dress, with a wig and jewelry]  Oh, God!

    E.T. : Elliot.

    Elliott : [still too frustrated to notice he just spoke to him]  What?

    E.T. : Elliot!... Elliot!

    Gertie : I taught him how to talk now. He can talk now.

    [Elliot sees electronics and supplies together in the closet] 

    Gertie : Look what he brought up here all by himself. What's he need this stuff for?

    Elliott : E.T., can you say that? Can you say 'E.T.'? E.T.

    E.T. : Eeee Teee.

    Elliott : [Elliot laughs in amazement] 

    E.T. : [waddling away]  E.T.! E.T.! E.T.! Beee good.

    Gertie : "Be good"! I taught him that, too!

    Elliott : You should give him his dignity. This is the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen.

    E.T. : [gives Elliot a newspaper and points at a comic picture]  Phone.

    Elliott : 'Phone'? He said 'phone'? He said 'phone'?

    Gertie : Can't you understand English? He said 'phone'.

    E.T. : [points to closet]  Home?

    Elliott : You're right. That's E.T.'s home.

    E.T. : [scurries over to the window and points his long finger towards it]  E.T. home phone.

    Gertie : [clarifying]  E.T. phone home.

    Elliott : E.T. phone home.

    [understanding what he means] 

    Elliott : E.T. phone home!

    Gertie : He wants to call somebody.

  • Gertie : What are you going as for Halloween?

    Elliott : [Elliot is upset because nobody believes him]  I'm not going to stupid Halloween.

    Michael : [to Elliot]  Why don't you go as a goblin?

    Elliott : [flatly]  Shut up.

  • Michael : [walks in Elliot's room and sees E.T. in a dress; he chuckles]  What's all this shit?

    Elliott : E.T. phone home.

    Michael : [astonished]  My God, he's talking now.

    Elliott : Home.

    Elliot : E.T. phone home?

    Elliott : [points to window]  E.T. phone home.

    Elliot : [whispers]  And they'll come?

    Elliott : Come? Home.

    [pulls off wig and hat from his head] 

    Elliott : Home.

  • Elliott : I'm keeping him.

  • Mary : It's your turn to do the dishes, fellas.

    Michael : I set and cleared.

    Elliott : [in a stern tone]  I set and cleared.

    Michael : [quickly]  I did breakfast.

    Gertie : [solemnly]  I did breakfast.

    Michael : [noticing how upset Mary is]  What's the matter, mom?

    Mary : [leaves in tears, to herself, about her husband]  He HATES Mexico!

    Michael : [to Elliot, furiously]  Damn it, why don't you - grow up and think how other people feel for a change!

    [Elliot goes angry and does the dishes] 

  • Elliott : [upon encountering E.T., running excitedly into the house]  Mom, Mom! There's something out there!

    Mary : What?

    Elliott : It's in the toolshed. It threw the ball at me.

    [Michael and his friends mock him loudly] 

    Elliott : QUIET!

    [Michael's friends go silent] 

    Elliott : [in hushed tone]  Nobody go out there!

    Michael : [the boys all spring up excitedly]  Ha! Ha! Ha!

    [they grab knives] 

    Mary : Stop, now! You guys stay right here!

    Michael : You stay here, Mom, we'll check it out!

    Mary : And put those knives back!

    [Elliot grabs her hand and pulls her outside as well] 

    Mary : Okay, Elliot! Let me get a flashlight.

  • E.T. : [steps on a bathroom scale, it reads 35 lbs] 

    Elliott : 35 pounds? You're fat!

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