"You shout, you threaten, you occupy shopkeepers in conversation on the varieties and virtues of cages and hunting-rifles. Your monkey is unmoved. Look at me, its eyes say. I'm your key to the Marvellous. Are you really going to shoot me? Also, I'm adorable."
"Stay back, this won't be pretty. I'm putting on my cute face."
— Ingrid Third, Fillmore!
Mace Windu: This, this is exactly what I wanted to avoid, Naasade. Have you ever told that many wide-eyed younglings no? They were devastated. I do not want to be dealing with this.
Ben Naasade: They weren't devastated, they were playing you. Younglings know exactly how adorable they are. It's the test of all crèchemasters not to fold under pressure. You'd have failed spectacularly.
Ben Naasade: They weren't devastated, they were playing you. Younglings know exactly how adorable they are. It's the test of all crèchemasters not to fold under pressure. You'd have failed spectacularly.
Twyla: I'm afwaid of the monster in the cellar, Thusan. It's going to eat me up.
Susan: What have I told you about acting ingratiatingly cute, Twyla?
Twyla: You said I mustn't. You said exaggerated lisping is a hanging offense and I only do it to get attention.
Bluey: (tearful) Why do you never play with us?!
Bandit: What?
Bluey: (tearful) You're always at work!
Bandit: I'm never at work!
Bluey: (tearful) It's like you don't even LOVE us!
Bandit: You are joking, right?
Bluey: (tearful) How can you not love your own children?!
Bandit: Ah, cheese and jam! Alright.
Bluey and Bingo: (no trace of tears) Hooray! (run off giggling)
Bandit: That was impressive.
Bandit: What?
Bluey: (tearful) You're always at work!
Bandit: I'm never at work!
Bluey: (tearful) It's like you don't even LOVE us!
Bandit: You are joking, right?
Bluey: (tearful) How can you not love your own children?!
Bandit: Ah, cheese and jam! Alright.
Bluey and Bingo: (no trace of tears) Hooray! (run off giggling)
Bandit: That was impressive.
— Bluey, "Bluey Tickle Crabs"
