Samuel L. Jackson (after seeing E.T. in a wig, dress and costume jewelry): Oh my fucking God.
Samuel L. Jackson: What?
E.T.: Samuel. Samuel!
Gertie: I taught him how to talk. He can talk now. (She points to electronics and supplies in the closet.) Look what he brought up here all by himself. What’s he need this stuff for?
Samuel L. Jackson: ‘E.T.’ Can you fucking say that? Can you say ‘E.T.’?
E.T.: Eeee.Teee. E.T.! E.T.! E.T.! Be good.
Gertie: ‘Be good!’ I taught him that, too.
Samuel L. Jackson: You should give him his dignity. This is the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever fucking seen.
Samuel L. Jackson: Phone? He said ‘phone’? He said ‘phone.’
E.T. (pointing to closet): Home.
Samuel L. Jackson: Damn right. That’s E.T.’s motherfucking home.
E.T.: E.T. home phone.
Gertie: E.T. phone home.
Samuel L. Jackson: E.T. phone home? (Understanding.) E.T. phone fucking home.
Gertie: He wants to call somebody.
Samuel L. Jackson: No fucking shit.