Gomez Addams: We danced the Mamushka while Nero fiddled,
we danced the Mamushka at Waterloo. We danced the Mamushka
for Jack the Ripper, and now, Fester Addams, this Mamushka
is for you.
[Wednesday is hooking up an electric chair.] Wednesday Addams:
Pugsley, sit in the chair. Pugsley Addams: Why? Wednesday
Addams: Because we're going to play a game. Pugsley Addams:
What game? Wednesday Addams: [strapping him in] It's called,
"Is There a God?"
Pugsley Addams: Aren't they dead? Wednesday Addams: Does
it matter?
Girl Scout: Is this made from real lemons? Wednesday Addams:
Yes. Girl Scout: I only like all-natural foods and beverages,
organically grown, with no preservatives. Are you sure they're
real lemons? Pugsley Addams: Yes. Girl Scout: I'll tell you
what. I'll buy a cup if you buy a box of my delicious Girl
Scout cookies. Do we have a deal? Wednesday Addams: Are they
made from real Girl Scouts?
Gomez Addams: That's the spirit, Thing! Lend a hand!
[Watching Pugsley sleep] Morticia Addams: He looks so
sweet. Looks just like a little entree.
Morticia Addams: Children, what are you doing? Wednesday
Addams: I'm going to electrocute him. Morticia Addams: But
we're late for the charity auction. Wednesday Addams: But,
Mother... Morticia Addams: I said no. Pugsley Addams: Pleeaaaase?
Morticia Addams: Oh, all right.
Morticia Addams: Thing, you're a handful.
Morticia Addams: Don't torture yourself, Gomez. That's
my job.
Wednesday Addams: Please pass the salt. Morticia Addams:
And what do we say? Wednesday Addams: NOW.
Morticia Addams: Wednesday, play with your food!
Gomez Addams: How long has it been since we waltzed? Morticia
Addams: Oh, Gomez... hours.
