Jumanji: Trò Chơi Bí Ẩn (1995)

Laura Bell Bundy: Young Sarah

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Quotes 

• [Alan and Sarah have finished the game; Sam re-enters the house] 

  Samuel Alan Parrish : Forgot my speech notes.

  Alan Parrish, 1969 : [runs up to Sam and hugs him]  I'm so glad you're back.

  Samuel Alan Parrish : I've only been gone five minutes.

  Alan Parrish, 1969 : [crying]  It seems like a lot longer for me.

  Samuel Alan Parrish : Hey, I-I thought you told me you were never going to talk to me again.

  Alan Parrish, 1969 : Whatever I said, Dad, I'm sorry.

  [they hug again] 

  Samuel Alan Parrish : Oh, Alan, I was angry, OK? I'm sorry too, son.

  [pulls Alan apart and looks down on him] 

  Samuel Alan Parrish : Look, you don't have to go to Cliffside if you don't want to.

  [notices Sarah, who stands up; whispering to Alan] 

  Samuel Alan Parrish : Let's talk it over tomorrow. Man to man.

  Alan Parrish, 1969 : [whispering]  How about father to son?

  Samuel Alan Parrish : Great.

  [notices his speech notes] 

  Samuel Alan Parrish : Hey, I gotta get going. I'm the guest of honour.

  [walks towards the door; Alan turns to face him] 

  Alan Parrish, 1969 : Dad?

  [Sam opens the door and turns to face him] 

  Alan Parrish, 1969 : Back in 196-- I mean, today in the factory, it wasn't Carl Bentley's fault. *I* put the shoe on the conveyor belt.

  Samuel Alan Parrish : [sighs and nods]  I'm glad you told me, son. Thanks.

  Alan Parrish, 1969 : Bye, Dad.

  Samuel Alan Parrish : Goodbye.

  [closes the door behind him as he leaves; Alan walks towards Sarah; his eyes widen in sudden realisation] 

  Alan Parrish, 1969 : Holy smokes! Judy and Peter!

  [turns to run] 

  Young Sarah : Alan!

  [Alan stops] 

  Young Sarah : They're not there.

  [shakes her head] 

  Young Sarah : It's 1969. They don't even exist yet.

  [hands Alan the crocodile and monkey pieces; Alan looks down at them sadly] 

• Young Sarah : [reads]  "At night they fly, you better run / These winged things are not much fun."

  [Sarah and Alan look at each other in confusion until they hear bats echoing in the fireplace] 

  Young Sarah : What was that?

  Alan Parrish, 1969 : I - I don't know.

  Young Sarah : [fearfully]  Put it away, Alan!

• Alan Parrish, 1969 : Oh, no. The game thinks I rolled.

  Young Sarah : What do you mean "the game thinks"?