Peter Rabbit 2: The Runaway Best Quotes

Starring: James Corden, Rose Byrne, Domhnall Gleeson, David Oyelowo, Elizabeth Debicki, Margot Robbie, Aimee Horne, Colin Moody, Lennie James, Sam Neill, Hayley Atwell, Damon Herriman

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Live action animated comedy sequel directed and co-written by Will Gluck. Peter Rabbit 2: The Runaway (2021) follows Bea (Rose Byrne), Thomas (Domnhall Gleeson), and the rabbits, who have created a makeshift family, but despite his best efforts, Peter (James Corden) can’t seem to shake his mischievous reputation. Adventuring out of the garden, Peter finds himself in a world where his mischief is appreciated, but when his family risks everything to come looking for him, Peter must figure out what kind of bunny he wants to be.

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'It's not hard to lie to someone who wants to believe.' - Barnabas (Peter Rabbit 2: The Runaway) Share on X

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Officiant: We are gathered here today to join Bea and Thomas in holy matrimony.
Benjamin Bunny: You’re taking this so well.
Peter Rabbit: He’s a good man. Makes her happy.
Officiant: And also a special day for their family, the beloved rabbits.
Benjamin Bunny: Your former enemy is here to stay.
Peter Rabbit: We found common ground.
Benjamin Bunny: He’s about to be our guardian.
Peter Rabbit: No, this is just a little something between them.
Benjamin Bunny: The old you would have gone absolutely bonkers-berserk by now.
Peter Rabbit: I’ve changed, cousin.

Officiant: Welcoming a new parent.
Benjamin Bunny: A loaded hand grenade, just waiting to explode.
Peter Rabbit: Not anymore.
Officiant: A father, if you will.
Peter Rabbit: Father?
Thomas McGregor: [to Peter] Father.
Peter Rabbit: You’re not my father!
[suddenly Peter jump kicks Thomas in the face causing a fight at the wedding]

Peter Rabbit: [to Thomas] You’ll never be my father! And everyone can see your underpants!

Boy: Dad, it’s Peter Rabbit from the book.
Peter Rabbit: Oh, I hate that I’m the face of this. But every story can only have one good guy, so.
Boy: Peter doesn’t have a dad. He got put in a pie. That’s why he’s so naughty.
Peter Rabbit: What?

Peter Rabbit: And I’m the hero. But I’m not naughty. Did this kid even read the book?
Benjamin Bunny: Did you read the book?
Peter Rabbit: I am so busy. I’m saving it for summer.

Bea: This is my husband. He’s our publisher.
Thomas McGregor: I wouldn’t say “publisher”. I just do the typesetting. Turned our dining room into a printing workshop, created the artisanal lithography with a five colour palette for the illustrations, apart from the ones of the garden, which call for more green.
Bea: Don’t reveal all your secrets, darling.

Johnny Town-Mouse: Heard about the wedding. Any babies yet?
Peter Rabbit: It’s only been a month.
Johnny Town-Mouse: The wife and I have had fifteen kids in that time.

Thomas McGregor: I’m sorry, Peter. I love you, in the way that an adult human loves an animal rabbit.
Bea: Thank you.
Benjamin Bunny: You handled that very well, Peter. Contrite, apologetic, and even a little bit remorseful.

Bea: Basil-Jones Publishing.
Thomas McGregor: We carried a whole section of their books at Harrods. It was the last display I arranged before I resigned.
Bea: You mean, fired and physically removed from the store.
Thomas McGregor: Potayto, potahto.

Peter Rabbit: [referring to the apple] Okay, take one bite, and pass it around.
Benjamin Bunny: I’m just going to wait until we get home, where the food isn’t decomposing.
Mopsy: Yeah.
Cottontail: Yeah, me too.
Peter Rabbit: Well, la-di-da. I didn’t realise I was with a bunch of sophisticates.
[he takes a bite out of the decomposing apple]
Peter Rabbit: Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!

Pigling Bland: [referring to Thomas] It’s about time he had a hobby. I just hope he’s as successful at his as I am at mine.
Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle: And what is that?
Pigling Bland: Passing judgement.

Peter Rabbit: Have you tried jogging?
Mr. Tod: What’s jogging?
Peter Rabbit: It’s running without a terrified animal in front of you.
Mr. Tod: Think that’ll work?
Peter Rabbit: I’m desperately hoping so.

Peter Rabbit: [as Tommy is about to eat a tomato] Those are Mr. McGregor’s!
Tommy Brock: But you used to steal from him all the time.
Peter Rabbit: We share the garden now.
Tommy Brock: Oh, because he married the lady, you do what he says now?
Peter Rabbit: No, not because of that. Well, kind of because of that.

Benjamin Bunny: As someone who’s been on a train before, a few pointers. Don’t stare at the scenery rushing by. Look at a fixed point on the horizon, and just lock your eyes onto that.
[Flopsy and Mopsy pass out from trying to catch up on looking at the rushing scenery]

Peter Rabbit: Oh, no. Cottontail just discovered sugar.
Benjamin Bunny: Hey, we had a good run.
Cottontail: [reading the sign] “Lavatory.” I’m going to live forever!
[as they go through the tunnel, they see her disappear then reappear again]
Cottontail: Told you!

Benjamin Bunny: Do you know what happens after you eat too much sugar?
[Cottontail passes out and starts snoring]
Benjamin Bunny: That.

Thomas McGregor: [referring to boxing] I flop the heavy ropes. I move the heavy metal bars. I’ve got those big balls of sand. I do push-ups outside in the thing with my shirt off. And I also like protein ointments.

Nigel Basil-Jones: We have two options for him.
Peter Rabbit: I get two?
Nigel Basil-Jones: The mischief maker. Or, the bad seed.
Peter Rabbit: Nope. And he was doing so well too.
Thomas McGregor: That one. That’s the one. You’ve nailed it.

Thomas McGregor: I did catch him yesterday trying to steal one of my tomatoes.
Peter Rabbit: No, no, no. I was actually making sure that no one stole your tomatoes.
Nigel Basil-Jones: I also imagine his voice to be annoying.
Peter Rabbit: What?! My voice isn’t annoying, right?

Thomas McGregor: [referring to their billboard painting] Peter really looks like a villain.
Nigel Basil-Jones: Well, every story needs one.
Peter Rabbit: I’m not a villain. That’s not an accurate reflection of any of us.
Benjamin Bunny: It’s like I’m looking in a mirror.
Bea: I love it.
Peter Rabbit: What?

Barnabas: What you looking at, son? Never seen anyone steal something before? You some kind of goody-goody?
Peter Rabbit: I’m no goody-goody. In fact, apparently, I’m bad. Yeah, I’ve made some mistakes. Which is what I thought kids are supposed to do, right? Learn, grow, evolve. But I guess, for this rabbit, the die is cast. And you know what? I don’t care anymore.
Barnabas: Oh, good for you, son. But if I can just suggest one thing, next time you meet a grizzled old thief on the street, maybe don’t open up so much.

Barnabas: It’s just, out here, not everyone’s as emotionally evolved as I am.

Barnabas: Take a peach. You said you weren’t a goody-goody.
Peter Rabbit: No. I’m no goody-goody. I’m a baddy-baddy.

Barnabas: Where you from?
Peter Rabbit: None of your business, old man.
Barnabas: What?
Peter Rabbit: Well, you told me not to open up.

Bea: My book is very personal to me, and I don’t want it to be compromised. I’d be spinning in my grave if it was ever adapted into some sassy hip-fest, purely for commercial gain, probably by an American.
Nigel Basil-Jones: I give you my word that I will be your ferocious guardian, a fortress between your art, and all who wish to boorishly capitalize on it.

Nigel Basil-Jones: [to Bea] Of course, making it more contemporary would increase the readership and benefit your land preservation fund by, say, putting the rabbits in high-tops and T-shirts?
Flopsy, Mopsy, Cottotail, Benjamin Bunny: Huh?

Amelia: [referring to Peter and Barnabas] They look like father and son.
Amelia’s Mother: More like “before” and “after”.

Barnabas: Putting tomatoes in the fridge. And they call us animals.

Barnabas: Meet the crew. Samuel Whiskers, oldest thief in the city. They ain’t even his whiskers. He stole them. Tom Kitten. He don’t say much, but when he does, you’re glad he don’t say much.
Tom Kitten: Can we come in now? I’m freezing my catnip off.

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Peter Rabbit: Is this really going to work?
Mittens: A well-dressed man can get away with anything in this world.
Tom Kitten: And if he’s got a baby with him, he can go anywhere.

Tom Kitten: You were amazing, kid. How’d you know how to do all that?
Peter Rabbit: It’s a gift. Terrible at foreign languages, great at cartoon violence.
Samuel Whiskers: Well, you did good, amigo.
Peter Rabbit: Sorry, I did good, a what now?

Little Pig Robinson: We were all just playing with you. You should’ve seen your face, son.
Peter Rabbit: No, I was kidding you, so. You’re the ones who should be wondering whether there’s a private space that you can go to, to check whether you’ve wet yourselves.

Peter Rabbit: Let me ask you a question. Is my voice annoying?
Barnabas: Yeah, it’s a bit polarising. But I like it.

JW Rooster II: Cock-a-doodle-do! Wake up, kids! Wake up! We have a job to do!
JW Rooster III: What? We’re tired.
JW Rooster II: But we have to make the gigantic ball of fire rise into the sky, so the earth gets warm, and life as we know it can continue!
JW Rooster III: What? That’s a lot of responsibility.

Rooster Children: Cock-a-doodle-do! Cock-a-doodle-do!
JW Rooster II: Now, feel free to peck around, doing absolutely nothing for the next twenty-four hours.

Peter Rabbit: I was meeting someone who may have changed my life.
Benjamin Bunny: You met a girl! Yes! Tell me everything. What’s her name? Mary? Scarlett? Josephine?
Peter Rabbit: Barnabas.
Benjamin Bunny: Terrific.
Peter Rabbit: No, he’s an old friend of dad’s.
Benjamin Bunny: Wonderful!
Peter Rabbit: No! He’s a thief.
Benjamin Bunny: Oh. Peter, you do not have my blessing to kiss a thief.

Flopsy: I am not Flopsy anymore. I’ve changed my name to be even differenter than you. From now on, I’m Lavatory.
Mopsy: Lavatory?
Flopsy: Yes. And I run on two legs now. It’s classier.

Thomas McGregor: [as they watch the rabbits frolick] I never had a chance to do that. Not much frolicking in the orphanage. Which is why I also picture having some two-legged children to frolic with.

Cottontail: [referring to Flopsy] What’s going on with her?
Mopsy: Changed her name to Bathroom.

Thomas McGregor: I can frolic. You don’t think I can frolic?
Bea: I didn’t say that.
Thomas McGregor: Madam, watch this. Imagine me, right, and our future children frolicking. Alright? Watch.
[slowly frolics down the hill]
Thomas McGregor: Hey. See? Look, I’m frolicking. Weee. I’m speeding up a little. I’m speeding up quite a bit. Help! Help!
Flopsy: And that’s why adults shouldn’t do kid stuff.

Thomas McGregor: Stay out of trouble!
Peter Rabbit: See? He’s had it out for me since the day he got here.
Benjamin Bunny: He didn’t say that to you. It was to all of us.
Thomas McGregor: I’m talking to you, Peter, specifically! Stay out of trouble!

Peter Rabbit: All they think I am is naughty. So I’ve embraced it.

Barnabas: Last time I saw you, you were all babies. Benjamin, Cottontail, Flopsy, Mopsy.
Mopsy, Flopsy: Yes!
Flopsy: Well, it’s “Lavatory” now. But formerly, yes.

Tom Kitten: And if you want an overpriced gift that’ll never be used…
Mittens: They sell lavender-scented bath bombs.
Mopsy: What is this magical place?
Barnabas: They call it The Farmers Market.

Barnabas: Our target, the dried fruit.
Flopsy: Dried fruit? Ugh!
Cottontail: Why would you want that?
Mopsy: Sounds gross.
Samuel Whiskers: Lasts forever, and it’s one-eighth the size of a piece of fresh fruit.
Tom Kitten: But with the same nutritional value.

Cottontail: [as she tastes dried fruit] It’s no jelly bean.
Samuel Whiskers: Hey! We don’t do that stuff here. Get me, kid? Junks up your noggin.

Samuel Whiskers: And the worst thing about farmers, they stick together, protect each other.
Barnabas: And they are an evil army evilly unified in evil.

Samuel Whiskers: Why doesn’t anyone appreciate a good digression? Know what they’re going to say at your funeral? “Great lady. Always stayed on topic.”

Tom Kitten: Do you have any friends back home?
Peter Rabbit: Yes, we have lots of friends.
Mittens: Can they be trusted?
Peter Rabbit: There’s a couple I wouldn’t let house-sit.

Thomas McGregor: [referring to his tomatoes] I want honest opinions from everyone. Right? Don’t hold back. I need to know the truth, but only if it’s good. So really sock it to me. But remember, I’m wildly insecure.

Thomas McGregor: Once again, I find myself talking to rabbits. Expecting a response, which… No. It’s not forthcoming. Okay.

Felix D’eer: [as Peter shines a flashlight in his face] Flashlight.
Peter Rabbit: And for our British friends.
Felix D’eer: Torch.

JW Rooster II: [after loosing his voice and seeing the sun rise anyway] What? How is this possible? It was all a hoax to keep me from questioning my very existence. My life’s been one big lie! Wait. But maybe this means I can fly. Maybe I can fly!
[tries flying and falls flat to the ground]
JW Rooster II: No.

Nigel Basil-Jones: Losing your way is when no one buys your book because it’s too nich.
Thomas McGregor: You say “nich”? It’s pronounced niche! And losing your way is when you want to have children, but your wife is too busy painting pictures of rabbits going to space!
Nigel Basil-Jones: Space? Really? She’s doing that?

Bea: Nigel said he was going to reduce the run of the second book because it’s too nich?
Thomas McGregor: It’s pronounced niche.
Bea: If you’re a pretentious twit.
Thomas McGregor: What, like Nigel Basil-Jones? How many names does one man need?

The Narrator: This went on for a while, as most arguments between grown-ups do. And they start to say things that have nothing to do with what they’re actually arguing about. And often, the argument lasts a week before they get to the heart of the matter. But this is a storybook, so let’s get right to it.

The Narrator: About to pull off the greatest farmers market heist in history. Also, the first. But Peter’s always been a trailblazer, for better or worse.

Pigling Bland: This little piggy went to market. For some lavender soap. I was told there was a lavender stand?

Peter Rabbit: Trust me. I would never put you in danger. Again. I promise.
[Mopsy, Flopsy and Cottontail give him a skeptical look]
Peter Rabbit: Okay, I can’t promise. We’re going to go and rob this place. Are you in, or are you out?

Barnabas: You all know what to do.
Tommy Brock: Yes. We steal the tailor’s sausage, and kiss Sara Nakamoto.
Barnabas: What? No. We take out all the farmers, so we can get to the dried fruit and drag it back to the tailor’s truck.

Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle: Wait a minute. I smell a rat. And I like it.

Barnabas: Stop, he’s not a farmer.
Peter Rabbit: Really? But he’s dressed like one.
Barnabas: It’s a style. Cultural appropriation. Makes me sick.

Samuel Whiskers: Head to the petting zoo. We can blend in with those weird animals that don’t talk.

Peter Rabbit: You set us up.
Mittens: We didn’t not set you up, if you catch my smell.

Peter Rabbit: [to Barnabas] Dad was your best friend.
Samuel Whiskers: And my best friend is the Sugar Plum Fairy. I’m kidding. She’s very hard to get to know. Closed off. She’s Russian.

Peter Rabbit: You lied to me.
Barnabas: It’s not hard to lie to someone who wants to believe. But one thing is dead true. We are a great team. That’s why you’re in this truck with us instead of in a cage with them. This is where you belong, Peter. We’re your family now.
Peter Rabbit: No. My family’s in trouble, and it’s all my fault.

Thomas McGregor: Hey. I need all the addresses of the people who took those animals.
Pet Shop Owner: We prefer “adopted those animals”.

Thomas McGregor: Do you see the mess you’ve made? You’re never going to learn.
Peter Rabbit: Because you never give me a chance. All you do is tell me how bad I am.
Thomas McGregor: Well, then stop giving me reasons to. Wait, did you just talk?
Peter Rabbit: No. Yes. Maybe. Could be your imagination. Could be the radio. This is BBC 7 playing all of the hits with none of the talk, especially not Peter, because rabbits can’t talk.

Peter Rabbit: I know I’m not perfect. But I can’t do anything right by you. No matter what I do, you always assume the worst.
Thomas McGregor: Well, you got your entire family taken, Peter. If that’s not the worst, what is?
Peter Rabbit: Why are you even helping me?
Thomas McGregor: I don’t know. I just saw you, and the others were in trouble, and I came. It’s not a choice.

Peter Rabbit: I met someone who made me feel like not everything I did was wrong, who actually accepted me. But it was all a lie. He just used me. I’m so stupid.
Thomas McGregor: You’re not stupid. You’re young. So you make mistakes. A lot of mistakes.
Peter Rabbit: It’s the one thing I’m really good at.

Thomas McGregor: I know I’m too hard on you sometimes. I lost my father when I was very young too, so I never really learned how to be one.
Peter Rabbit: To me?
Thomas McGregor: Yeah. To you. And to the others. That’s why I’m here, I suppose. It’s what a dad does.
Peter Rabbit: I didn’t think I’d ever have a dad again.
Thomas McGregor: I didn’t realise I already was one.

Thomas McGregor: You’re not the bad seed, Peter. I shouldn’t have let them call you that.
Peter Rabbit: And I shouldn’t have believed it. I know now that no one can tell me who I am.

Peter Rabbit: [to Thomas] About me talking, it’s probably your imagination. And you might also want to imagine that your truck isn’t rolling down the hill.

Thomas McGregor: Bea, the other rabbits were taken.
Bea: What?
Thomas McGregor: And the pig, and the duck, and the hedgehog, and is there a badger?

Bea: No. I’m very sorry, but I can’t do this. This isn’t my world.
Nigel Basil-Jones: Not your world? Look around you. You created all this. This is your world.
Bea: There’s no boat chases, or skiing in my world. And there’s certainly no rabbits jumping out of planes!

The Narrator: So they set off on a rescue mission, the likes of which Bea insisted never happened in her world.

Flopsy: Lavatory? That’s what it means? The place where men read the newspaper?
Mopsy: Yeah. You don’t have to change your name. There’s no one in the world I’d rather be confused with than you, Flops.
Flopsy: Same here, Mops.

Tom Kitten: You know who you’re dealing with?
Peter Rabbit: Yeah. The guy who got me to put my family in danger. But that’s not your fault. It’s mine. I convinced them. I believed this is who I was. Now I know better.
Mittens: You don’t know nothing, kid.

Bea: I was chasing something for all the wrong reasons. I lost sight of what was important. Our family.
Thomas McGregor: And families, I’ve learned, can come in all shapes and sizes.
Bea: Nigel wanted me to use those exact words to end my book.
Thomas McGregor: You’re kidding.
Bea: I mean, the sentiment’s nice, but how pathetic.
Thomas McGregor: Pathetic?
Bea: Right?
Thomas McGregor: Yeah. That’s why I said it, to make you laugh. Nigel, he was pathetic.

Peter Rabbit: I’m sorry. I never should have mixed you up in all this. I got caught up worrying about who everyone thought I was, instead of who I really am, which is your brother. And your cousin, who continues to not listen to you but promises to really, really try.

The Narrator: And so, they all lived happily ever after, as is the law in these storybooks. Bea and McGregor had a child of their own. And the rabbits took to her like a real sister.

Flopsy: [mid-credits lines] I finally realised what made me different. I’m the narrator of these stories.
Peter Rabbit: Another classic, Flopsy. What are you going to name it?
Flopsy: She already did.
[Peter turns to see the book titled “Peter Rabbit 2”]
Peter Rabbit: I like it. Implies there might be more. Or this could be it. We didn’t think we’d get this far.

JW Rooster II: [mid-credits lines] You made the magical water fountains erupt, wetting the earth so it won’t burn up from the giant ball of fire! It’s not a sham! We do matter! We have a purpose! We’re back, baby!
[tries to fly but falls flat to the ground]
JW Rooster II: But we still can’t fly.

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