Wallace & Gromit in The Curse of the Were-Rabbit

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Wallace & Gromit in The Curse of the Were-Rabbit is a 2005 film about an eccentric British inventor and his faithful dog whose humane anti-pest business is employed to capture a giant rabbit which is wreaking havoc in their village.

Directed by Nick Park and Steve Box. Written by Bob Barker, Steve Box, Mark Burton and Nick Park.
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See Wallace and Gromit page for their other films.


  • [To Gromit, while holding a carrot and wearing giant rabbit ears] Er, what's up, dog?
  • It's a veritable vegetable paradise!
  • Just a bit of harmless brain alteration, that's all.
  • Lovely food. For rabbits, that is.
  • Still got me on the diet eh, Gromit? Watching me shape. Ha Ha, there's a good dog.
  • I'm crackers about cheese, Gromit!

Lady Campanula Tottington

  • Please, Wallace, call me "Totty".
  • Run, rabbit, run!
  • [To Victor] Consider yourself dumped!

Lord Victor Quartermaine

  • No nonsense with Victor Quartermaine. What you see is what you get. [his toupee is sucked into a rabbit hole and Lady Tottington screams.]
  • [Complaining of Wallace's job] How do you intended to finish these vermin off? Crush them? [Kicks the BunnyVac 6000] Make dinner with them?
  • [Preparing to shoot the were-rabbit] Looks like the buck stops here! Eat karat, bunny boy!
  • [Watching the were-rabbit hop away] You can hop, but you can't hide, Pesto!
  • [Stopping Gromit from saving Wallace] Your loyalty is moving. Sadly, you won't be.
  • [Seeing Lady Tottington crying] That's right, my lovely. You can say goodbye to your fluffy lover boy.
  • [Shoves a pitchfork in Lady Tottington hair] I kind of like your hair pinned back...
  • [The Were-Rabbit falls to it's death] No one beats Victor Quartermaine!

PC Makintosh

  • [The Were-Rabbit is teetering on the roof of Tottingham Hall, above a group of terrified villagers] Stand back! There may be a large rabbit dropping!
  • Hey! Get over it!

Hutch the Rabbit

  • Cheese, Gromit!
  • Don't forget the crackers.
  • Monterey Jack! Mmmm!
  • Aaaw, the bounce has gone from his bungee.
  • I'm inventing, mostly.
  • Oooooooooh, I do like a bit of gorgonzola!
  • I'm Wallace.
  • Good night, Gromit.
  • Hey presto! Rabbit rehabilitation!
  • Geronimo!
  • Job well done, lad.
  • Cheeeeeeeeeese!
  • Lovely food. For rabbits that is

Reverend Clement Hedges

  • Beware the moon!
  • And for our sins, a hideous creature has been sent to punish us all! Repent! Repent! Lest you, too, taste the wrath of... the Were-Rabbit!
  • (holding up a pair of cucumbers like a cross) Merrrrcyyyyyyyyy!
  • Let us all join you in your moment of sorrow. (begins to walk away) YEEEEEEEEAAAAAHHH! (fireworks begin to go off and jolly music plays)

Mr Growbag

  • I never saw such cauliflower carnage! Worse than the Great Slug Blight of '32. When there were slugs the size of pigs.
  • Not even the Great Duck Plague of '53 stopped it.


Lady Tottington: [over the phone] I have the most terrible rabbit problem.
Wallace: Certainly, M'um, we'll be there in an— [hits the control panel and gets dragged up through the ceiling.] Ahhhh!
Lady Tottington: In an hour?! I can't wait an hour! I have a major infestation!

PC McIntosh: [Surveying the damage left by the Were-Rabbit] If you ask me, this was arson.
Townspeople: [gasp]
Man 1: Arson?
PC McIntosh: Yeah. Someone arsin' around!

Wallace: [sobbing] Oh, Gromit! I don't wanna be a giant rabbit!
Hutch the Rabbit: Aww, the bounce is gone from his bungee.

[Quartermaine's hairpiece has been sucked up into the Bun-Vac 6000.]
Lord Victor Quartermaine: I want... [lowers voice] toupeé, please.
Wallace: Oh, yes, of course. We take cheques or cash.
Victor: TOUPEÉ, you idiot! My hair is in in your machine!
Wallace: Oh, no, it's only rabbits in there. The hare, I think you'll find, is a much larger mammal.

Reverend Clement Hedges: Hello? Is anyone there?
[The Were-Rabbit lets out an enormous belch.]
Rev. Hedges: Mrs. Mulch?

Reverend Clement Hedges: [At the fair] Ah, Mr. Growbag. I have a hunch this is a night to remember.
Mr Growbag: [Looks at his back] I just have a hunch.

Victor: [To Wallace] I know your little secret, Pesto. I know exactly what's going on.
Wallace: Your Lordship?
Victor: Oh, yes. You think you can pilfer my filly, don't you? You think you can con an innocent woman out of her fortune.
Wallace: Who, me?
Victor: Well I got here first! I've spent a lot of time reeling in that fluffy-headed bunny-lover, and I'm not about to let some puddle-headed peasant poach her from me! Comprenez?

[Everyone thinks Victor's a hero]

Civilian 1: Please, sir... [holds up vegetable] kiss my baby!
Civilian 2: [holds up vegetable] Kiss my potato!
Mr Growbag: Kiss my arrr... [holds up vegetable]...tichoke!

Victor (at the fair): Constable?
PC McIntosh (into megaphone): Everyone have a great time.
Victor: The beast isn't actually dead yet...
PC McIntosh (into megaphone): The beast isn't actually dead yet?!
(everything stops)
PC McIntosh (into megaphone): Oops.

Reverend Clement Hedges: The beast lurks within all of us, my child. [thunderclap] The side of us that emerges at night, when the full moon rises into the sky! The side that savagely rips the leaves off any innocent cabbage...!
Victor: Spare me the sermon, Vicar! Just tell me how I kill him! Er, I mean 'it'.
Reverend Clement Hedges: To kill such a creature would require nerves of steel, and...[pause]... a bullet. [thunderclap]
Victor: A bullet? [thunderclap]
Reverend Clement Hedges: A bullet! [thunderclap]
Victor: A bull-? [LOUD THUNDERCLAP!] Oooh! [closes window to blot out noise] What KIND of bullet?
Reverend Clement Hedges: A bullet... of pure... gold!
Victor: Gold.
Reverend Clement Hedges: Yes... 24 'carrot'!
Victor: Oh. Get out of my way you old fool.
Reverend Clement Hedges: Beware. Beware the beast within!


  • Something wicked this way hops.
  • Something bunny is going on.


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