Netflix original comedy Big Mouth dropped its fourth season last Friday December 4th, 2020.
🦟🔥#BigMouth is slated through 5th and 6th seasons.
rottentomatoes: 99%
metacritic: 86
imdb: 8.0
emmys: 1 win
Nick Birch (Nick Kroll)
Nick Birch navigates puberty outside of suburban New York.
“Ow! Fucking mosquitos. Yeah, probably. No, I just been thinking about what Andrew said this morning. Yeah, all those things. I mean, is he right? Hey, Seth Goldberg, the Butterball from Montreal. Ew. Nasty! I don’t wanna taste your eggs! Yeah, that’s Seth. He’s my camp best friend. Yeah, we’ve got Seth. Ooh.”
“It’s smoky. Hey, Harry. Welcome to the US. The toilet’s backed up, shit’s coming out, and none of us know how to clean it. Hold on. Gabe? Uh, are you gonna sleep here? Milk, don’t say it. Shut the fuck up, Milk!”
“Andrew? What are you doing here? Yeah, it’s kind of a bummer. I honestly feel kind bad for him. I mean, I have Seth, and he’s got nobody here. You’re right, Andrew’s not my problem. This was a good talk. Thanks, Jessi.”
“The same aunt that got married this year? Look, guys, I think we can agree, you’re both pretty gross.”
“Ah, it’s okay. I’m not worried. Seth will eventually see that Andrew’s a dork. Oh, no, you’re right! They’re bonding! Andrew’s gonna tell Seth that I’m a bad guy. Oh, shit! Hey, guys. Um, I’m not a bad guy. And by the way, you guys look fucking ridiculous. Like the Crips and the Bloods hired teenage accountants. I’m not the asshole. Seth was mine. You stole my Seth! This was my camp! You’re not even supposed to be here. Fuck you! Fuck you both!”
“Andrew and Seth are assholes! Ugh! Why are there so many fucking mosquitoes? I can’t breathe! I’m fucking freaking out. What? Who said that? What the hell are you? Anxiety mosquito? Ow! Oh, fuck! I know. Andrew hates me. You think so? No, please stop saying this stuff! Oh, shit, they are. I don’t want to be a dead, lonely little virgin.”
Connie the Hormone Monstress (Maya Rudolph)
Outstanding Character Voice-Over Performance
1 win: 2020
“Yeah, baby, sleepaway camp! No parents, s’mores, and I’ll bet someone we know is gonna get Lyme disease. What’s wrong? You don’t wanna see your friend get more and more tired? Oh, about how you’re a bad person and a piece of shit, and he don’t wanna be with you no more? Who is this person? Oh, shit, that’s his nut. This boy’s delightful. All right! Fuck Andrew. I’m glad he’s staying in Bridgeton. Okay, that does not look like a mongoose. That just looks like a child’s dick. Welcome back, bitches.”
“Woo! They put is in the bunk with the cool city girls. They got so many serums and lotions and potions. Your nipple hairs? The thing is, your nipple hairs are black, but the rest of your hairs are red. Why? Hmm. Close, but bad. Yes! Let’s raise those eyes. Maybe put a cigar in your mouth. Oh, yeah, that’s better.”
“What in the hell, girl? Do you hate Natalie because she’s trans? Well, to me, Connie, that sound like a compliment. She saw God in your pussy. Ooh, I want that coat! Aww, that poor girl. Say something nice to her, fire crotch. Uh-oh. Your eyes are falling again. Do you want the cigar? Or…”
“Maurice. I think it’s best for everyone if the boys keep their distance this summer. But you can still bust open my biscuit once in a while.”
“You fucking hate it, Nicky! Fuck him! This is our camp. Did you see me, Jessi? Going by? When Nick was ignoring you? They’re bonding! This is bad. Fuck you, water skis! Oh. Natalie wants to go home? Jessica Cobain Glaser, this is not the kind of woman you wanna be! That girl needs a friend! And so do I! To help me get out of these water skis! The bride will kill me if I show up like this. Also, I can’t work Saturday.”
“Good opening. Ask her how those boys got pizza. Okay! I’ve never been to sleepaway camp. You may proceed with the scene. Hey, I get it. I like that movie where her boyfriend pissed his pants at the Grammys. Yep, I looked it up. Bill Maher has, like, no female writers. I guess you can get away with anything if you’re gorgeous.”
“They got cutesy nicknames? Uh-oh. I don’t like this. They’re both dorks! He’s gonna tell him about Missy! Get in there! Be a little knife and stab their conversation. This! This is my problem! Your weird little friendship. Your stupid bandanas. Your circle jerks! You guys are the assholes! This summer fucking sucks. Can’t get my damn water skis off. Shut up, Maury, you fucking asshole! I hate that you like this. But it’s the only way to get my skis off.”
Jessi Glaser
“Yeah. Maybe I’ll finally learn how to pluck my– I was gonna say eyebrows. You noticed them? Yes, you bitch. Hey! New York, up your nose with a hot dog. Jessi, honey, you need to stop talking. Oh, okay. What does, um… what does this do? Um, hey, guys, this mask is starting to burn a little bit in a way that I’m not sure if that’s on purpose or… oh, my God, you did? What?”
“Hello, Natalie. Welcome to the bunk. No! Of course not! I hate Natalie because last summer she called me ‘fire crotch,’ and the whole camp made fun of my ‘burning bush.’ I get my eyes moved, and she gets a $5,000 coat? You know what, no? She never said anything nice to me, and karma’s a bitch. Shit. Oh, fine.”
“I can’t believe Andrew showed up. Is it still weird between you guys? Yeah, I’m kind of going through a similar thing right now with Natalie– uh… yeah, cool, thanks. Great catching up. Good, I hope she does. Oh, wow. Those are really on there.”
“Hey. I just wanted to say coming back to camp seems really hard. You give the counselor money, and they go into town. So did you, like, already know last summer? Yeah. Yeah, I did kinda think you were gay. Sure, as one does. Huh. Oh, God. Did they freak out? Don’t love, but go on. In a more decimating way? Listen, I know they’re sociopaths, but I’m not. And if you leave, I’ll be alone. But if you stayed, we could suffer together as, like, friendskis? I wish I didn’t say it that way, but yeah.”
“I’m listening. Okay, you’re amazing, but can I just get some credit for shitting in a cup before you even told me what it was for? Oh, my God, what?”
Andrew Glouberman (John Mulaney)
“Please don’t make me spend the summer with Nick. Wait, I’m your enemy? I thought your enemy was Citi Bike. Wait! No! Don’t leave me here! I’ll put the screens on the house with you! I’ll do anything. I’ll such your dick.”
“Okay, deep breath to myself. Okay, you can do this. It won’t be so bad, it won’t be so bad… oh, Nick! Much like Johnny Depp in the shower, I am here against my will.”
“Well, that’s what it says on every piece of clothing I brought here. Oh, no, please. Uh, Milk, is it? I, uh… I think I’m just gonna head down to the bunk and unpack my duffel bag. What form? I don’t wanna suck my dad’s dick.”
“Yeah, same UV shirt. You know, my mom is terrified of everything as well. What are the odds? My aunt also died of skin cancer! Um, idiot, that was a lie I told ’cause I was addicted to porn. Wonderful! Okay, let me ask you this. What type of porn made you, you know, messy the computer chair in your family room? Svetlana! Oh, my gosh! I bought her a mini-fridge. That’s amazing! I also sent my cousin a dick pic. Sounds like your grandma stayed fertile for a long time.”
“Don’t mind if I do, Seth by Chocolate. I’m sorry, I’ll work on that. Hey, Seth Amphetamine, can I show you something? Be honest. What do you think of the bandanna? Is it too, you know, David Foster Wallace? Yes! Nick, you’re kinda being an asshole. Nick, Nick. I think maybe you’re just hungry. Do you… do you want a duck egg?”
Maury the Hormone Monster (Nick Kroll)
“I love it here. You should see if Aiden needs any sunscreen on his dick and ass. I’ll tell you what’s not cool: melanoma on your tuchus.”
“We hate camp. It stinks like trees. And the boy only likes to poop at home! Whoa, Andrew, you gotta talk to me before you offer to blow your dad. There’s a form you have to fill out, buddy.”
“Look at that little shit, cutting his spaghetti with a fork and knife. Twirl it with a spoon, you fucking child.”
“Constance. I couldn’t agree more. Mm. I love a country breakfast. Andrew, I found that form you wanted. For sucking your dad’s dick. Well, then why did I bring my notary pubic? What the hell? He got the job? What am I gonna do? I’m gonna call my agent. He said I was ‘in the mix.’ Hey, yeah, this is Mo Beverley for Adam. Yeah, I’ll hold for a long time.”
“I don’t wanna go in. The water looks cold and brown, and I know the bottom’s gonna be squeeshy! Andrew, this kid’s likable. I like him. God, I love this kid. Shit! You got him with the duck egg! He looked at your nut. This summer rules! Yeah. Wah-wah! Run away, you backstabbing bitch baby! Oh! That feels good. Stick the other one in and pry me open. Ooh! My proctologist is never gonna believe I didn’t do this to myself.”
Jay Bilzerian
“What’s up, my fellow LBGTQ-ties? Well, well, well. I see my reputation precedes me. Yeah. Hardest frencher in my grade. Cannonball! Lola, I have never felt more seen. So, what do you think? How are we gonna do this? Me on you? You on me? Underwater 69? I guess I just I don’t feel like that’s our best chance at winning. You’d made a pretty sturdy base. No offense! You’re just on my ‘sturdy under 30’ list. You’re body’s a triangle, and that is the strongest shape known to man. Listen, I just think if we wanna win, you’d be a better bottom. I don’t care if you’re a girl! I’ll kill you right now! Oh, yeah? Well, she farted shit! What the fuck? You busted my nose, you asshole!”
“No, magicians do tricks, Lola, we don’t turn them. I fuck for free. Uh, I’m making a bomb by pouring Baba Booey boner pills into a Monster Energy drink. Good call. Here we go! Holy shit! Run, Lola, run!”
“How do you know they’re doing muay thai? Basically. Except when my brothers drop by and fart in my mouth. Well, sure, of course. You gotta hide those hand-gums. Oh, yeah! It’s so much better than that gay public pool, which by the way, I’m allowed to say now because I’m bi. Not at all. Yeah. I love that idea! Let’s build our own pool. Right here! We could use my dad’s grave scoopers. Ugh! This one’s still got lye on it. Be careful. My dad Breaking Bads people all the time.”
“Yeah. You’re, like, an amazing digger. What the hell? Okay! Shut up! Lola’s a girl. She’s pretty, and she’s not good at anything. Yeah. Here we go! Holy shit! That was… so hot. I want you to protect the shit outta me. I’m gonna push your tongue out a fucking window.”
Lola Skumpy (Nick Kroll)
“Jay, the Devins are doing a chicken fight. I need a partner, and you look lonely and strong. I don’t know. What? Obviously, I’m on top. I’m the girl. What do you mean? What the fuck did you just say? What? What? I think you’d be a better bottom because of how bisexual you are. You’ll be the second person I’ve drowned! He started it! Fuck you, Jay! You ruined my summer!”
“Oh. It’s, like, you. Dismount. Kickstand. Stay. What, are you, like, turning tricks in the parking lot? So then, like, what is the meaning of this? You know, if you really want that thing to explode, try adding a pinch of my mom’s Ukranian diet pills. Yes! Everything must break! No, Jay! Jump in my basket, Jay.”
“It’s so cool you get to watch those people do naked muay thai! Land. Stay. And now something that’s been, like, bugging me for almost minutes. Are you, like, alone all the time? Well, my mom only really comes home to hide hand-gums for her boyfriends. Hay, no offense, but your house is, like, no joke, like, amazing. I don’t even get what that is for guys. Is that, like, when the same actor plays twins in a movie? And, like, on that note, like, we should build our own pool! Oh, my God, did your dad Breaking Bad someone back here?”
“It was honestly cool how those two skeletons we found were hugging each other. You stupid turd! How many times do I have to tell you I’m a girl? We’re not supposed to be strong and good at work. We’re supposed to be pretty and delicate, like big old fake tits. Jay! Reverse Chicken 69! Nobody pissed on Lola Ugfuglio Skumpy! Ugh! You think that was hot? You should taste my mouth. Let’s protect the shit out of each other. Oh, my God, you french so hard.”
Leah Birch (Kat Dennings)
“Okay, Steve, I’ve got this. You two, no fighting in the pool. That’s it! You’re both banned for the whole summer.”
Seth Goldberg (Seth Rogen)
“Nick Birch! The Westchester Molester. Dude, wait, check it out. I found a duck egg. Feel how smooth it is. But wait. But taste it. They taste like regular eggs. They taste like regular eggs! Oh, Nick, look a mongoose is trying to eat the duck egg.”
“Yo, Nick, check it out. I brought Canadian Swedish fish just for us. Yeah, that’s… it’s ’cause it’s fish. Is he coming back to camp? I haven’t heard from him all year. What are you talking about, Milk? Yeah, we fucking know! Holy shit. What happened, Gabe? You know what, everyone? I’m just gonna ask the thing that we’re all thinking but not asking. What does your crotch look like? I know. Someone had to. But what is my mom slurping off? Bob Reedy. Shut the fuck up, Milk!”
“Wait a minute. You’re Andrew Glouberman? Dude! You’re school ‘me!’ I’m Seth Goldberg! Camp ‘you!’ Have a seat, man. Milk, fuck off. Get lost.”
“Hey, we’re twinsies! Yeah, my mom makes me wear these ’cause she’s afraid of, like, everything. Well, to be fair, my aunts died of melanoma. Whoa! I got addicted to porn this year too! It was pretty painful. Well, like, I started on stepmom stuff, and then I found this Russian webcam chick, Svetlana– no way! I bought her one of those Green Egg barbecue smokers. Well, if sending your cousin a picture of your girthy hog is gross… …then I am 26 times gross. Technically it was my aunt, but she was one of those young aunts.”
“Go fish, Drew-dog. Oh, yeah– I think it’s a little more like David Foster Fabulous! Okay. What? What is your problem this summer, dude? Hey! You need at least three people for a proper circle jerk. Otherwise, it’s a double toss-off. Yeah, dude. Dude, weird thing to say.”
Harry
“Hello, boys. I’m your counselor, Harry. I know my accent founds fancy, but I put my short shorts, black socks and sandals on just like you, with the help of two butlers. Just kidding. I grew up poor. That’s why I’m working here as a servant to children. Can’t wait. Cheers to that. But first, I’m meant to introduce you to a new camper. This is Natalie. Natalie. You see, kids, gender is like pasta. There’s many different shapes and sizes. Shut the fuck up, Milk. Now, I’m sure you all have questions, right? And without consulting Natalie, I’m simply gonna open up the floor for a free-for-all, like a session of Parliament. I feel good about this. Well, then, that went terribly, but at least I’ve come out unscathed. Now, I believe there’s a clogged toilet calling my name. ‘Oh, Harry!’ I’m coming, toilet.”
“Do you like my swim trunks? They’re ‘Michael Caine’ for Marks and Spencer. Now let’s make like a tea bag and bob around in the water for a bit.”
Milk
“Last summer Gabe urinated in my liquid soap. My dad’s friend Bob Reedy got me an iPod shuffle. I’m just saying it plays music. One time my dad’s friend Bob Reedy opened a can of spaghetti, but there were ravioli inside– your buttocks remain the same, correct? I know someone with a toilet. It’s my dad’s friend– hey, what gives, man? Ow!”
“It’s actually time for my activity, so in fact, you’re doing me a favor. It is.”
Natalie
“I’m not new. Hey, guys. No, it’s not. You’re making it worse. Um… Please call me Natalie now. I wanted you guys to hear it from me that I’m transgender. I use she/her pronouns. I’m sure you’re all comfortable with this, right? No, I’m staying in the girls’ bunk. Yep. You figured out my master plan. The fuck? Do you pee lying down? My crotch looks like the back of your mom’s head while she’s slurping me off. Shut the fuck up, Milk! Shut the fuck up, all of you. Eat my fucking asshole!”
“Hey, everyone. It’s ‘Natalie,’ actually. Hey, Jessi. This bunk is already way better. The boys were such scrotes. Oh, sorry. I apologize. Uh… oh, shit, do I get to keep this? Now, this feels offensive. Yes, thank you. No! stop it! Stop dressing me up! You know what? I’ll just wear my own clothes. Excuse me?”
“I just really wanna go home. I tried being strong, and it did not work, so please, just let me go.”
“Are you here to tell me I’m butch or ask me what my crotch looks like? Uh, yeah. I used to love it here. Last summer, the boys threw me a pizza party when I pissed in Milk’s liquid soap. That I was a girl? Kinda. I mean, this is gonna sound weird, but when I started going through puberty, it was like this monster showed up.”
“No! Get away from me, you horny psycho! I think maybe I’m gay. So did I. But then I sand this duet with the ghost of Freddie Mercury– and I realized that didn’t feel right either. It was something more than that. I don’t know. I just know I hate you and what you’re doing to my body.”
“It was like I was vibrating at this weird frequency all the time. But then I found this forum for trans kid. And it was like, ‘that’s who I am.’ So I told my parents. Sort of, yeah. But then my mom started listening to Lady Gaga, and sadly, that’s what made her coming around. So we decided I should go on hormone blockers… and now I’m here, and the boys are dicks, and the girls are also dicks, but, like– yes! What is up with that? Really? You wanna be friendskis with me? Okay.”
“All right, the trick here is, the first cup of shit we’ll hide someplace where the boys can easily find it. But the second cup we’re gonna hide up in the rafters. Whoa, you shit in the cup? I just picked up some raccoon poop from the woods. I’m just kidding, it’s from my ass. Cheers.”
Tito the Anxiety Mosquito
“Look at them. They hate you. The camp clearly did not that detailed email from your mother. Say something already! Oh, God. This is a disaster, but don’t cry. They’ll think you’re weak, and they’ll pounce.”
“No! Don’t get mad at them. Just agree with them now and then think about this for the rest of your life.”
“Oh, no! Are you having a panic attack? Me! I did! I’m Tito, the anxiety mosquito! I’m sorry. People hate it when I do that. They hate it when I do everything. But do I stop? No! Zing! I’m so sorry, but I can’t stop. You killed me! I get it. I’m the worst. But so are you. And so does Seth. They’re probably making fun of you right now. Here’s what they are definitely saying. ‘Nick is a little whiny baby!’ ‘Let’s jerk off on his pillow.’ You’re gonna have the worst summer. Everyone’s gonna hate you. They’re gonna know you’re a selfish little prick who has a little prick that nobody wants to fuck. You’re gonna die a virgin. All alone! As the world explodes from global warming! You dead, lonely little virgin!”
Coach Steve (Nick Kroll)
“All right. Now that school’s asleep, I’m lifeguard Coach Steve, which is why my pepperoni nipples are so cooked. They’re curling at the edges and filled with oil! Hey, hey, hey, hey! No monkey business in the pool, okay? Unless of course, you know, you’re a monkey and you’re doing business. Congratulations on your banana deal. Hey, hey, hey, I don’t wanna hear any more cursing from you two. Unless, of course, you’re U2 cursing. Congratulations on your banana deal with Apple.”
Aiden
“I can’t believe we’re spending the summer at a public pool. Oh, my God. Is this Jay? Matthew said you kissed him like you were trying to push his tongue out a window.”
Matthew
“Oh, come on. It’s kitschy fun. There’s an old woman swimming laps in a wedding gown and smoking. Maury, I said you could come to the pool with us, but you gotta be cool. Ugh!”
Barbara Glouberman
“Marty, maybe we should just take him back. Bye, sweetie. Don’t try anything.”
Marty Glouberman
“And give in to my enemy? No! It’s you. And I’ve already paid this small, insignificant man. He has my check in his hot little hands. You’re staying.”
Devin LeSeven
“You guys are going down. Devon, focus! Lola, I think he’s afraid you’re gonna drown him.”
Devon
“Oh! I’m already a winner. I got my wife’s goosh on my neck.”
City Girl
“Jessi, I heard you’re moving to the city. We gotta get you Manhattan-ready. Okay, let’s start with this sheet mask. Oh, no. We put it on upside down. Oops. Your eyes are lower now. It’s fine. We’ll just paint your eyebrows really thick.”
“Wait… Gabe? That is so cool. So, tell me, what kind of girl is this ‘Natalie?’ Shh! Don’t answer. I see… Hari Nef. Fashion Week. Gucci. I see snakes everywhere. No offense, and not to be a bitch, but your current look is pretty butch.”
Camp Dude #1
“Hey, whose bed is this? Shut the fuck up, Milk. Do you pee standing up or lying down? That was my question. Please just tell us if you have a dick. Shut the fuck up, Milk!”
Camp Dude #2
“I think it’s Gabe’s. No one’s seen him yet. Yeah, Milk, and it was fucking hilarious. Nice, nice. So this is all a scam so you can just watch, you know, girls change and stuff? Thank you! Shut the fuck up, Milk!”
City Girl 2
“It’s gonna raise your eyes.”
“Yaas, queen! Go off, girlboss! Pussyhat slay! Now, that sounds like a girl. Caitlyn Jenner. Silk bustier, MAGA hat, brave.”
City Girl 3
“Okurrr. Scrotes? Ew. What is that? What are you saying? Don’t talk like that. Nope. Snakes are phallic, and that’s offensive. We need something inclusive. Think Karlie Kloss. Ooh, with dreadlocks, full geisha. In a wheelchair. What if we just went classic? What’s your problem? Yeah, don’t you wanna, like, pass as a girl or whatever?”
Notary Pubic
“Uh, yeah, just happy to get out of the house. Not as many people sucking their dad’s dick around here these days.”
Rick the Hormone Monster
“Monster Energy drink! Brings out the monster in you, baby! Yeah! What are you gonna do?”
Business Monkey
“Oh, thank you, Steve.”
Bono
“Well, shite, Steve. Thanks.”
U2
“This pool is fuckin’ great.”
Camp Counselor
“He’s right, Andrew.”
Camp Counselor 2
“Hey, guys, this is Natalie. She’ll be in our bunk this summer. She is trans, so, everybody, just, uh, fucking be cool.”
“Come on, Natalie, it’s only been one day. I really wanna go on Birthright, but I’m not Jewish. We both just have to be strong.”
Store Employee
“You little shits! That few right into my butt! It’s still on fire! My proctologist is never gonna believe I didn’t do this to myself.”
Muay Thai
“Muay! Muay!”
Muay Thai 2
“Thai! Thai!”
Jay’s Dog
“Pool. Pool. I can’t help but think I’ll be the one maintaining the pool.”
Hormone Monster 1
“All right, buddy, we’re gonna give you broad, hairy shoulders and a high fucking ass! Oh! And you’re gonna get more pussy than a no-kill animal shelter. What’s your fucking problem, kid? Nobody likes puberty! That’s why they made the fucking show!”
“All right, let’s get you some toe hair. What the–? Fuck you! I was gonna make you such a man. You were gonna have dry knees, and the confidence to wear flip-flops with long fucking nails. And now you’ll never write for Bill Maher!”
The Ghost of Freddie Mercury
“♪ Be gay, totally gay ♪ “
Jay’s brother 1
“Hey, Jay, who’s your new boyfriend? Hope we don’t accidentally piss on you.”
Jay’s brother 2
“Is that right? I get it. You guys are digging us a giant toilet. Thanks!”
Missy Foreman-Greenwald
Cyrus Foreman (Jordan Peele)
Jessi’s Vagina (Kristen Wiig)
Lena (Lena Waithe)
Michael Angelo (Sterling K. Brown)
Mona (Thandie Newton)
