Sister Caroline Mary: Did the vet really say that, Sister?
Unnamed Sister: Why do you ask, Sister?
Sister Caroline Mary: I mean, did he really say that if she came round from her sleep, she would recover.
Unnamed Sister: I don't know what you mean. I don't remember the vet's exact words...
Sister Caroline Mary: Because I think, Sister, that Mildred is really a Miles. I think he's a tom. He's big enough. He looks like a strong chap. I wonder if he'll stay.
— Stray
"Your 'boy' dragon is a girl dragon!"
— Ruffnut, How to Train Your Dragon: Homecoming,
Maude Spellbody: "But he's..."
Algernon Rowan-Webb: "A mother!"
"'He' was a she!"
— Milly, Molly Animated Adaptation, "Harry's Mouse"
"You can't call him... her 'Tom' anymore."
— Sophie's Father, SOPHIE
"I don't think Bert is a boy. I think Bert has had babies."
"Her babies?! Kevin's a girl?!"
— Russell, Up
Lisa: I always thought Frank was a strange name for a female spider.
Lincoln: Frank's a girl?
Lisa: Mm-hmm. I can tell from the markings. Plus, female spiders always get sluggish before they give birth.
Clyde: Frank's gonna be a mommy?
— The Loud House, "Along Came a Sister"
"What the hell? "Spleens is going into labor?" What the h— how? Spleens, how the hell did you get pregnant?! Oh, it was the one time you got out... you little ho."
—Gray upon learning that Spleens is a female cat.
Harold: "I guess Crackers wasn't sick after all! He was pregnant!"
George: "But Crackers is a BOY! Boys can't lay eggs!"
Harold: "Maybe Crackers is a girl."
George: "Oh, yeah... I guess that would make more sense."
— Captain Underpants and the Revolting Revenge of the Radioactive Robo-Boxers
George: Pack me a small suitcase, will you, Rogers? Also my compliments to the cook, and will she oblige me with a loan of the cat. Dick Whittington, you know. When you set out to become a Lord Mayor, a cat is essential.
Rogers: I'm sorry, sir, but the cat is not available at the present moment.
George: How is that?
Rogers: A family of eight, sir. Arrived this morning.
George: You don't say so. I thought its name was Peter.
Rogers: So it is, sir. A great surprise to all of us.
George: A case of careless christening and the deceitful sex, eh? Well, well, I shall have to go catless. Pack up those things at once, will you?
Rogers: I'm sorry, sir, but the cat is not available at the present moment.
George: How is that?
Rogers: A family of eight, sir. Arrived this morning.
George: You don't say so. I thought its name was Peter.
Rogers: So it is, sir. A great surprise to all of us.
George: A case of careless christening and the deceitful sex, eh? Well, well, I shall have to go catless. Pack up those things at once, will you?
