An adventurous young girl uses her imagination to escape her reality, that is quickly spinning out of reach.

Beezus: Who could ever love someone named Beezus?
Ramona Quimby: Jesus?
Beezus: [From Trailer] Ramona, you're your own person. You don't care about coloring inside the lines.
Ramona Quimby: It really depends on the picture.
Henry Huggins: [From Trailer] But, she keeps you on your toes.
Beezus: You are so welcome to borrow her for, like, ten years.
Bob Quimby: Ramona, your sister has a report card. Doesn't that mean you should have one too?
Ramona Quimby: Uh... No.
Ramona Quimby: [Watching a commercial, reciting the slogan] "Royal Peanut Butter: There's a bit of magic in every jar"!
Bob Quimby: Is that one of your favorites? That's the rack we gotta get you into, 'cause those TV kids make millions.
Ramona Quimby: Beezus, do you think I could be in a commercial like that?
Beezus: [Fixing Ramona's hair with a curling iron] Sure, you'd make a great frog.
Ramona Quimby: Hey!
Beezus: Hold still. I'm almost done.
Ramona Quimby: It's picture-perfect, right?
Beezus: Let's be realistic, Ramona. This is a curling iron, not a magic wand.
[She puts the curling iron down and holds up a mirror for Ramona to see what her new hairdo looks like]
Beezus: But, all things considered, I'd say you've never looked better.
Ramona Quimby: I love it! Thanks, Beezus!
Bob Quimby: So, Beezus, suppose I told you that when I pulled up by the house tonight I saw your old buddy Henry staring at it like he left something important inside of it.
Dorothy Quimby: Henry Huggins? I haven't heard that name in a while. Isn't he the boy that used to eat dirt in the backyard?
Bob Quimby: Yeah.
Beezus: He doesn't do that anymore!
Bob Quimby: Ooh, if I didn't know better, I'd say somebody's got a crush.
Beezus: Can we please talk about something else?
Dorothy Quimby: Well, there is that dance coming up. Maybe he wants to ask you to it.
Bob Quimby: Well, if he's gonna ask my daughter to dance, he better have some moves. Can the old dirt-eater do this?
[Mr. Quimby starts dancing very badly. Ramona and Mrs. Quimby laugh]
Beezus: [Embarrassed. Playfully throws a towel at Mr. Quimby] Oh, I hope not! Stop! Mom!
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Mrs. Meacham: [to Ramona] I hope you are enjoying third grade. You may be here for a while.
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Bob Quimby: [to Ramona] Why don't we draw the longest picture ever?
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Beezus: [to Ramona] Every princess needs a little sparkle.
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Howie Kemp: [to Ramona] We saw your underpants!