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Matilda is 1996 film about a young girl who is extremely smart and loves reading, but faces difficulties in life in the form of her disapproving parents and her terrifying headmistress at school. Matilda soon finds that she has telekinetic powers - she can control things with her mind.

Directed by Danny DeVito. Written by Nicholas Kazan, based on the novel by Roald Dahl.
Somewhere inside all of us is the power to change the world.

Dialogue

Narrator: Everyone is born, but not everyone is born the same. Some will grow to be butchers, or bakers, or candlestick makers. Some will only be really good at making Jell-O salad. One way or another, though, every human being is unique, for better or for worse. Most parents believe their children are the most beautiful creatures ever to grace the planet. Others take a "less emotional" approach.
Harry Wormwood: What a waste of time.
Zinnia Wormwood: And painful.
Harry Wormwood: And expensive! $9.25 for a bar of soap?!
Zinnia Wormwood: Well, I had to take a shower, Harry!
Harry Wormwood: $5,000?! I'm not payin' it! What are they gonna do, repossess the kid?

Narrator: Harry and Zinnia Wormwood lived in a very nice neighborhood, in a very nice house. But they were not really very nice people.

Narrator: By the time she was four, Matilda had read every magazine in the house. One night she got up her courage, and asked her father for something she desperately wanted.
Harry Wormwood: A book?! What do you want a book for?
Matilda: To read.
Harry Wormwood: To read?! Why would you want to read when you got the television set sitting right in front of ya? There's nothin' you can get from a book that you can't get from a television faster.

Harry Wormwood: Any packages come today?
Matilda: Mm-mm.
Harry Wormwood: [noticing her books] Where'd all this come from?
Matilda: The library.
Harry Wormwood: The library?! You've never set foot in a library. You're only four years old!
Matilda: Six-and-a-half.
Harry Wormwood: You're four!
Matilda: Six-and-a-half!
Harry Wormwood: If you were six-and-a-half, you'd be in school already!
Matilda: I want to be in school. I told you I was supposed to start school in September. You wouldn't listen.
Harry Wormwood: Get up. Get up. Get out of here. And give me that book.
[he drags Matilda, throwing the book aside, to where Zinnia is.]
Harry Wormwood: Dearest pie, how old is Matilda?
Zinnia Wormwood: Four.
Matilda: I'm six-and-a-half, Mommy.
Zinnia Wormwood: Five, then.
Matilda: I was six in August.
Harry Wormwood: You're a liar.
Matilda: I want to go to school!
Harry Wormwood: School?! It's out of the question. Who would be here to sign for the packages? We can't leave valuable packages sitting out on the doorstep. Now go watch TV like a good kid.
[Matilda leaves]
Zinnia Wormwood: You know, sometimes I think there's something wrong with that girl.
Harry Wormwood: Hmph, tell me about it.

(Harry comes home from a day selling used cars)
Harry Wormwood: I'm great! I'm incredible! Michael, pencil and paper, in the kitchen!
Zinnia Wormwood: Did we sell some cars today?
Harry Wormwood: (grins) Did we!
Zinnia Wormwood: Does that mean we can get that new TV?
Harry Wormwood: Yeah. (to Mike) Son, one day you're going to have to learn your own living. It's time you learned the family business. Sit down. Write this down. All right. The first car your brilliant father sold cost $320. I sold it for $1,158! The second one cost $512. I sold it for $2,269!
Mike: Wait, Dad. You're going too fast.
Harry Wormwood: Just write. The third cost $68. I sold it for $999! And the fourth cost $1,100. I sold it for 7,839 big American boffos!
Zinnia Wormwood: Oh, Harry! (kisses him)
Harry Wormwood: What was my total profit for the day?
Mike: Could you repeat the last one--?
Matilda: (interrupting) $10,265. (long pause) Check it if you don't believe me.
(Harry, Zinnia and Mike all check the paper, and find it to be correct)
Harry Wormwood: You're a little cheat, you saw the paper.
Matilda: From all the way over here?
Harry Wormwood: (pause) Are you bein' smart with me? If you're bein' smart with me, young lady, you're going to be punished.
Matilda: Punished for being smart?
Harry Wormwood: For being a smart aleck! When a person is bad, that person has to be taught a lesson.
Matilda: "Person"?
Harry Wormwood: Get up, get up. [takes her to her room]
Narrator: Harry Wormwood had, unintentionally, given his daughter the first practical advice she could use. He had meant to say, "When a child is bad." Instead he said, "When a person is bad." And thereby introduced a revolutionary idea that children could punish their parents. Only when they deserved it, of course. [ Matilda sneaks into her parents room to change the hair oil to peroxide]]
Harry Wormwood: Michael, come in to my room!
Mike: What?
Harry Wormwood: My boy, today is the day I'm takin' you to the shop. What do you say?
Mike: I don't know. What do you say, Dad?
Harry Wormwood: I say nine tens is the law. People don't buy a car. They buy me. which is why personally I take such pride to my parents. Wild oil hair, clean shave, snappy suit. Now get ready for a big day of learnin', kid! Ha. It's going to be a big day alerted too. We're gonna take all we got. [Harry sprinkles hair oil to his hair unknown to him that it is peroxide]]

Mike: Give me those breakfast cookies.
Zinnia Wormwood: Here.
Harry Wormwood: Okay my boy, hair to the throne. Today, we did all the customer-- [Michael Wormwood is shocked to see the blonde hair]]. What's wrong with you? What are you lookin' at? Lovekins, where's my breakfast.
Zinnia Wormwood: Here we are my heartstrings...AAAGGGHHH!!!! [surprised to see the blonde hair and cereal scatters] Snickerdoodle. What did you do to your hair?
Harry Wormwood: My hair? [goes to the mirror and sses his hair in blonde] AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! [faints while Matilda is holding laughter]

Narrator: Dirty dealings, like buying stolen car parts, never stay secret for long. Especially when the FBI gets involved.
FBI Agent Bob: [into recorder] 9:17, suspect exits domicile.
FBI Agent Bill: I've got 9:18.
FBI Agent Bob: [into recorder] 9:17 is correct.

[Harry fills a car's engine with sawdust]
Harry Wormwood: The sawdust quiets the gears, and lets the motor run as sweet as a nut... for a couple of miles! [snickers]
Matilda: Daddy, that's cheating.
Harry Wormwood: Of course it's cheating! Nobody ever got rich bein' honest.

[As Harry demonstrates his corrupt used car selling business to Mikey]
Matilda: Daddy, you're a crook.
Harry Wormwood: What?!
Matilda: This is illegal!
Harry Wormwood: Do you make money? Do you have a job?
Matilda: No, but don't people need good cars? Can't you sell good cars, Dad?
Harry Wormwood: Listen, you little wiseacre. I'm smart, you're dumb; I'm big, you're little; I'm right, you're wrong! And there's nothin' you can do about it!

[After Matilda uses "Super Super Glue" to attach her father's hat to his head; Zinnia is in the process of removing it]
Harry Wormwood: [ranting at no one in particular] I will not be a figure of ridicule! I want respect and I want it now! AUUUGGHHH!!! GOD!!!
Zinnia Wormwood: I still don't see why you glued your hat on, Harry. I know you say you didn't, but you obviously did.
Harry Wormwood: I did not glue my hat to my head! The hat shrunk, the fibers fused to my hair!
Zinnia Wormwood: Baby, wait a minute. I'm getting it off now. [pulls hat off]]. Oh, my God.
Harry Wormwood: From now on everyone in this house does what I say when exactly when I say it!!!!

And right now we are eating dinner and watching TV.


[Matilda reads during dinner; her father approaches her in irritation]
Matilda: [in a small voice] Hi, Dad.
Harry Wormwood: Are you in this family? [silence] Hello?! Are you in this family?! [turns out her lamp] Dinner time is family time! What is this trash you're readin'?
Matilda: It's not trash, Daddy. It's lovely. It's Moby Dick by [[w:Herman Melville|Herman Melville
Harry Wormwood: ....... MOBY WHAT?!!!!!?!!!! This is filled with trash!
Matilda: It's not mine. It's a library book!
Harry Wormwood: I'm fed up with all this reading. You're a Wormwood. You start acting like one! Sit up and look at the TV!

[After Matilda, through will-power, somehow makes the television explode]
Matilda: I didn't do it!
Harry Wormwood: Of course, you didn't do it, you little twit.
Zinnia wormwood: I told you that was a cheap set, Harry.
Harry Wormwood: It wasn't a cheap set, it was a stolen set!
Narrator: Was it magic or coincidence? She didn't know. It was said that we humans use only a tiny portion of our brain. Matilda may have never discovered a great strength of mind where not in the great events that began on the very next day.

Agatha Trunchbull: I need a car, inexpensive but reliable. Can you service me?
Harry Wormwood: In a manner of speaking, yes. Uh, welcome to Wormwood Motors. Harry Wormwood, owner, founder, whatever.
Agatha Trunchbull: Agatha Trunchbull, principal, Crunchem Hall Elementary School.
Harry Wormwood: Huh?
Agatha Trunchbull: I warn you, sir: I want a tight car, because I run a tight ship.
Harry Wormwood: [slightly nervous] Oh, yeah, huh? Well, uh...
Agatha Trunchbull: My school is a model of discipline! "Use the rod, beat the child!" That's my motto.
Harry Wormwood: Terrific motto!
Agatha Trunchbull: You have brats yourself?
Harry Wormwood: Yeah, I got a boy, Mikey, and one mistake, Matilda.
Agatha Trunchbull: They're all mistakes, children. Filthy, nasty things. Glad I never was one.
Harry Wormwood: Since you're an educator, I'll make you a deal.
Agatha Trunchbull: You'd better.
Harry Wormwood: Let's do business.

Agatha Trunchbull: What are those?!
Amanda Thripp: What's what, Ms. Trunchbull?
Agatha Trunchbull: Hanging down by your ears!
Amanda Thripp: You mean my.... pigtails?
Agatha Trunchbull: Are you a pig, Amanda?
Amanda Thripp: No, Ms. Trunchbull.
Agatha Trunchbull: Do I allow pigs in my school?
Amanda Thripp: My mommy thinks.... they're sweet.
Agatha Trunchbull: Your mommy... is a TWIT!

Agatha Trunchbull: Good to see you, Jen. Good, good, good. Time for one of our little "heart-to-hearts"?
Jenny: Actually, it's about the new girl in my class, Miss Trunchbull. Matilda Wormwood.
Agatha Trunchbull: Her father says she's a real wart.
Jenny: ... A what??
Agatha Trunchbull: A carbuncle. A blister. A festering pustule of malignant ooze!
Jenny: Oh, no. Matilda Wormwood is a very sweet girl, and very bright.
Agatha Trunchbull: [incredulous] A bright child?!
Jenny: Yes. She can multiply large sums in her head.
Agatha Trunchbull: So can a calculator!
Jenny: Well, I think she might be happier in an older, and more advanced class--
Agatha Trunchbull: [sneers] Aaaaaah, I knew it! You can't handle the little viper, so you're trying to foist her off onto one of the other teachers!
Jenny: No, no, no, Miss--
Agatha Trunchbull: Yes! Typical, slothful cowardice! Listen to me, Jen! [takes a shotput] The distance the shotput goes depends upon the effort you put into it! PERSPIRATION! If you can't handle the little brat, I'll lock her in the Chokey! RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!
[The Trunchbull yells and throws the shotput across the room]
Agatha Trunchbull: Get it? One day, Jen, you'll see that everything I do is for your own good... and the good of those PUTRESCENT LITTLE CHILDREN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Zimmia Wormwood: [Matilda comes home from school, excited; Zinnia's on the phone, talking about her kids] Mine are driving me crazy. I'm telling ya, six hours of school a day is not enough.
Matilda: (excitedly) I'll say!

Harry Wormwood: From now on, this family does exactly what I say when exactly when I say it!

Zinnia Wormwood: Look, Miss Snit, a girl does not get anywhere by acting intelligent. I mean, take a look at you and me. You chose books; I chose looks. I have a nice house, a wonderful husband; and you are slaving away teaching snot-nosed children their ABCs. You want Matilda to go to college? (laughs)
Harry Wormwood: College? I didn't go to college. I don't know anybody who did. Bunch of hippies and cesspool salesmen! [chuckles]
Jenny: Don't sneer at educated people, Mr. Wormwood. If you became ill, heaven forbid, your doctor would be a college graduate.
Harry Wormwood: [less smugly] Yeah...
Jenny: Or--or say you were sued for selling a faulty car? The lawyer who defended you would have gone to college too.
Harry Wormwood: [stern] What car?! Sued by who?! Who you been talkin' to?!

Agatha Trunchbull: This boy, Bruce Bogtrotter, is none other than a vicious sneak thief. You're a digusting criminal, aren't you?
Bruce Bogtrotter: I don't know what you're talking about.
Agatha Trunchbull: Cake. Chocolate cake. You slithered like a serpent into the school kitchen and ate my personal snack! (whips riding crop onto table) Do you deny it? Confess!
Bruce Bogtrotter: Well, it's hard for me to remember a specific cake.
Agatha Trunchbull: This one was mine. And it was the most scrumptious cake in the entire world.
Bruce Bogtrotter: My mom's is better.
Agatha Trunchbull: It is, is it? How can you be sure unless you have another piece? Sit down, Bog!

Agatha Trunchbull: Useless, flaming car!!!!!!!! Wormwood! Sell me a lemon?! You're heading for the Chokey, young lady!
Matilda: Chokey?
Agatha Trunchbull: It'll teach you a lesson!
Matilda: What lesson?!
Agatha Trunchbull: You and your father think you can make a fool out of me!
Matilda: My father?!
Agatha Trunchbull: The guy with the stupid haircut!
Matilda: I'm nothing like my father!
Agatha Trunchbull: You're the spitting image! The apple never rots far from the tree!

Jenny: Okay now. Last time, some of you forgot yourselves. Don't speak unless you're spoken to. Don't laugh. Don't smile. Don't even breathe loudly--
Agatha Trunchbull: [entering] Don't breathe at all!

Agatha Trunchbull: I have never been able to understand why small children are so disgusting. They're the bane of my life. They're like insects: they should be got rid of as early as possible! [mimicks spraying a pesticide] My idea of a perfect school... is one in which there are no children at all.

[Jenny rescues Matilda from the Chokey, and brings her back to the classroom; the Trunchbull is holding a boy up by his leg]
Agatha Trunchbull: Next time I tell you to empty your pockets, you'll do it faster, won't you?!
Boy: Yes, Miss Trunchbull!!!!
Agatha Trunchbull: [notices Jenny and Matilda] Ah, Miss Honey. This could be the most interesting thing you've ever done. [drops the boy] Sit down, you squirming worm of vomit!

Agatha Trunchbull: Can you spell?
Amanda Thripp: Miss Honey taught us how to spell a long word yesterday. We can spell "difficulty".
Agatha Trunchbull: You couldn't spell "difficulty" if your life depended on it.
Amanda Thripp: She taught us with a poem.
Agatha Trunchbull: (in mock high-pitched tone) A poem? How sweet. What poem would that be?
Amanda Thripp: Mrs. D, Mrs. I... (gestures to class to join in) Mrs. F-F-I. Mrs. C, Mrs. U., Mrs. L-T-Y.
Agatha Trunchbull: (whips riding crop onto desk) WHY ARE ALL THESE WOMEN MARRIED?! "Mrs. D, Mrs. I"?! You're supposed to be teaching spelling, not poetry!

[The Trunchbull discovers the newt in the glass she was drinking from]
Agatha Trunchbull: Aaaah! It's a snake! It's a snake! One of you tried to poison me! Who?! [Matilda puts her hand up] Oh, Matilda. I knew it.
Matilda: I just thought you'd like to know, it's not a snake. It's a newt.
Agatha Trunchbull: What did you say?
Matilda: It's a newt, Miss Trunchbull.
Agatha Trunchbull: Stand up, you villainous sack of goat-slime! You did this!
Matilda: No, Miss Trunchbull.
Agatha Trunchbull: Did you act alone, or did you have accomplices?!
Matilda: I didn't do it!
Agatha Trunchbull: You didn't like the Chokey, did you?! Thought you'd pay me back, didn't you?! Well, I'll pay you back, young lady!
Matilda: For what, Miss Trunchbull?
Agatha Trunchbull: [furiously] FOR THIS NEWT, YOU PISS-WORM!
Matilda: I'm telling you, I didn't do it!
Agatha Trunchbull: [regains composture] Besides, even if you didn't do it, I'm going to punish you, because I'm big and you're small, and I'm right and you're wrong. And there's nothing you can do about it. You're a liar and a scoundrel! And your father's a liar and a cheat! You're the most corrupt low-lifes in the history of civilization! Am I wrong? I'm never wrong! In this classroom, in this school, I AM GOD!!!
[Matilda, getting more and more angry, concentrates on the glass; suddenly, the glass tips over, pouring the newt onto the Trunchbull]

Matilda: This is the cottage from your story.
Jenny: Yes.
Matilda: The young woman is you!
Jenny: Yes.
Matilda: But then... No.
Jenny: Yes. Aunt Trunchbull.

Matilda: Why don't you run away?
Jenny: I've often thought about it, but I can't abandon my children. And if I couldn't teach, I'd have nothing at all.
Matilda: You're very brave, Miss Honey.
Jenny: Not as brave as you.
Matilda: I thought grown-ups weren't afraid of anything.
Jenny: Quite the contrary. All grown-ups get scared, just like children.
Matilda: I wonder what Miss Trunchbull is afraid of.

Jenny: [sees a painting of Ms. Trunchbull] Oh my. My father's portrait used to hang there.
Matilda: Whoever painted the Trunchbull must have had a strong stomach. A really strong stomach.

[The Trunchbull is on the phone to Harry, right after the car he sold her breaks down]
Agatha Truchbull: WORMWOOD!!! You useless used-car salesman scum! I want you around here now, with another car! Yes, I know what "caveat emptor" means, you low-life liar! I'm going to sue you, I'm going to burn down your showroom, I'm going to take that no-good jalopy you sold me and shove it up your bazooka! When I'm finished with you, you're going to look like roadkill! [pause] "You what"?!

Matilda: Dad?
Harry Wormwood: What do you want?!
Matilda: Yell at me, okay?
Harry Wormwood: ("obliging") SHUT UP AND LEAVE US ALONE!
Matilda: Yell at me again!
Harry Wormwood: Yell at ya?! I'll come in there and pound your miserable hide! What do I have to do to get any respect around here?! I'm gonna give you a tanning like you've never had in your life! My word is my law--
(Before he can reach her, Matilda uses her powers to slam the door shut. She smiles to herself as he is heard raving and hammering on it.)

Mikey: Hey, dip-face, where are you going?
Matilda: Out!
Mikey: Hey, dip face! Have a carrot!
[Mikey flicks a carrot at Matilda, but to his astonishment, she makes it stop in mid-air and fire right into his mouth]
Harry Wormwood: [from offscreen, as Mikey chokes on the carrot] Chew your food, you're an animal!

Jenny: Matilda, you promised you wouldn't go back in that house again.
Matilda: I didn't. I was on the garage roof. [whispering] I did it with my powers.

Agatha Trunchbull: I am here to teach you all a lesson!
[She violently pushes a desk into the wall]
Agatha Trunchbull: Sometimes in life, horrible and unexplainable things happen.
[She pushes another desk into the wall]
Agatha Trunchbull: These things are a test of character!
[She pushes another desk into the wall]
Agatha Trunchbull: And I have character!

Matilda: I love it here! I love my school; it isn't fair! Miss Honey, please don't let them--
Harry Wormwood: [interrupting] Get in the car, Melinda!
Matilda: Matilda!
Harry Wormwood: Whatever.
Matilda: I want to stay with Miss Honey!
Zinnia Wormwood: Miss Honey doesn't want you! Why would she want some snotty, disobedient kid?
Jenny: [extremely serious] Because she's a spectacularly wonderful child, and I love her.
Matilda: Adopt me, Miss Honey! You can adopt me.
Harry Wormwood: Look, I don't have time for all these legalities--
Matilda: One second, Dad. I have the adoption papers. [reveals them]
Zinnia Wormwood: What the--?! Where did you get those?!
Matilda: From a book in the library. I've had them since I was big enough to Xerox.
Zinnia Wormwood: Are you hearing this, Harry?!
Matilda: All you have to do is sign them.
Mikey: [from the car] I'll be an only child again!
Harry Wormwood: [frustrated] Shut up! I-- I can't think with all these sirens!
[Police sirens are heard nearby, indicating that the police are after Harry]
Harry Wormwood: [calms, then turns to Zimmia] What do you think, Bumpkin?
Zinnia Wormwood: [turns to Matilda uneasily] ... You were the only daughter I ever had, Matilda. And I never understood you, not one little bit. [pause] Who's got a pen?

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Matilda
by Hilaire Belloc


Who Told Lies and Was Burned to Death


It made one Gasp and Stretch one's Eyes;
Her Aunt, who, from her Earliest Youth,
Had kept a Strict Regard for Truth,
Attempted to Believe Matilda:
The effort very nearly killed her,
And would have done so, had not She
Discovered this Infirmity.
For once, towards the Close of Day,
Matilda, growing tired of play,
And finding she was left alone,
Went tiptoe to the Telephone
And summoned the Immediate Aid
Of London's Noble Fire-Brigade.
Within an hour the Gallant Band
Were pouring in on every hand,
From Putney, Hackney Downs, and Bow.
With Courage high and Hearts a-glow,
They galloped, roaring through the Town,
'Matilda's House is Burning Down!'
Inspired by British Cheers and Loud
Proceeding from the Frenzied Crowd,
They ran their ladders through a score
Of windows on the Ball Room Floor;
And took Peculiar Pains to Souse
The Pictures up and down the House,
Until Matilda's Aunt succeeded
In showing them they were not needed;
And even then she had to pay
To get the Men to go away!

It happened that a few Weeks later
Her Aunt was off to the Theatre
To see that Interesting Play
The Second Mrs. Tanqueray.
She had refused to take her Niece
To hear this Entertaining Piece:
A Deprivation Just and Wise
To Punish her for Telling Lies.
That Night a Fire did break out--
You should have heard Matilda Shout!
You should have heard her Scream and Bawl,
And throw the window up and call
To People passing in the Street--
(The rapidly increasing Heat
Encouraging her to obtain
Their confidence) -- but all in vain!
For every time she shouted 'Fire!'
They only answered 'Little Liar!'
And therefore when her Aunt returned,
Matilda, and the House, were Burned.


Wiktionary

Up to date as of January 14, 2010

Definition from Wiktionary, a free dictionary

See also matilda

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English

Alternative spellings

Etymology

Name of medieval royalty, Latinized form of Old High German maht,meht "might" + hild "battle".

Proper noun

Singular
Matilda

Plural
-

Matilda

  1. A female given name.

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Quotations

  • 1590, Edmund Spenser, The Faerie Queene: III: iii: 13:
    But wondrously begotten, and begonne
    By false illusion of a guilefull Spright,
    On a faire Ladie Nonne, that whilome hight
    Matilda, daughter to Pubidius,
  • 1844 George Payne Rainsford James: Rose D'Albret, Or, Troublous Times, a Romance. Harper 1844. page 20:
    Countess of Laussitz - Matilda, too, by the mark! A good name, a marvellous good name, is not, Algernon? Musical, pretty, soft, smoothing, loveable. - - - many a fair prospect is spoiled by the mistake in the name. Call Matilda Joan, or Louisa Deborah, and you are ruined forever!
  • 1990 Alice Munro: Friend of My Youth.Stories. ISBN 0679729577 page 187:
    At one time Joan invented other names for her. 'Matilda' brought to mind dingy curtains, gray tent flaps, a slack-skinned old woman. How about Sharon? Lilliane? Elizabeth? Then, Joan didn't know how, the name Matilda became transformed. It started shining like silver. The "il" in it was silver. But not metallic. In Joan's mind the name gleamed now like a fold of satin.

Translations


Finnish

Proper noun

Matilda (stem Matild-*)

  1. A female given name, cognate to English Matilda

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Swedish

Alternative spellings

Proper noun

Matilda

  1. A female given name, cognate to Matilda.

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Wikispecies

Up to date as of January 23, 2010

From Wikispecies

Taxonavigation

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Cladus: Eukaryota
Supergroup: Unikonta
Cladus: Opisthokonta
Regnum: Animalia
Subregnum: Eumetazoa
Cladus: Bilateria
Cladus: Nephrozoa
Cladus: Protostomia
Cladus: Ecdysozoa
Phylum: Arthropoda
Subphylum: Chelicerata
Classis: Arachnida
Ordo: Araneae
Subordo: Opisthothelae
Infraordo: Araneomorphae
Taxon: Neocribellatae
Series: Entelegynae
Superfamilia: Araneoidea
Familia: Cyatholipidae
Genus: Matilda
Species: M. australia

Name

Matilda Forster, 1988

Gender

?

Synonyms

  • Matilda Forster, in Forster, Millidge & Court, 1988

Type species

References

  • Forster, R.R.; Millidge, A.F.; Court, D.J. 1988: The spiders of New Zealand. Part VI. Cyatholipidae, Linyphiidae, Araneidae. Otago Museum bulletin, (6)

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Simple English

Matilda (or Mathilda) is a female name. It may refer to:








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