A Cinderella Story
Shelby: What can I get that has no carbs, no sugar, and is fat free?
Sam: Uh, water.

Sam's Dad: Never let the fear of striking out, keep you from playing the game.

Sam: So... Who'd you guys pay to make your cars so dirty?
Brianna: Excuse me? Like, what are you, the Dirt Police?
Gabriella: [laughs] Yeah! The Dirt Police! Like, excuse me miss, do you know how fast your dirt was going?
Brianna: You should've stopped at the Dirt Police.

Carter: Have no fear! Zorro is here! And he's got the keys to his dad's Mercedes!

Fiona: Is this the Norwegian Salmon that I asked for? Because I need my omega 3s.
Sam: Only the Best.
Fiona: Mmm. I can tell. You know it costs a fortune to fly that stuff in from Norwegia.

Sam: Austin? What are you doing?
Austin: Something I should have done a long time ago.
[he kisses her, it starts to rain, they both look up]
Austin: Sorry I waited for the rain.
Sam: It's okay.
[they continue kissing; shot moves to Carter in stands]
Carter: Huh, you gotta love high school.

Mrs. Wells: You stop that right now, Ryan, you're a very bad boy, and that's a terrible shirt!

Aquamarine
Marjorie: You're never going to get a tan wearing all of those clothes!
Hailey: Or Skin Cancer.
Patty: Please, we don't even smoke!

Hailey: [walking past Leonard with Claire] he knows what you did last summer!

Aquamarine: Let's go find Raymon!
[giggles]
Aquamarine: [She runs off]
Hailey: Wait! You need shoes!
Claire: And undies!

Aquamarine: [in mall] HELLO!
[people stare]
Claire: [tries to hide herself and gives Aqua a questioning look]
Aquamarine: Why go through life unnoticed?

Bridge to Terabithia
Scott Hoager: So I guess you're the fastest kid in school now, huh?
[Jesse makes a fist at him]
Scott Hoager: It was a joke, dude!
[punches him hard into a wall]
Scott Hoager: Are you nuts?

Leslie Burke: My dad says that TV destroys brain cells.
Scott Hoager: Your dad doesn't know anything. We watch TV like every day!
Leslie Burke: I rest my case.

Leslie Burke: [seeing Jesse smiling at Ms. Edmonds, bends down] Why don't you take a picture, it'll last longer.

Jesse Aarons: [crying] Is it like the Bible says? Is she going to Hell?
Jack Aarons: I don't know everything about God, but I do know he's not going to send that little girl to Hell.
Jesse Aarons: [sobs] Then I'm going to Hell, because it's all my fault.
Jack Aarons: Don't you think that, even for a minute.

Jesse Aarons: [squogres come] Where are the Terabithian warriors when you need em?
Leslie Burke: I don't know!
Jesse Aarons: [Terabithian warrior comes] Great! Now there's three of us!

Mrs. Myers: When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to forget... So I realize, that if it's hard for me, how much harder it must be for you.

Mrs. Myers: If any of you try to download an essay off of the internet, you will be downloaded into detention.

Jesse Aarons: [pauses, then walks up to Ms. Edmunds's car] Ms. Edmunds?
Ms. Edmonds: [gasps] He speaks!

Brother Bear
Rutt: Hey, don't go near this patch here, eh. Something went in here.

Koda: [playing with his reflection in an iceberg] Skinny... fat! Skinny... fat!

Rutt: Oh, gee! I think he's seen us, eh! Now what?
Tuke: Act like we're not here.
Rutt: Oh. Ah, we're not here!

[Kenai looks back to see Denahi laughing silently at him]
Kenai: [whispering] Who wants to trade?
Tanana: There is NO trading!
[smacks him over the head]

Mabel: If only EDGAR was alive.
Edgar: I told you woman I'm right here.

Bo: I guess it's our turn. This is the year I met the MOST gorgeous...
Nookie: No... YOU'RE gorgeous.
Bo: You're gorgeous... -ER.

[Tuke is "driving" a mammoth]
Tuke: Get out, eh. I'm driving.
Rutt: Wha... when can I have a turn, eh?
Tuke: It's not as easy as it looks. Now just watch what I do, okay?
Rutt: Well, let's get a back seat or something. It looks like ya hunted me.

[while prancing around throwing flowers]
Denahi: Kenai loves me, he loves me not. Kenai loves me, he loves me not...

Tuke: How's it going, bear?
Kenai: Don't call me that.
Tuke: Sorry, um... Mister Bear?

Koda: When I get in a fight, I go all crazy, and I'm a raging ball of brown fur!

[Kenai tells Denahi he wants to remain a bear to watch over Koda]
Kenai: But... Denahi...
Denahi: It's all right, Kenai. No matter what you choose, you'll always be my little brother.
[they hug and Kenai transforms back into a bear]
Denahi: Whoa... Did I say little?

[Kenai tells Denahi his choice to stay a bear and look after Koda]
Kenai: He needs me.
Denahi: You know, you did look better as a bear...

Koda: If the snow's white, then it's all right. Yellow or green, it's just not clean. I learned that one the hard way.

Kenai: I'm not a bear. I hate bears.
Rutt: Well, gee, eh, you're one big beaver.

Tuke: I love... dew.
Rutt: I love dew too.

Mabel: This year, I lost my dear husband, Edgar.
Edgar: Stop tellin' everyone I'm dead!

[arguing with his echo]
Ram: Hey, Shut up!
Echo: Hey, Shut up!
Ram: No, you shut up!
Echo: No, you shut up!
[later]
Ram: [tired] No... YOU shut up!
Echo: No... YOU shut up!

[to his brother]
Rutt: Sorry! You've been replaced with my dear brother... gee, I forget you name, what's your name again...?
Koda: I don't want anymore brothers.
Rutt: See? He's had enough of you too, eh.

Rutt: I can't believe you totaled a mammoth.
Tuke: Hey, that mountain came out of nowhere.
Rutt: I cannot accept what you have to say
Tuke: Oh come on, it was in my blind spot!

Cars
Filmore: [looking at a stoplight blinking yellow] I'm tellin' you, man, every third blink is slower.
Sarge: The '60s weren't good to you, were they?

Lightning McQueen: I'm a precision instrument of speed and aerodynamics.
Mater: You hurt your what?

[Sarge is raising the flag while playing "Reveille" and Filmore is playing Jimi Hendrix's "Star Spangled Banner" too loud next door]
Sarge: Will you turn that disrespectful junk OFF!
Filmore: Respect the classics, man!

Minny: Oh, for the love of Chrysler! Can we please ask someone for directions?
Van: [deranged] No! there's an on-ramp close! I KNOW it! I can FEEL it! Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha!

Mater: McQueen and Sally parked beneath the tree / K-I-S-somethin'-somethin'-somethin'-T.

Woody Car: [in a parody of Toy Story] YOU ARE A TOY!... CAR!
Buzz Lightyear Car: You are a sad strange little wagon. You have my pity. Farewell!

Mack: What? Did I forget to wipe my mudflaps?

Luigi: On your marks, get set... uno for the money, due for the show, tre to get ready, and quattro to... I can't believe it... go!

Casper
Casper: Come with me if you want to live.

Stinkie, Stretch, Fatso: [brandishing swords] All for one and one for all!
Stretch: Catch your pants before they fall!

Casper: There's a girl, in my bed, YES.

Casper: God, I'd kill for a pinky.

Kat: Drop dead.
Stretch: Too Late.

Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
Willy Wonka: And in that moment I realised; "I must find a... heir/hair".

Mike Teavee: Why is everything here completely pointless?
Charlie Bucket: Candy doesn't have to have a point. That's why it's candy.

Willy Wonka: [sorting through a big bunch of keys] There it is. There it isn't.

Willy Wonka: See children? Everything in this room is eatable. Even I'm eatable! But that, my dear children, is called cannibalism; and that is frowned upon in most societies.

Willy Wonka: [bangs into his elevator] I've got to be more careful where I park this thing.

Grandma Georgina: [the glass elevator crashes through Charlie's house] I think someone's at the door!

Willy Wonka: Fortunately, we have the Great Glass Elevator to
[Runs into elevator and falls]
Willy Wonka: [Getting up] Speed things along.

Grandpa Joe: I used to work at that factory.
Charlie Bucket: You did?
Grandma Josephine: He did.
Grandpa George: He did.
Grandma Georgina: I love grapes.

Willy Wonka: Chewing gum is really gross, chewing gum I hate the most. See? Exactly the same.

Willy Wonka: Don't touch that squirrel's nuts!

Charly
Sam: I was jealous...
Mark Reynolds: mmhmm
Sam: ...and thoughtless...
Mark Reynolds: Don't let me stop you

Charly: Relax, Utah. If you can drive in New York, you can drive anywhere!
[reflecting]
Charly: Of course, I can't drive in New York any more.

Charly: Well, I decided to be fair. We Easterners are noted for our fairness.
Sam: Oh, yeah, I've heard about the Salem witch trials.
Charly: Not bad, Sam. Stick with me, and I will make you a wit. You're halfway there now.

Sam: Get away from her. You... you New Yorker!

Charly: I've been discussing the whole thing with God. We're very close now, He and I.
Sam: Oh, really?
Charly: I said, "Father, Sam's being a jerk."
Sam: And?
Charly: He agreed with me, of course.
Sam: Of course.
Charly: I told Him how you'd broken my heart. He understood about that. "But," I said, "I still love him."
Sam: What did He say?
Charly: He said I was probably a glutton for punishment, but I suppose I've always known that.
Sam: I love you.
Charly: You'd better.

Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe
Mrs. Beaver: You've been sneaking second helpings, haven't you?
Mr. Beaver: Well, you never know if your next meal's going to be your last. Especially with your cooking.

Mrs. Beaver: [When Mr. Beaver shows up with the Pevensies] Those aren't badgers!

Professor Kirke: You seem to have upset the delicate internal balance of my housekeeper.
Peter Pevensie: Sorry sir, it won't happen again.
Susan Pevensie: It's our sister, sir.
Professor Kirke: The weeping girl?
Susan Pevensie: She's upset.
Professor Kirke: Hence the weeping.

Peter Pevensie: Are you with me?
Oreius: To the death.

Susan Pevensie: Why are they all staring at us?
Lucy Pevensie: Maybe they think you look funny.

Mr. Beaver: Peter said, 'Get out of here!'
Edmund Pevensie: Peter's not king yet!

Susan Pevensie: Lucy thinks she's found a magical land...
Professor Kirke: Hmmm.
Susan Pevensie: In the upstairs wardrobe.
Professor Kirke: [eyes widening, he rushes to the children] What? What did you say?
Peter Pevensie: Our sister... she thinks she's found a wood...
Professor Kirke: What was it like?
Susan Pevensie: Like talking to a lunatic...
Professor Kirke: No, no, not her, the wood!
Susan Pevensie: [stares] You don't mean you believe her?
Professor Kirke: And you don't?

[about to charge into battle]
Peter Pevensie: For Narnia! For Aslan!

Mr. Tumnus: Now, are you familiar with any Narnian lullabies?
Lucy Pevensie: Sorry, no.
Mr. Tumnus: Well that's good, because this probably won't sound anything like one.

Mr. Beaver: Come on, hurry up!
Peter Pevensie: If he tells us to hurry up one more time, I am going to make him into a big, fluffy hat.

Lucy Pevensie: It's all right! I'm back! I'm all right!
Edmund Pevensie: Shut up! He's coming!
Peter Pevensie: You know, I'm not sure you two have quite got the idea of this game.

Older Edmund: You all right there, Phillip?
Philip the Horse: [panting] I'm not as young as I once was.

Susan Pevensie: Are you saying we should believe her story?
Professor Kirke: Why not?
Susan Pevensie: Well, it can't be real, logically.
Professor Kirke: Logic? What are they teaching at schools these days?

Lucy Pevensie: [holds out her hand] Pleased to meet you Mr. Tumnus, I'm Lucy Pevensie.
[Mr. Tumnus looks at her hand curiously]
Lucy Pevensie: Oh, you shake it.
Mr. Tumnus: Why?
Lucy Pevensie: I... I don't know.

Susan Pevensie: Did that bird just "pssst" us?

Peter Pevensie: He said he knows the faun.
Susan Pevensie: He's a beaver, he shouldn't be saying anything!

Peter Pevensie: [looking out towards Cair Paravel] Aslan, I'm not who you think I am.
Aslan: You're Peter Pevensie, formerly of Finchley. Beaver also mentioned that you planned on turning him into a hat.

Edmund Pevensie: [horse rears up] Whoa, Horsey.
Philip the Horse: My name is Philip.

[Peter sees Mr. Beaver in the woods and doesn't yet know he can talk]
Peter Pevensie: Here, boy, tsk, tsk, tsk.
[holds out hand]
Mr. Beaver: I'm not going to sniff it if that's what you want.

Cool Runnings
Irv: Our Father, who art in Calgary, Bobsled be thy name. Thy kingdom come, gold medals won, on Earth as it is in Turn Seven. With Liberty and Justice for Jamaica and Haile Selassie. Amen.

Sanka Coffie: I'm freezing my royal Rastafarian nay-nays off!

Derice Bannock: Sanka, you dead?
Sanka Coffie: Ya man.

Sanka Coffie: "The key elements to a successful sled team are a steady driver, and three strong runners to push the sled down the ice." ICE? Ice?
Derice Bannock: Well, it's kind of a winter sport, you know.
Sanka Coffie: You mean winter, as in ice?
Derice Bannock: Kind of.
Sanka Coffie: You mean winter, as in Eskimos and igloos and penguins and ICE?

Sanka Coffie: Greetings, sled god.

Sanka Coffie: I'm the driver.
Irv: You're not. You're the brakeman.
Sanka Coffie: You don't understand, I am Sanka Coffie, I am the best pushcart driver in all of Jamaica! I must drive! Do you dig where I'm coming from?
Irv: Yeah, I dig where you're coming from.
Sanka Coffie: Good.
Irv: Now dig where I'm coming from. I'm coming from two gold medals. I'm coming from nine world records in both the two- and four-man events. I'm coming from ten years of intense competition with the best athletes in the world.
Sanka Coffie: That's a hell of a place to be coming from!

Yul Brenner: [to Junior after he gives the team the money so they can go to the Olympics] Remember, this doesn't mean that I like you.

Yul Brenner: You're going nowhere, Sanka, and you're thrilled to death about it.

British Alliance Member: We must also be concerned about the potential for embarrassment.
Irv: Oh, pardon me. I didn't realize that four black guys in a bobsled could make you blush.

Dante's Peak
Greg: Coffee time! Coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee!

Stan: Isn't this beautiful, nestled all nice and cozy right up against the mountain?
Nancy: Yeah, just like Pompeii.

[slight tremor]
Terry, USGS Crew: Did anybody feel that?
[large tremor throws them about]
Paul Dreyfus: I felt that.

Dreamer
Ben Crane: I read your story.
Cale Crane: The stupid one about the king?
Ben Crane: Yeah, the one about the stupid king.
[pause]
Ben Crane: Look... I make mistakes sometimes, too, Cale.
Cale Crane: [pause] So you like the stupid king?
Ben Crane: Yeah. I like the stupid king.
Cale Crane: I LOVE the stupid king.

Cale Crane: You are a great champion. When you ran the ground shook. The sky opened and mere mortals parted. Parted the way to victory. Where you will meet me in the winner's circle. Where I will lay a blanket of flowers on your back.

Cale Crane: How does she look?
Ben Crane: She looks big.
Cale Crane: Big as in strong?
Ben Crane: No, big as in fat.
Cale Crane: That's mean... That's mean... You shouldn't say that.
Ben Crane: Might be all those popcicles you've been feeding her.
Cale Crane: What?
Ben Crane: Didn't think I knew about that, did ya'?

Prince Sadir: Cale, you look me in the eye and you tell me that you think that your horse has a chance at beating my brother's horse.
Cale Crane: My horse will beat every horse that shows up.

Ella Enchanted
Fan Club Girl: Prince Charmont actually stepped on these tiles!
[a bunch of girls get down and start kissing the floor]
Tour Guide: Girls, stop tonguing the foyer!

Fan Club Girl: Prince Charmont, are you a fast runner?
Char: Not particularly, no. Why?
Fan Club Girl: Get him!
[a mob of girls start chasing Char]

Char: Tell me do you get a kick out of near death experiences?
Ella: No, I was fine, I had things will in hand.
Char: Oh yes, I could see that as you were dangling over the boiling cauldron. No doubt lulling the ogres into a false sense of security.

Fan Club Girl: He tried to kill Prince Char!
Girl: Get him!
Heston: Oh, no!
[Char's fan club start beating him up]
Heston: Ow!

Dame Olga: I want to look 25 at tonight's ball. What do you suggest?
Mandy: A time machine?

NiSSh: How do you like to be eaten? Baked? Boiled? Shish-kabobed?
Ella: How about free range?

Slannen the Elf: I want to be a lawyer.
Benny: I guess that would be in small claims court.

Ella: Look, I think it's only fair to warn you that I'm practiced in the ancient art... of Origami!
Bluto: Paper folding?
Ella: Oh... I was hoping you wouldn't know what that was.

Hattie: Show us where Char showers!
Olive: I bet he showers naked!
[All girls on castle tour scream]

Koopooduk: That's a fine young man you have here.
Ella: Oh, he's not fine - I - I mean, mine. He is fine, but uh-uh-never mind.

Char: Well, that's on our way back to Lamia. We'll accompany you.
Ella: Well, that's not necessary.
Char: But it makes it so much easier rescuing you if I don't have to commute.

Dame Olga: [after Ella has been arrested] A felon in my own family. I could die from embarrassment.
Mandy: [under her breath] Promises, promises.

Emperor's New Groove
[after falling into the alligator pit]
Yzma: Why do we even *have* that lever?

Kuzco: This is Yzma, the emperor's advisor. Living proof that dinosaurs once roamed the Earth.

Kuzco: You know, it's a good thing you're not a big, fat guy or this would be really difficult.

[Kuzko collides with an old man while dancing]
Kuzco: Aargh. You threw off my groove!
Guard: I'm sorry, but you've thrown off the Emperor's groove.
[the old man is thrown out of the palace window]
Old Man: Sorry!

Kuzco: I can't believe this is happening!
Yzma: Then I bet you weren't expecting *this*.
[Yzma pulls up her dress. Kuzco and Pacha scream]
Yzma: [Yzma revealing a knife attatched to her leg] Aha!
[Kuzco and Pacha sigh with relief]
Kuzco: Oh, okay.

Yzma: [squeaky voice] Looking for this?
[clutching her throat]
Yzma: Is that my voice?
[coughs]
Yzma: Is that *my* voice? Oh, well.

Pacha: What happened?
Old Man: Well, I threw off the Emperor's groove.
Pacha: What?
Old Man: His groove! The rhythm in which he lives his life. His pattern of behavior. I threw it off. And the Emperor had me thrown out the window.
Pacha: Oh, really? I'm supposed to see him today.
Old Man: Don't throw off his groove!
Pacha: Oh, okay.
Old Man: Bewaaare, the grooove.
Pacha: Hey, are you gonna be all right?
Old Man: Grooove...

Guard: For the last time, we did not order a giant trampoline.
Delivery Person: You know what, pal, you could have told me that before I set it up.

Kronk: Woohoo. Faster, faster! Yzma, put your hands in the air!

Tipo: Dad! I ate a bug today!
Pacha: Oh! Was Mom baking again? Heh. Don't tell her I said that.
ChiCha: I heard that!

ChiCha: So, remind me again how you're related to Pacha?
Yzma: Why, I'm his third cousin's brother's wife's step-niece's great aunt. Twice removed.

Kuzco: [walking back to his palace, alone, in the jungle] Scary jungle. Right.
Kuzco: [in mocking voice] Oh, a leaf! Oh, it might attack me. Oh, it's a scary tree! I'm afraid. Please. Never find my way? I'm the Emperor, and as such, I'm born with an innate sense of direction. Okay, where am I?

Kronk: [trying to ease the awkward tension] Hey, d'you see that sky today? Talk about blue.

Enchanted
Prince Edward: Giselle!
[leaps off a bridge, begins to sing]
Prince Edward: I've been dreaming of a...
[a group of cyclists collide with Prince Edward, everyone collapses]

Prince Edward: [talking to a TV] Magic Mirror. I beg you. Tell me where she is!
Mary Ilene Caselotti: [on TV] Reporting from 116th and Broadway.
Prince Edward: One hundred and sixteenth and Broadway!
[hugs the TV]
Prince Edward: Thank you mirror!
[kisses it and runs off]

Prince Edward: [threatening Robert with his sword] Have you any last words before I dispatch you?
Robert: You have got to be kidding me!
Prince Edward: Strange words!

[Giselle and the other people at Central Park all start singing]
Robert: How do you all know this song? I've never heard this song before!

Robert: [singing to Giselle along with the bandleader at the ball] Now you're beside me, and look how far we've come. So far, we are, so close.

[Prince Edward and Nancy are about to marry when Nancy's cell phone suddenly goes off]
Nancy Tremaine: Oops. I'm so sorry. Wow! You've got great reception here.

Giselle: Now if only I can find a place to rest my head for the night.
Robert Philip: What kind of place?
Giselle: I don't know. Maybe a nearby meadow or a hollow tree.
Robert Philip: A hollow tree?
Giselle: Or a house full of dwarves. I hear they're very hospitable.

Finding Nemo
Sheldon: I'm H2O intolerant.
[sneezes]

Sharks: [reciting] I am a nice shark, not a mindless eating machine. If I am to change this image, I must first change myself. Fish are friends, not food.

Crab#1: Hey.
Crab#2: Hey.
Crab#1: Hey.
Crab#2: Hey.

Chum: Humans - -think they own *everything*.
Anchor: Probably *American*.

[repeated line]
Seagulls: Mine.

Dory: [Dory playing with a baby jellyfish] I shall call him squishy, and he shall be mine, and he shall be my squishy!

Dory: [dreaming] Uhhh... the sea monkeys have my money... yes, I'm a natural blue...

Chum: Dolphins, yeah! They think they're so cute. Oh, look at me, I'm a flippy little dolphin, let me flip for you. Ain't I something?

Dory: Hi. I'm Dory.
Anchor, Chum, Bruce: Hello, Dory.
Dory: And, uh, well... well, I don't think I've ever eaten a fish.
[the sharks applaud]
Chum: Wow, that's incredible!
Bruce: Good on ya, mate!
Dory: Whew. Glad I got that off my chest.

Bubbles: So, the Big Blue. What's it like?
Nemo: Umm... big... and blue?
Bubbles: I knew it.

[as the pelicans watch Gerald choking on his breakfast]
Nigel: Reckon somebody oughta help the poor guy.
Pelicans: [all shrug and mutter] Yeah, yeah right...
Nigel: [sarcastically] Well, don't everybody fly off at once.

Nemo: What's that?
Tad: I know what that is. Sandy Plankton saw one. He called it... uh... he said it was called a "butt".
Pearl: That's a pretty big butt.
[swims out a little]
Sheldon: Oh, look at me. I'm gonna touch the butt.

Sheldon: [gasp] He touched the butt.

Crush: Cuz we were like, "woaaaah.", and I was like, "woaaaah." and you were like, "woaaahh...”

[Crush is introducing Marlin to his son]
Crush: Oh. Intro- Jellyman, offspring. Offspring, Jellyman.

Dory: [reading a door] Hey, look. "Esc-a-pay". I wonder what that means? That's funny, it's spelled just like the word "escape."

Marlin: We did it, we did it oh yeah yeah yeah! No eating here tonight, Woo!
Marlin, Dory: Eating here tonight!
Dory: No no no eating here tonight, your on a diet!

Tad: I'm obnoxious.

Marlin: Of course he wants us to move over there. That's EATING US.
[wagging his tail on the whale's taste bud]
Marlin: How do I taste, Moby, huh? DO I TASTE GOOD?

Nemo: Dad, you're not gonna freak out like you did at the petting zoo, are you?
Marlin: Hey, that snail was about to charge.

Marlin: It's just as well. He might be hungry.
Dory: Oh don't worry. Whales don't eat clownfish. They eat krill.
Krill: Swim away.
Dory: Oh look. Krill.

Darla: I'm a piranha! They're in the Amazon!

Harry Potter and the Sorceror’s Stone
[after Harry mentions Fluffy to Hagrid]
Hagrid: Who told you 'bout Fluffy?
Ron: Fluffy?
Hermione: That thing has a name?

Ron: It's spooky! She knows more about you than you do!
Harry: Who doesn't?

Hermione: Now if you two don't mind, I'm going to bed before either of you can come up with another clever idea to get us all killed - or worse, expelled.
Ron: She needs to sort out her priorities!

Hagrid: [explaining how to get past Fluffy] You just play a bit of music and he'll fall right to sleep... I shouldn't have told you that!

Hermione: Stop moving, both of you. This is devil's snare! You have to relax. If you don't, it'll only kill you faster!
Ron: Kill us faster? Oh, now I can relax!

Ron: [sigh] Lucky we didn't panic.
Harry: Lucky Hermione pays attention in herbology.

Dumbledore: What happened in the dungeon between you and Professor Quirrell is a complete secret. So, naturally, the whole school knows.

Hermione: Look at you playing with your cards. Pathetic! We've got final exams coming up soon.
Ron: I'm ready! Ask me any questions.
Hermione: All right, what's the three most crucial ingredients in a Forgetfulness Potion?
Ron: I forgot.
Hermione: And what may I ask do you plan to do if this comes up in the final exam?
Ron: Copy off you?
Hermione: No, you won't! Besides, according to Professor McGonagall, we're to be given special quills bewitched with an anti-cheating spell.
Ron: That's insulting! It's as if they don't trust us!

Harry: Good of you to get us out of trouble like that.
Ron: Mind you, we did save her life!
Harry: Mind you, she might not have needed saving if you hadn't insulted her.
Ron: What are friends for?

Professor Quirrel: Troll! In the dungeons!
[looks sick]
Professor Quirrel: Thought you ought to know.
[faints and crumples onto the floor]

Neville Longbottom: [about his new Remembrall] Only problem is, I can't remember what I've forgotten.

Ron: I think we've been a bad influence on her.

Dumbledore: It takes a great deal of courage to stand up to your enemies, but a great deal more to stand up to your friends.

[after being in the Dark Forest]
Harry: I think if he had the chance, he would have killed me tonight.
Ron: And to think, I've been worrying about my potions final.

Hermione: Honestly, don't you two read?

[after seeing Ron's queen destroy Harry's knight]
Hermione: That's totally barbaric!
Ron: That's wizard's chess.

Seamus Finnigan: [in Charms class] Wingard Leviosa. Wingar...
[BOOM]
Harry: I think we're going to need another feather over here, professor.

Hermione: [putting a large book on the table] I checked this out weeks ago for a bit of light reading.
Ron: This is light?

Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
Ron: Why spiders? Why couldn't it be "follow the butterflies"?

Gilderoy Lockhart: [whilst flying out of the Chamber of Secrets with Fawkes, Harry, Ron, and Ginny] AMAZING! This is just like magic!

Harry: [to Dobby] Never try to save my life again.

Ron: [after escaping from the forest] Follow the spiders! Follow the spiders! If Hagrid ever gets out of Azkaban, I'll kill him!

Harry: Not to be rude or anything, but this isn't a great time for me to have a house elf in my bedroom.

Prof. Sprout: Oh, Longbottom's been neglecting his earmuffs.
Seamus Finnigan: No, ma'am, he's fainted.
Prof. Sprout: [pauses and sighs] Yes, well, just leave him there.

Moaning Myrtle: Oh, Harry? If you die down there, you're welcome to share my toilet.
Harry: Uh... thanks, Myrtle.

Arthur Weasley: Now, Harry you must know all about Muggles, tell me, what exactly is the function of a rubber duck?

Ginny: Mummy, have you seen my jumper?
Mrs. Weasley: Yes dear, it was on the cat.

Hermione: Look at my face.
Ron: Look at your tail.

Ron: Have you spoken to Hermione?
Harry: She should be out of hospital in a few days... when she stops coughing up fur balls.

[Wood's pre-match pep talk]
Oliver Wood: All right, here's the plan. We play our game, Hufflepuff doesn't stand a chance. We're stronger, quicker and smarter.
Fred Weasley: Not to mention they're dead scared Harry will petrify them if they fly anywhere near him.
Oliver Wood: Well, that too.

Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
Professor Snape: [taps the blank Marauder's Map with his wand] Reveal your secrets.
[writing appears on the map]
Professor Snape: Read it.
Harry: "Messrs. Mooney, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs, offer their compliments to Professor Snape and...”
Professor Snape: Go on.
Harry: "... and request that he keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business."

Hermione: Is that really what my hair looks like from the back?

Ron: [sitting bolt upright in bed] Spiders... the spiders... they want me to tap-dance. And I don't want to tap-dance!
Harry: You tell those spiders, Ron.
Ron: Yeah, tell them... I'll tell them...
[falls straight back asleep]

Harry: What's the holdup?
Ron: Probably Neville's forgotten the password again.
Neville Longbottom: [behind them] Hey!
Ron: Oh... You're there...

Ron: I didn't mean to open it.
[pause]
Ron: It was badly wrapped.
[pause]
Ron: [points at Fred and George] They made me do it!
George Weasley, Fred Weasley: Did not!

Professor Lupin: Severus, don't be a fool...
Sirius Black: He can't help it, it's habit by now!
Professor Lupin: Sirius, be quiet.
Sirius Black: Go bite yourself, Remus!

Harry: Egypt, huh? What's it like?
Ron: Brilliant! Loads of cool stuff. Mummies, tombs. Even Scabbers enjoyed himself.
Hermione: You know, the Egyptians used to worship cats.
Ron: Yeah, along with the dung beetle.

Professor Trelawney: Your aura is pulsing my dear. Are you in the beyond? I think you are.
Ron: Sure...
Professor Trelawney: Look at the cup... tell me what you see.
Ron: Oh yeah, um... well, um, Harry's got sort of a wonky cross...
[checks the book]
Ron: ...that's 'trials and suffering'. And that there could be the sun and that's...
[checks book again]
Ron: ...'happiness'. So you're gonna suffer... but you're gonna be happy about it.

Hermione: [howls]
Harry: What are you doing?
Hermione: Saving your life!
Harry: Thanks!... Great, now he's coming at us!
Hermione: Yeah, didn't think about that... run!

Cornelius Fudge: Come now Harry, the Ministry doesn't send people to Azkaban for blowing up their aunts.

Hermione: [to Buckbeak] Come on Buckbeak! Come and get the nice dead ferret!

Dumbledore: Well?
Harry: He's free. We did it.
Dumbledore: Did what? Good night.

Stan Shunpike: What you doin' down there?
Harry: I fell over.
Stan Shunpike: What you fell over for?

Ginny Weasley: The Fat lady... she's gone!
Ron: Serves her right. She was a terrible singer...
Hermione: That's not funny, Ron!

Ron: [when Harry and Hermione reappear] How did you get there? I... I was talking to you there! And now you're there!
Hermione: What's he talking about Harry?
Harry: I dunno. Honestly Ron, how can people be in two places at once?

Sirius Black: Sorry about the bite, I reckon that twinges a bit.
Ron: A bit? A bit? You almost tore my leg off!
Sirius Black: I *was* going for the rat. Normally, I have a very sweet disposition as a dog. In fact, more than once, James suggested that I make the change permanent. The tail I could live with. But the fleas? They're murder.

[Maid knocks on a door]
Young Witch Maid: Housekeeping!
[the door opens, something roars from inside the room, and the door slams shut]
Young Witch Maid: I'll come back later.

Hermione: Harry, Harry!
Shrunken head 1: I say! No underage wizards allowed in today.
[shouts]
Shrunken head 1: Shut the damn door!
Hermione: So rude!
Ron: Thick-heads.
Shrunken head 2: Thick-heads... how dare they. Who are they calling Thick-heads? Young whippersnappers!

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
Hermione: [to Ron] I won't be going alone because, believe it or not, someone's asked me.
[gets up and hands her book to Snape, then turns back to Ron]
Hermione: And I said *yes*!

Ron: Mum sent me something...
[He unwraps his dress robes and holds them up]
Ron: Mum sent me a dress.
Harry: Well it does match your eyes. Is there a bonnet? Aah-ha!
[holds up a lacy tie-like thing]

Harry: Why do they have to travel in packs? And how are you supposed to get one on their own to ask them?
[Stops in front of a group of girls, hesitates, then continues walking]
Ron: Blimey, Harry. You've slayed dragons. If you can't get a date, who can?
Harry: I think I'd take the dragon now.

Ron: Hey, Hermione... you're a girl.
Hermione: Oh, well spotted.
Ron: [miming a dance] Come with one of us?
[Snape swiftly hits Ron on the head with a notebook]
Ron: Ow!

Ron: Do you think we'll ever just have a quiet year at Hogwarts?
Hermione, Harry: No!
Ron: Yeah, didn't think so. Oh well, what's life without a few dragons?

Neville: Oh my god! I've killed Harry Potter!

Ron: Don't be silly. There she was, just walking by... you know how I like it when they walk... I couldn't help it... it just sort of slipped out!
Ginny: Actually he sort of screamed at her. It was a bit frightening.

Neville: Amazing! Amazing!
Harry: Neville, you're doing it again.

[Professor McGonagall demonstrates a waltz with Ron as her partner]
Professor McGonagall: One-two-three, two-two-three...
Harry: [aside] You're never gonna let him forget this, are you?
Fred, George: [shaking their heads] Never.

Seamus: It's not like I *try* to blow things up, exactly, it just sorta happens. You gotta admit though, fire is fascinating.

[after the dragon has run into the teachers stand]
Fred: [yelling] Well done dragon!

Padma Patil: [to Ron] Don't you look... dashing.

Harry: "Come seek us where our voices sound/we cannot sing above the ground...?
Hermione: The Black Lake, that's obvious.
Harry: "An hour long you'll have to look...?
Hermione: Again, obvious. Though admittedly potentially problematic...
Harry: "Potentially problematic"? When was the last time that you had to hold your breath underwater for an hour, Hermione?

Dumbledore: No spell can reawaken the dead, Harry. I trust you know that. Dark and difficult times lie ahead. Soon we must all face the choice between what is right and what is easy.

Karkaroff's Aide: May I have your arm?
Parvati Patil: Arm, leg, I'm yours.

Professor McGonagall: Professor Moody! Is that a student?
Professor Moody: Technically, it's a ferret.

Hermione: Promise you'll write me this summer? Both of you!
Ron: Oh, I won't. You know I won't!
Hermione: Harry'll write me, won't you?
Harry: Yeah, every week.

Dumbledore: [to Harry] I never liked these curtains. I set them on fire in my fourth year. Accidentally, of course.

Professor McGonagall: Now, Mr. Weasley, place your right hand on my waist.
Ron: Where?

Professor Moody: Stupid ceiling.

Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
Hermione Granger: You found it Neville: the Room of Requirement. It becomes available to anyone who really needs it.
Ron Weasley: So say you really needed the toilet...
Hermione Granger: Charming Ronald. But yes, that is the general idea.

Dumbledore has arrived at Harry's trial, which was moved up]
Cornelius Fudge: Oh! Albus... I see you got our notice about the time change of the hearing...
Albus Dumbledore: No, it seems to have been lost, but by a happy coincidence, I arrived at the Ministry three hours early.

Ron Weasley: Hermione, you are truly the most wonderful person I have ever met and if I'm ever rude to you...
Hermione Granger: Then I'll know you've gone back to normal.

Dolores Umbridge: Is there something you would like to say?
Minerva McGonagall: [angrily] Yes, there are several things I would like to say!

Nymphadora Tonks: Don't call me Nymphadora!

Luna Lovegood: [regarding Hogwarts's Food] I hope they have pudding.

Harry Potter: How come you're not at the feast?
Luna Lovegood: Lost all my possessions. Apparently people have been hiding them.
Harry Potter: That's awful!
Luna Lovegood: Oh it's all good fun, but as it's the last night, I really do need them back.
Harry Potter: Do you want any help finding them?
Luna Lovegood: I'm sorry about your godfather, Harry.
[clasps his hand comfortingly]
Harry Potter: Are you sure you don't want any help looking?
Luna Lovegood: That's alright. Anyway my Mum always said, things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end
[looks up at a pair of sneakers hanging from the ceiling]
Luna Lovegood: ...if not always in the way we expect. I think I'll just go have some pudding.

Dolores Umbridge: [over P.A] Boys and girls are not to be within eight inches of each other.

Hermione Granger: [running up with Harry to meet Ginny, Ron, Neville and Luna] How did you guys get away?
Ginny Weasley: Puking Pastels, it wasn't pretty.
Ron Weasley: Yeah, I told them I was hungry and lead them to a box. They pushed me away and ate them all themselves.
Hermione Granger: [surprised] That was clever, Ron!
Ron Weasley: It's been known to happen.

Sirius Black: [holding Harry back against arch] You have done beautifully.

Ron Weasley: [walks up to Hermione] Don't worry, I'll go easy on you.
Hermione Granger: [to Ron sarcastically] Oh, thank you Ronald!

Luna Lovegood: [talking about her missing possessions] I suspect the Nargles are behind it.

Hermione Granger: Ron, just because you have the emotional range of a teaspoon!

Ron Weasley: So what was it like?
[speaking about Harry's kiss]
Harry Potter: Kind of... Wet.

Dolores Umbridge: Please, tell them I mean no harm.
Harry Potter: Sorry, Professor, but I must not tell lies.

Dolores Umbridge: [during an inspection] You applied first for the Defense Against the Dark Arts post, is that correct?
Severus Snape: Yes.
Dolores Umbridge: But you were unsuccessful?
Severus Snape: [with annoyance in voice] Obviously.

Kingsley Shacklebolt: You may not like him, Minister, but you can't deny: Dumbledore's got style.

Luna Lovegood: Well, if I were You-Know-Who, I'd want you to feel cut off from everyone else. 'Cause if it's just you alone, you're not as much of a threat.

Cho Chang: [In the Room of Requirement, looking above where they are standing, mistletoe begins to blossom out of thin air] Mistletoe.
Harry Potter: Probably full of nargles.
Cho Chang: What are nargles?
Harry Potter: No idea.

Madagascar
Marty the Zebra: The penguins are going, so why can't I?
Alex the Lion: Marty, the penguins are psychotic.

Random Lemur: I like them!
Mort the Mouse Lemur: I like them, I like them! I liked them first! Before I even met them I liked them! As soon as I met them I liked them right away! You hate them compared to how much I like them!
Julian: Oh shut up, you're so annoying!

Alex the Lion: Lady! What is wrong with you? Get a grip on yourself!

Alex the Lion: 27, 28, 29, 30. Hmm, Thirty. You have thirty black stripes and only twenty-nine white ones. You are black with white stripes. Mystery solved. Good night!

Gloria the Hippo: It's okay! Cats always land on their... Face.
[to Alex the Lion]
Gloria the Hippo: What kind of cat are you?

Melman the Giraffe: [shouts] Ahhhhh! Nature! It's all over me! Get it off!

Skipper the Penguin: You, quadruped. Sprechen Sie Englisch?
Marty the Zebra: I sprechen.
Skipper the Penguin: What continent is this?
Marty the Zebra: Manhattan.
Skipper the Penguin: Hoover Dam! We're still in New York! Abort! Dive! Dive! Dive!

Julian: They're just a bunch of pansies.
Maurice: I don't know. There's still something about that one with the crazy hairdo that I find suspicious.
Julian: Nonsense, Maurice. Come on, everybody! Let's go and meet the pansies!

Kowalski the Penguin: [the penguins are in Antarctica and there is just a lot of wind and a big mound of snow] Well, this sucks!

Julian: Shh! We're hiding. Be quiet everyone. That includes me. Shh! Who's making that noise? Oh, it's me again...

Mort the Mouse Lemur: I'm steak! Me me me me me me me me!

Julian: What is a bite on the butt amongst friends?
[shakes his tail at Maurice]
Julian: Here, give me a nibble.

Skipper the Penguin: Remember, cute and cuddly, boys. Cute and cuddly.

Julian: [begins waving to the zoo animals on the boat] Maurice, my arm is tired, wave it for me
[Maurice begins waving Julian's arm]
Julian: Faster, you naughty little monkey!

Melman the Giraffe: San Diego.
Gloria the Hippo: San Diego?
Melman the Giraffe: White, sandy beaches; cleverly simulated natural environment; wide-open enclosures. I'm telling you, this could be the San Diego Zoo. Complete with fake rocks.
[Taps on a rock]
Melman the Giraffe: Wow, that looks real.

Marty the Zebra: [about King Julian] He's got style.
Alex the Lion: What is he, like, king of the guinea pigs?
Melman the Giraffe: I think it's a squirrel.
Julian: Welcome, giant pansies. Please feel free to bask in my glow.
Alex the Lion: Definitely a squirrel.
Melman the Giraffe: Yep, a squirrel.

Alex the Lion: [exhausted from running and calling all night] Marty, Melman, Gloria. Gloria, Melman, Marty. Marty, Gelman, Gloria, Marty, Melman, Morty, Morty, Gelman, Regis, Kelly. Matt, Katie, Al.

Maurice: Where are you giants from?
Alex the Lion: We're from New York.
Julian: All hail the New York Giants!

Alex the Lion: Shut up Spalding!

Alex the Lion: Oh, great! San Diego. That means I have to compete with Shamu and his smug little grin. I can't top that! Can't top it!

Julian: Can you not see you have insulted the freak?

[Maurice just told Marty that he was steak]
Marty the Zebra: Oh, c'mon! Do I look like a steak to you?
Alex the Lion: Yeah!
Marty the Zebra: See I told you I don't look like no... what?

Melman the Giraffe: [Melman presents Marty with a gift-wrapped thermometer]
Marty the Zebra: Ah, this is great! Thanks!
[he puts it in his mouth and poses]
Melman the Giraffe: I really wanted to give you a personal present. Do you know that was my first rectal thermometer?
Marty the Zebra: [Marty spits it out and retches]

Alex the Lion: Be sure to visit my web site. 24-hour webcam. Watch me sleep.

Meet the Robinsons
Bowler Hat Guy: Can that be a boy name?

Bowler Hat Guy: Now my slave, seize the boy!
[the T-rex chases after Lewis and repeatedly hits head into wall]
Bowler Hat Guy: What's going on? Why aren't you seizing the boy?
T-Rex: 'Cause I have a big head and little arms, and I'm just not sure how well this plan was thought through.
[pause in which Bowler Hat Guy stares angrily into handheld mind control device]
T-Rex: [cute face] Master?

Bowler Hat Guy: Ha ha ha! There he is; that repulsive, half-witted fool! Now my slave, seize the boy! Bring him to me.
Frankie: [gulps]
Bowler Hat Guy: Did you not here what I said, you idiot? Grab the boy and bring him!
Frankie: [in a monotone voice] Well it's just that there's a million people over there and I have little arms. I'm just not so sure how well this plan was thought through.
Bowler Hat Guy: [whimpers silently]
Frankie: [in monotone voice] Master?

Wilbur: [shaking Lewis for emphasis] But he doesn't give up!
[pause]
Wilbur: Dude, I can't take you seriously in that hat.

Wilbur: Pop quiz: Who have you met, and what have you learned?
Lewis: OK. Bud, Fritz, and Joe are brothers. Fritz is married to Petunia, and is she...?
[Makes a talking gesture with his hand]
Wilbur: Cranky? Yes.
Lewis: Tallulah and Laszlo are their children. Joe is married to Billie. Lefty is the butler. Spike and Dimitri are twins, and I don't know who they're related to.
Wilbur: Neither do we. Go on.
Lewis: Lucille is married to Bud, and your dad, Cornelius, is their son. What does Cornelius look like?
Wilbur: Tom Selleck.
Lewis: OK. Cornelius is married to Franny, and her brothers are Gaston and Art.
Wilbur: You're forgetting something.
Lewis: Forgetting? Oh, right! Wilbur is the son of Franny and Cornelius.
Wilbur: And nobody realized that you're from the past?
Lewis: Nope.
Wilbur: Whew.
Lewis: Thank you. Thank you. Hold your applause.

Lewis: Goob, I had no idea!
Bowler Hat Guy: Shut up! And don't call me "Goob"! How many evil villians do you know that can pull off a name like "Goob"? Bleh!
Lewis: Look, I'm sorry your life turned out so bad. But don't blame me you messed it up yourself. You just focused on the bad stuff when all you had to do was... let go of the past and keep moving forward...
Bowler Hat Guy: Hmm, let's see... take responsiblity for my own life or blame you? Dingdingdingdingding! Blame you wins hands down!

Franny: [just before Lewis is about to leave to go back to the past] Wait Lewis, one more thing.
[Franny approaches Lewis]
Lewis: Yeah?
Franny: Just a little tip for the future, I am always right. Even when I'm wrong, I'm right.
[taps Lewis's nose]
Franny: [Lewis gives confused look then looks at Cornelius]
Cornelius: She's right. I would just go with it if I were you...
[chuckles]
Cornelius: and I am.
Lewis: Then you're absouletly right.

Grandpa Bud: I think my wife's baking cookies.
[opens a door; his wife is dancing in a disco dance floor]
Grandpa Bud: Bake them cookies, Lucille!

Lewis: Why is your dog wearing glasses?
Grandpa Bud: Oh, because his insurance won't pay for contacts.

Lewis: Wow! A real robot! Hi, I'm Lewis!
[Carl runs screaming from the room]
Lewis: Well, that was unexpected.
[Wilbur quickly puts a fruit hat on Lewis's head]
Lewis: As... was that.

Lewis: [after the Tyrannosaurus crashes through the wall] Why didn't you tell me you had a pet dinosaur?
Wilbur: Uhhh... because we don't!

Bowler Hat Guy: Now, to lure him out of the house... I know! I'll blow it up! Yes! Yes, and... uh... no... no. That won't work. Then he'll be dead. Oh, I know! I'll turn him into a duck! Yes, it's so evil! Oh... I don't know how to do that... and I don't really need a duck... this may be harder than I thought.

Title Card: Around here, however, we don't look backwards for very long. We keep moving forward, opening up new doors and doing new things, because we're curious... and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths. - Walt Disney

Carl: None may enter lest they speak the royal password!
Wilbur: Carl, what are you talking about? We don't have a password.
Carl: Yes we do, I made one up while you were gone.

Mulan
[Cri-Kee chirps sadly at Mushu]
Mushu: What? What do you mean you're not lucky? You lied to me?
Mushu: [to Mulan's horse] And what are you, a sheep?

Yao: I'll get that arrow, pretty boy, and I'll do it with my shirt *on*.

Mulan: Would you like to stay for dinner?
Grandmother Fa: Would you like to stay forever?

Grandmother Fa: Great. She brings home a sword. If you ask me, she should've brought home a man.
Shang: Excuse me. Does Fa Mulan live here?
[Grandmother and Mother dumbly point to the garden]
Shang: Thank you.
Grandmother Fa: Whoo! Sign me up for the next war.

Mushu: Did you see those Huns? They popped out of the snow, like daisies!

Mulan: Okay. Any questions?
Yao: Does this dress make me look fat?

[after Mulan cuts Khan loose from a flaming cart with Mushu in it]
Mushu: Oh, sure. Save the *horse*.

Mushu: Citizens, I need firepower.
Citizen: Who are you?
Mushu: Your worst nightmare.

Shang: [nervously struggling to tell Mulan he loves her] Um... You... You fight good.
[a disbelieving look crosses Shang's face]
Mulan: [disappointed] Oh. Thank you.

Chi Fu: Order. People, order.
Citizen: I'll have a pan-fried noodle.
Chien-Po: Ooh, ooh, sweet-and-sour shrimp.
Citizen: Moo goo gai pan.
Chi Fu: That's not funny.

Mushu: [after burning Shan-Yu's hawk] Now that's what I call Mongolian barbecue.

Newsies
Jack Kelly: If we go on strike, then we're a union. Right?
David Jacobs: No. We're just a bunch of angry kids with no money.

Racetrack: Jack Kelly? Yeah, he was here, but he put an egg in his shoe and beat it.

Spot Conlon: Your honor, I object.
Judge Monahan: On what grounds?
Spot Conlon: On the grounds of Brooklyn, your honor.

Racetrack: Look at this! "Baby Born with Two Heads"... must be from Brooklyn.

Bryan Denton: Sometimes all it takes is a voice, one voice that becomes a hundred, then a thousand, unless it's silenced.

Kid Blink: I smell money.
Crutchy: You smell foul.

David Jacobs: What do you think your doing?
Jack Kelly: Runnin'!

Spot Conlon: Never fear, Brooklyn is here.

David Jacobs: I've never been to Brooklyn - have you guys?
Boots: Spent a month there one night.

Newsies: We need a good assassination, we need an earthquake or a war...
Snipeshooter: How 'bout a crooked politician?
Newsies: Hey stupid that ain't news no more!

Over the Hedge
RJ: That is an S.U.V; Humans ride in then because they are slowly losing their ability to walk.
Lew the Porcupine: Wow it's huge!
Hammy the Squirrel: How many people fit in there?
RJ: Usually, one.

Hammy the Squirrel: Wanna help me find my nuts?
RJ: Very tempting, Hammy, very tempting...

Ozzie: Mother, is that you? Beckoning me into the light? Must... move... toward... the light!

Verne: I thought we'd be dead by step two, so this is going great.

Hammy the Squirrel: [Runs to one end of the hedge] It never ends!
[Runs to the other end and back]
Hammy the Squirrel: It never ends that way, too.

RJ: [Verne is about to eat a diaper] That's a diaper, and that *does* come out of a wazoo.

Hammy the Squirrel: I've had dirt, I don't like dirt, it tastes like dirt!

Verne: We want *nothing*, to do with *anything*, that's *over that hedge*!

Bucky, Spike, Quillo: [driving a van] It's just like Auto Homicide 3!

Hammy the Squirrel: [looking at the bigh bush] Lets call it Steve!
Verne: Steve?
Hammy the Squirrel: Steve's a pretty name!

Peter Pan
Pirate: Beg for your lives.
John: Sirs! My brother and I are English gentlemen. English gentlemen do not beg!
Michael: [Michael gets on his knees] ... Please. Please, don't kill me!
John: [John gets n his knees too] Please, don't kill me either!

[Wendy sews Peter's shadow to his feet]
Peter: Oh, the cleverness of me.
Wendy: Of course, I did nothing...
Peter: You did a little.

Captain Hook: If I were you, I'd kill her.
Peter: If you were me, I'd be ugly.

Hook: And now, Peter Pan, you shall die.
Peter: To die would be an awfully big adventure.

Smee: It's so exciting, two dead already!

Peter: I do believe in fairies, I do, I do.

Pirate: [advancing towards the children on Hook's ship] Stop that noise or I'll run you through! Believe in fairies, I do I do!

[Wendy has just become the Lost Boys' mother]
Peter: Discipline. That's what fathers believe in. We must spank the children immediately before they try to kill you again. In fact, we should kill them.
Wendy: Father. I agree that they are... perfectly horrid, but... kill them and they should think themselves... important.
The Lost Boys: So important, Peter.
Curly: And unique.
Wendy: I, propose something far more dreadful. Medicine. The sticky, sweet kind.
The Lost Boys: Kill us, Peter.

[Wendy kisses Peter Pan and he starts to glow]
Captain Hook: Pan... you're pink.

[Peter and Wendy land to talk to mermaids to find John and Michael]
Wendy: Oh, How sweet.
[Peter looks disgusted]
Wendy: What? Are mermaids not sweet?
Peter: They'll sweetly drown you if you get too close

[During a swordfight between Peter and Wendy]
Tootles: Mother and father are fighting again...

Peter: To live would be an awfully big adventure.

Peter: [all of the boys hold out their hands] They're a bit dirty.
Slightly: She must stay here and DIE!
Peter: NO!
Slightly: How could I have
thought that? Stupid... sorry.

[Hook asked Tiger Lily if she had seen Peter Pan, and she replies with a foreign language, and then spits at him]
Smee: She says sorry, but no.

Smee: It's all a bit tragic, really, isn't it?

Captain Hook: Split my infinitives!

Hook: If you are Hook... then who am I?
Peter: You... are a... codfish!

Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl
Barbossa: You're supposed to be dead!
Jack Sparrow: Am I not?

Jack Sparrow: Me? I'm dishonest, and a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. Honestly. It's the honest ones you want to watch out for, because you can never predict when they're going to do something incredibly... stupid.

[the other prisoners are whistling and calling for the dog with the keys in his mouth]
Jack Sparrow: You can keep doing that forever, the dog is NEVER going to move.

Town Clerk: Jack Sparrow.
Jack Sparrow: Captain... Captain Jack Sparrow.
Town Clerk: ...for your willful commission of crime against the crown. Those crimes being numerous in quantity and sinister in nature...
Elizabeth: This is wrong...
Governor Swann: Commodore Norrington is bound by the law, as are we all.
Town Clerk: ...impersonating an officer of the Royal Navy; impersonating a clergy of the Church of England...
Jack Sparrow: Oh yeah, heh heh
Town Clerk: ...arson; kidnapping; perjury; piracy; pilfering; deprivation of a Federal Loyalist. For these crimes you will be hung by the neck until dead. May God have mercy on your soul.

Will Turner: You cheated.
Jack Sparrow: Pirate.

Jack Sparrow: [to Weatherby Swann] I think we've all arrived at a very special place. Spiritually, ecumenically, grammatically.

Elizabeth: Captain Barbossa, I am here to negotiate the cessation of hostilities against Port Royal.
Barbossa: There be a lot of long words in there, miss. We're naught but humble pirates. What is it that you want?
Elizabeth: I want you to leave and never come back.
[crew laughs]
Barbossa: I'm disinclined to acquiesce to your request... Means "no."

Jack Sparrow: [after Will draws his sword] Put it away, son. It's not worth you getting beat again.
Will Turner: You didn't beat me. You ignored the rules of engagement. In a fair fight, I'd kill you.
Jack Sparrow: That's not much incentive for me to fight fair, then, is it?

Will Turner: Where's Elizabeth?
Jack Sparrow: She's safe, just like I promised. She's all set to marry Norrington, just like she promised. And you get to die for her, just like you promised. So we're all men of our word really... except for, of course, Elizabeth, who is in fact, a woman.

Jack Sparrow: A wedding? I love weddings. Drinks all around!

Jack Sparrow: If you were waiting for the opportune moment, that was it.

Jacoby: I'm gonna teach you the meaning of pain.
Elizabeth: You like pain?
[hits pirate in the head with a pole]
Elizabeth: Try wearing a corset.

Grapple: Say goodbye.
[a sign swings down and hits Grapple through a shop window]
Will Turner: Goodbye.

Jack Sparrow: [sees the swords] Who makes all these?
Will Turner: I do. And I practice with them 3 hours a day.
Jack Sparrow: You need to find yourself a girl, mate.

Norrington: No additional shot nor powder, a compass that doesn't point north,
[looks at Jack's sword]
Norrington: And I half expected it to be made of wood. You are without doubt the worst pirate I've ever heard of.
Jack Sparrow: But you have heard of me.

Jack Sparrow: Stop blowing holes in my ship!

Elizabeth: Whose side is Jack on?
Will Turner: At the moment?

Will Turner: This is either madness... or brilliance.
Jack Sparrow: It's remarkable how often those two traits coincide.

Jack Sparrow: One question about your business, boy, or there's no use going: This girl... how far are you willing to go to save her?
Will Turner: I'd die for her.
Jack Sparrow: Oh good. No worries then.

Jack Sparrow: Why is the rum gone?

Barbossa: [talking to Will Turner] Who are you?
Jack Sparrow: No one. He's no one. Distant cousin of my Aunt's nephew twice removed. Lovely singing voice. Eunuch.

Mullroy: Hey, you. Get away from there. You don't have permission to be aboard there, mate.
Jack Sparrow: I'm sorry. It's just... it's such a pretty boat... ship.

Pintel: Parley? Damn to the depths whatever man what thought of "Parley".
Jack Sparrow: That would be the French.

Man in Jail: The Black Pearl? I've heard stories. She's been preying on ships and settlements for near ten years. Never leaves any survivors.
Jack Sparrow: No survivors? Then where do the stories come from, I wonder?

Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest
Jack Sparrow: [sing-song] I got a jar of dirt, I got a jar of dirt, and guess what's inside it!

Elizabeth Swann: There will come a time when you have a chance to show it... to do the right thing.
Jack Sparrow: I love those moments. I like to wave at them as they pass by.

Marty: [after burning off a few of the Kraken's tentacles] Did we kill it?
Gibbs: No... we just made it angry.

Guard: Mr. Swann...
Governor Weatherby Swann: *Governor* Swann, still. Do you think I wear this wig to keep my head warm?

Pintel: You know you can't read.
Ragetti: It's the bible, you get credit for tryin'.

Ragetti: He's got me eye! He won't give it back.
Pintel: Well how'd you get it back last time?

Cotton's Parrot: [Squawk] Don't eat me! Don't eat me!
Will Turner: [looks bewildered] I'm not going to eat you!

Jack Sparrow: Have you not met Will Turner? He's noble, heroic - terrific soprano. Worth at least four... maybe three and a half. And did I happen to mention... he's in love? With a girl. Due to be married. Betrothed. Dividing him from her and her from him would only be half as cruel as actually allowing them to be joined in holy matrimony, eh?

Ragetti: [balancing a shovel] I could join the circus!

Jack Sparrow: [Jack looks at the sleeping crew] As you were, gents.

Gibbs: ...Commodore?
Norrington: [irritably] No, not anymore, weren't you listening?

Pintel: ...I always heard it said "kray-kin"
Ragetti: What? With a long A?
Pintel: Uh-huh.
Ragetti: Na-na-na-na-no-no no "Krah-ken"'s how it's pronounced in the original Scandinavian, and "Krakken"'s closer to that.
Pintel: Well we ain't original Scandinavians, are we? Kray-kin.
Ragetti: It's a mythological creature, I can calls it what I wants!

Will Turner: And then I intend to return here to marry you.
Elizabeth Swann: Properly?
Will Turner: Eagerly, if you'll still have me.
Elizabeth Swann: If it weren't for these bars, I'd have you already.

Jack Sparrow: [empties bottle of rum] Why is the rum always gone?
Jack Sparrow: [stands up and staggers drunkenly] Oh... that's why.

Gibbs: Heave! Heave like you're being paid for it!

Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End
[Barbossa is giving orders and Jack repeats the order]
Barbossa: What are you doin'?
Jack Sparrow: What are *you* doin'?
Barbossa: No, what *are* you doin'?
Jack Sparrow: What are *you* doin'?
Barbossa: *No!* What *are* you doin'?
Jack Sparrow: What are *you* doin'? Captain gives orders on the ship.
Barbossa: The captain of the ship *is* givin' orders.
Jack Sparrow: My ship, makes me captain.
Barbossa: They be my charts!
Jack Sparrow: Well, that makes you
[pause]
Jack Sparrow: chartman.
Pintel: Stow it! Both of you! That's an order! Understand?
[Jack and Barbossa stare at him]
Pintel: Sorry. I just thought with the Captain issue in doubt, I'd throw my name in for consideration, sorry.
Ragetti: [to Pintel] I'd vote for you.

Barbossa: Dearly Beloved, we be gathered here today...
[is set upon by a fish-person, who he kicks in the face]
Barbossa: ... to nail yer gizzard to the mast, yer poxy cur!

Jack Sparrow: Nobody move! Dropped me brain.

Captain Jocard: Who is this traitor?
Barbossa: Not likely one among us.
Elizabeth Swann: Where's Will?
Jack Sparrow: Not among us.

Jack Sparrow: You know, for all that pirates are clever-called, we are an unimaginative lot when it comes to naming things.
Gibbs: Like?
Jack Sparrow: I once sailed with a geezer lost both his arms and part of his eye.
Gibbs: What did you call him?
Jack Sparrow: [pause] Larry.

[Jack is about to eat a peanut when a shot is heard. He falls to the ground to reveal ANOTHER Jack Sparrow]
Jack Sparrow: [picking up the peanut] MY peanut!

Will Turner: Elizabeth Swann, do you take me to be your husband?
Elizabeth Swann: I do.
Will Turner: Great!
Elizabeth Swann: Will Turner, do you take me to be your wife, in sickness and in health, with health being less likely?
Will Turner: I do.
Barbossa: You may kiss - You may kiss - JUST KISS!

Jack Sparrow: Gentlemen, I wash my hands of this weirdness.

Will Turner: Will you marry me?
Elizabeth Swann: I don't think now's the best time!
Will Turner: Now may be the only time! I love you. I've made my choice. What's yours?
Elizabeth Swann: Barbossa!
[Will shocked because of her 'choice']
Elizabeth Swann: [to Barbossa] Marry us!
[Will is relieved]
Barbossa: I'm a little busy at the moment!

Jack Sparrow: You may throw my hat if you wish.
[Gibbs throws Jack's hat]
Jack Sparrow: Now go and get it.

Pintel: [there is nothing to drink] No water. Why is all but the rum gone?
Gibbs: Rum's gone too.

Seabiscuit
Tom Smith: Every horse is good for something.

Tom Smith: You don't throw away a whole life just 'cause he's banged up a little.

Tick Tock McGlaughlin: $100,000? Makes me wanna walk on all fours and put a saddle on my back.

Marcela Howard: Well he is fast.
Tom Smith: [looking down at the ground] Yeah... in every direction.

Charles Howard: The horse is too small, the jockey too big, the trainer too old, and I'm too dumb to know the difference.

Red Pollard: [Last line, narrating] You know, everybody thinks we found this broken down horse and fixed him, but we didn't. He fixed us. Every one of us. And I guess in a way we kinda fixed each other too.

Red Pollard: Morning.
Tom Smith: What's all this?
[motions towards pile of boxes Red is sitting on]
Red Pollard: It's beer! From an admiring public, pretty good too, more in there.
[indicates Seabiscuit's stall]
Tom Smith: [looks in stall] Where's the horse?
Red Pollard: [amused smile] Signing autographs.

She's the Man
Duke: Well a few days ago, I kissed this girl at a kissing booth and now I just can't seem to stop thinking about her
Viola: Neither can she

Viola: [Olivia to Viola at kissing booth] Beware the old guy chewing gum... it's not gum.

Duke: I kinda got into it with your sisters ex
Viola: Really. Why?
Duke: He kinda saw us making out at the kissing booth.
Viola: Wait... you kissed her.

Justin: [Justin blocks Duke's shot] That's right. Didn't score on me last half won't score on this half. I'm a ninja. Ninja Goalie.

[after getting hit in the crotch with a soccer ball by Toby]
Viola: [as Sebastian] Oh. Right. OWW! OH, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! IT BURNS!

Duke: Do you like... cheese?

Viola: I just can't do this.
Paul: Just remember, inside every girl, there's a boy. Wait, that sounded wrong.

Duke: It's just like Coach says before every game: 'Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.' I think our best chance to be great here today, is to have you play.

Viola: [getting into catfight] You are messing with the wrong man.

Malcolm: I am convinced he's hiding something.
Principal Gold: Oh, nonsense, Malcolm. He may be a little lost and confused, but deep down he's an all-american, red-blooded male, just like yourself.
Viola: [walking by, dressed as Sebastian, while on the phone] Mom, I will pick out my own dress. And no, I will not wear high heels. Because heels are a male invention designed to make women's butts look smaller... and to make it harder for them to run away.
Principal Gold: Malcolm, have you ever tried to run away in high heels?
Malcolm: No, sir, I...
Principal Gold: Not that easy. Not that easy...

Roger: Is it me or does this soccer game have more nudity than most?

Duke: [sees Olivia switch kissing booth places with Viola] Just my luck.
[sees look on Viola's face]
Duke: [to Viola] No, no, no, no. I didn't mean it like that. I mean, she's... you know... Ok. Um, on the other hand you're also...
9 Year Old Boy: You don't have to flirt with her first, okay, genius? You're paying for it.

Viola: [figure emerges from the fog] I didn't think you'd show up. It really means a lot to me that you're here. Say something.
Groundskeeper: I gotta turn the sprinklers on.

Sebastian: Folks, I'm a boy. I promise.
Malcolm: Prove it.
Sebastian: okay.
[pulls down his soccer shorts, everyone sees his privates]

Take the Lead
Caitlin: [Watching Morgan dance] It's like sex on hardwood.

Rock: Doctor's note. I can't dance, I have a heart condition.
Pierre Dulaine: Interesting man, your doctor. Not many doctors write notes on three-hole paper.

Kurd: Why you gotta be such a ballroom weirdo?

Pierre Dulaine: I understand six languages and I speak five - all with a Spanish accent.

The Bucket List
Carter Chambers: Is it Tommy or Thomas?
Thomas: It's Matthew, actually. He thought that was too biblical...

Carter Chambers: Edward Perryman Cole died in May. It was a Sunday in the afternoon and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. He was 81 years old. Even now, I can't claim to understand the measure of a life, but I can tell you this: I know that when he died, his eyes were closed and his heart was open, and I'm pretty sure he was happy with his final resting place because he was buried on the mountain, and that was against the law.

Edward Cole: Good afternoon. My name is Edward Cole. I don't know what most people say at these occasions because in all honesty, I've tried to avoid them. The simplest thing is I loved him and I miss him. Carter and I saw the world together, which is amazing when you think that only three months ago we were complete strangers. I hope that it doesn't sound selfish of me, but the last months of his life were the best months of mine. He saved my life, and he knew it before I did. I'm deeply proud that this man found it worth his while to know me. In the end, I think it's safe to say that we brought some joy to one another's lives, so one day, when I go to some final resting place, if I happen to wake up next to a certain wall with a gate, I hope that Carter's there to vouch for me and show me the ropes on the other side.

Horton Hears a Who
The Mayor of Who-ville: I have 96 daughters and 1 son.
Horton: [laughing] Whoa! Busy guy.

Morton: Horton, the kangaroo has sent Vlad!
Horton: Vlad? Vlad, Vlad... I know two Vlads. There's the bad Vlad... And then there's bunny Vlad, the one that makes cookies!
Morton: ...Yeah, Horton, she's sending you a bunny with cookies. I think it's safe to say it's the bad Vlad.
Horton: Yeah, good call.

The Mayor of Who-ville: So Jojo, what's uh, what's shakin'? What's happenin'? What's the word?

The Mayor of Who-ville: Listen, Horton, I've gotta go. Apparently there's a problem with a giant meatball.
Horton: You just take care of that meatball sir and leave the freaking out to me.

Rudy: Mom, Mom! Please, you are so weird, don't do this to me.

Horton: Sorry, this is where we get off.
[slingshots Bad Vlad off tree]
Horton: Cool line, usually I can't think of those things until later.

Horton: I will make monkeys of these monkeys, for it is their destiny!

Horton: I have to think light. I'm light as a feather. I am light as a feather.
[a feather lands on the bridge and the plank gives way]
Horton: Heavy feather.