Spirit: There was no end to the strange ways on the two-leggeds.
Max: Why are you doing this to me, Dad?
Goofy: 'Cause, I don't want you to end up in the electric chair.
Aladdin: Well, they have no where to go. We got them trapped.
Iago: We? They are 40 thieves! We are you, a rug, a monkey and me. Wait, don't count me.
Rogers: What else is there? She says, "Is beauty all that matters?", and you say, "What else is there?".
Prince Derek: It was dumb. I know.
Rogers: You should write a book: "How to Offend Women in Five Syllables or Less."
Miss Rebecca Miller: David, are you drunk?
Miriam: There can be miracles, when you believe Though hope is frail, it's hard to kill Who knows what miracles you can achieve When you believe, somehow you will You will when you believe.
Randall: If I don't see a door in my station in 5 seconds, I will personally put you through the shredder.
Peter Pan: Don't you understand, Tink? You mean more to me than anything in this whole world.
Hamm: Where did you get the cool belt, Buzz?
Buzz Lightyear #2: Well, slotted pig, these are standard issue.
Jaq: Lucify. That's him. Meany, sneaky. Jump at you. Bite at you.
Thomas O'Malley: Aloha, auf Wiedersehen, bon soir, sayonara, and all those good bye things, baby.
Bartok: Just wishing I could do the job for you, sir. I'd give her a HA! And a HI-YA! And then a OOH-WAH! And I'd kick her, sir.
Horace: I don't like it, Jasper. One more pinch, and they'll throw the keys away.
Jasper: Oh, come off it, Horace. We're getting plenty of bootle.
Horace: Yes, but I've been thinking.
Jasper: You've been thinking? Now look here, Horace! I warned you about thinking! I've got the nog for this job, so let's get on with it.
Dave: Hey, no smiling. You're still grounded. Remember?
Nick Wilde: It's called a hustle, sweetheart.
Setsuko: Why do fireflies have to die so soon?
Mad Hatter: What's the matter my dear, don't you care for tea?
Alice: Why, yes. I'm very fond of tea.
March Hare: If you don't care for tea, you could at least make polite conversation.
Mrs. Packard: Attention: tonight's supper will be baked beans; musical program to follow... Who wrote this?
Santa: Haven't you heard of peace on Earth, and goodwill toward men?
Lock, Shock, Barrel: NO!