Singer: Great Spirits of all who lived before/ Take our hands and lead us/ Fill our hearts and souls with all you know/ Show us that in your eyes/ we are all the same/ Brothers to each other/ In this world we remain/ truly brothers all the same.
Buck Cluck: You gotta be ready to listen to your children, even if they have nothing to say.
Mrs. Packard: Attention: tonight's supper will be baked beans; musical program to follow... Who wrote this?
Nick Wilde: It's called a hustle, sweetheart.
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.
Friend Owl: You know, just the other day, I was talking to myself about you, and we were wondering what had become of you.
Neera: Kron, we've never gone this far without water: if we keep going like this, we'll lose half the Herd.
Kron: Then we save the half that deserves to live.
Buck: Say, girls... got milk?
Doctor Doppler: Just wait until we tell your mother about this! Of course, we may downplay the life-threatning parts.
Miss Bianca: Come on, darling. Let's get a move out.
Fidget: I'm going! I'm going! I'm going.
Pocahontas: It would've been better if we'd never met. None of this would have happened.
John Smith: Pocahontas, look at me. I would rather die tomorrow than live a hundred years without knowing you.
Big Mama: Oh boy, these old wings ain't what they used to be. Big Mama, you better lose a few pounds.
TV Announcer: And because of a courageous little girl named Penny, the world's largest diamond, the Devil's Eye, is now at the Smithsonian Institute. But what's even more important, folks, this little orphan's dream has come true. Today, she's being adopted. And here she is with her new mother and father.
Flora: Now Sword of Truth, fly swift and sure, that evil die and good endure.
Grumpy: Angel, ha! She's a female! And all females is poison! They're full of wicked wiles.
Bashful: What are wicked wiles?
Grumpy: I don't know, but I'm agin' 'em.
Mowgli: Oh, Baloo, I wanna stay with you.
Baloo: Certainly, you do.
Bagheera: Oh? And just how do you think he will survive?
Baloo: "How do you think he will... " What do you mean how do you think he... He's with me, ain't he? And I'll learn him all I know.
Bagheera: Oh? That shouldn't take too long.