Pugsley: Are they dead?
Wednesday: Does it matter?
Babs: I don't want to be a pie! I don't like gravy.
Brother Silence: As if killing the bard impresses us.
The Horned King: I presume, my boy, you are the keeper of this oracular pig.
Max: Did you make this?
Carol: Yeah, yeah.
Max: It's very good.
Carol: We were gonna make a whole world like this. But everyone used to come here, but you know... You know what it feels like when all your teeth are falling out really slowly and you don't realise and then you notice that, well, they're really far apart? And then one day... You don't have any teeth anymore.
Max: Yeah.
Carol: Well it was like that.
Verbena 'Ever's Housekeeper': I'm not saying a word. Not one single word.
George Little: Maybe we should go home.
Mr. Little: Why?
George Little: I'm not wearing my lucky underwear.
Mr. Little: You don't have lucky underwear.
George Little: Well, maybe we should get some, and then come back for another race.
Molly: It's the ugliest thing I've seen.
Danny: Reminds me of your friend Laurie.
Molly: Does not.
Marilla Cuthbert: Every baby is the sweetest and the best.
Dr. Frankenstein: Finally - my fiendish formula is finished.
Alvin Seville: Try saying that three times - quickly.
Dr. Frankenstein: My finished formula is frrr... my formlest fiendula is... my fishiest formula... my fie... never mind.
Shaw: Don't trust him. Pets are double agents. The moment you turn your backs, he'll shiv you.
Bobbie: Oh, no he can't. We had him fixed.
Simba: Kiara.
Zira: Kovu. Move.
Simba: Stand aside.
Kiara: Daddy, this has to stop.
Zira: You're even weaker than I thought. Get out of the way.
Kovu: You'll never hurt Kiara or Simba. Not while I'm here.
Simba: Stay out of this.
Kiara: A wise king once told me, "We are one." I didn't understand him then. Now I do.
Simba: But - they.
Kiara: Them? Us? Look at them. They are us. What differences do you see?
[Dr. Terminus has just learned of Elliot's existence.]
Dr. Terminus: Do you think this kid Pete would sell it?
Hoagy: Money talks.
Dr. Terminus: First there's a dragon. Now he tells me money talks. Will miracles never cease?
Jessica Harrison: If I'd wanted your help, mate, I would've asked for it.
Anya: [reading letter.] "I am sure he hurts the poor little kitten and when I cry, he just laughs at me. Yours sincerely, Miss Sarah Foster." You were quite right to bring this to our attention, Dooley. That little boy must not get a present.
Santa Claus: No present for him? Every child should get a present.
Anya: It's time to change the rules.
Santa Claus: You'll have folks saying that Santa Claus only rewards the good little boys and girls.
Anya: Isn't that as it should be?
Santa Claus: Alright. Dooley, make up a list of who is naughty and nice.
Dooley: Yes, sir.
Santa Claus: And be careful. I'll be checking it twice.
Luther Heggs: Calm? Do "murder" and "calm" go together? Calm and murder? Murder?
Emperor: The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all.
Shang: Sir?
Emperor: You don't meet a girl like that every dynasty.