Sally Peep: If my door wasn't locked, I'd be scared you'd come into my house and huff and puff and blow all my clothes off.
Wolf: Where do you live, Sally?
Tony: Well, it's "slice the fruitcake" time again.
Evil Queen: I hope you like dogs, Wendell. You're going to spend the rest of your life as one.
Wolf: Don't worry, I'm not who I used to be. I've had extensive therapy. I realise I have been using food as a substitute for love and I have the books to prove it: "Breaking the Cycle", "Heal Yourself in 7 Days", "Stop Blaming Yourself, Please", and "Help for the Bedwetting Child", which I picked up by mistake. But I've got them all.
Wolf: Wolfies just pretend to do naughty things.
Burly: This could be a long torture session.
Virginia: I'll tell you anything you wanna know.
Burly: Torture first, then you talk. It's better that way. Rush a torture, ruin a torture.
Snow White: You're cold. You're cold, Virginia. How did you become so cold? You are still lost in the forest. But lonely, lost girls like us can rescue themselves. You are standing on the edge of greatness.
Wolf: But you don't understand, I won't be here next week.
Dr. Horowitz: Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, you're not going to intimidate me with suicide threats.
Restaurant Owner: I am the greatest chef in the Nine Kingdoms! Folks travel hundreds of miles just to eat my food.
Wolf: Yeah, well my date's from a different dimension, so don't slip up.
Blue Bell: I think we might be in her pocket.
Burly: What?
Blue Bell: I think she might have shrunk us, and put us in a matchbox in her pocket.
Burly: That's ridiculous. You're falling to pieces. Get a grip on yourself. How can we be in a matchbox, you idiot? Where are all the matches?
Acorn: If you get stabbed... save the knife for me, won't ya?
Virginia: I mean I still have this uncontrollable urge to just go up to people and say "My mother left me when I was seven!" As if that would explain everything. And I miss her. And I hate her! And I miss her... I was on a train and it crashed or something, and no-one came and rescued me.
Acorn: Straight ahead 300 yards, left at the rotting entrails and you're out. Ten, fifteen minutes at the most.
Acorn: You may find what you seek down there.
Virginia: What do you mean?
Acorn: I don't know. I always wanted to say that.
Evil Queen: Is there something you wanted to get off your chest?
Prince Wendell: I refuse to be a man. I won't do it any longer. I insist on being a dog.
Huntsman: I know your destiny. You'll ask a question, and die before it's answered.
Old Elf: Who are you?
Wolf: I give you my solemn wolf word.
Tony: What is it with you people? What kind of twisted upbringing did you have? You know, why can't you just say, 'Oh, that'll be 100 gold coins'? Why does it always have to be, 'No! Not unless you lay a magic egg, or count the hairs on that giant's ass!'?
Dr. Horowitz: Now I'm going to give you a word, and I want you to say the first word that comes into your mind.
Wolf: Oh, yeah! Oh, a game. Yeah.
Dr. Horowitz: Here we go. Home.
Wolf: Cooking.
Dr. Horowitz: Coward.
Wolf: Chicken.
Dr. Horowitz: Wedding.
Wolf: Cake.
Dr. Horowitz: Dead.
Wolf: Meat.
Dr. Horowitz: Sexual.
Wolf: Ooh, appetite.
Dr. Horowitz: Love.
Wolf: Oh! To eat anything fluffy! Ah, sorry, sorry, more than one word. Start again?
Prince Wendell: Antony, I know this is highly irregular, but, would you mind giving me a cuddle, please?
Answer: Because if Wendell and the switched dog somehow came in contact with each other then they would switch back. She does not want to risk this happening.
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