Camerlengo Patrick McKenna: Open the doors, and tell the world the truth.
Lumière: You must forgive first impressions. I hope you are not too startled.
Belle: Why would I be startled? I'm talking to a candle.
Lumière: Candelabra, please. Enormous difference.
Cogsworth: You know she will never love him.
Lumière: A broken clock is right two times a day, mon ami. But this is not one of those times.
Lumière: Sacre bleu! Invaders.
Lumière: Cogsworth, look! A beautiful girl!
Cogsworth: Yes, I can see it's a girl; I've lost my hands, not my eyes.
Lumière: What if she is the one? The one who will break the spell?
Hal: Well, let's say.
Oliver: Arthur, down.
Hal: ...let's say since you were little, and... and you... you always dreamed of... of someday getting a lion, and you wait and you wait and you wait and you wait, and the lion doesn't come. Then along comes a giraffe. You can be alone, or you can be with the giraffe.
Oliver: I'd wait for the lion.
Hal: That's why I worry about you.
Oliver: We didn't know how we learned the stories in our heads, but sometimes they stopped running, and I can really see Anna's eyes in 2003. Her ears. Her feet. This is what it looks like when she says, 'I love you, ' in 2003. This is what it looks like when she cries. When she tells me there's always a new empty room waiting for her. They used to make her feel free. Now they make her feel the opposite of free.
Oliver: We didn't go to this war. We didn't have to hide to have sex. Our good fortune allowed us to feel a sadness that our parents didn't have time for and a happiness that I never saw with them.
Anna: You can ask me anything.
Oliver: Anything? What's that there?
Anna: That's a tree.
Oliver: Yeah.
Anna: And Cars.
Oliver: Uh-huh.
Anna: Another building like this one.
Oliver: Right.
Anna: People in the building like us. Half of them think things will never work out. The other half believe in magic. It's like a war between them.
Oliver: How do you know so much about people?
Anna: Oh. Well, you have to learn how to read their faces.
Oliver: I've always wanted to have a phone call with someone who doesn't talk.
Elliot: You're thinking about her all the time.
Oliver: And you know that because.
Elliot: Because you're not talking about it. I know you.
Andy: Sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll, hey ladies?
Vera: Aye, but we can do without the drugs and rock 'n' roll.
