Nikabrik: I told you we should have killed him when we had the chance.
Trufflehunter: You know why we can't!
Prince Caspian: If we're taking a vote, I'm with him.

Susan Pevensie: [referring to Peter] I wish he'd just listened to the D.L.F. in the first place!
Edmund Pevensie: D.L.F.?
Lucy Pevensie: Dear Little Friend.
Trumpkin: Oh... that's not at all patronizing, is it?

Reepicheep: Choose your last words carefully, Telmarine.
Prince Caspian: You are a mouse.
Reepicheep: I was hoping for something a little more original.

Lucy Pevensie: [holding up one of her old dresses] I was so tall.
Susan Pevensie: Well, you were older then.
Edmund Pevensie: As opposed to hundreds of years later, when you're younger.

Prince Caspian: [referring to the kings and queens of old] I thought you'd be older.
Peter Pevensie: Well if you'd like we can leave and come back in a few years.

Susan Pevensie: Oh no! Pretend you're talking to me!
Edmund Pevensie: We *are* talking to you.

Trufflehunter: [after fighting with Nikabrik in Trufflehunter's house and knocking down a bowl of soup] Look what you made me do!
[mutters:]
Trufflehunter: Spent half the morning on that soup...
Prince Caspian: What are you?
Trufflehunter: You know, it's funny that you should ask that. You'd think more people would know a badger when they see one.
Prince Caspian: No, I mean you're Narnians. You're supposed to be extinct.
Nikabrik: Sorry to disappoint you.

Peter Pevensie: When Aslan bares his teeth, winter meets it's end.
Lucy Pevensie: When Aslan shakes his mane, it's spring again.

Susan Pevensie: [aiming her bow and arrow at the Telmarines] Drop him!
[they toss Trumpkin in the water and run away]
Trumpkin: [to Susan, after being rescued] Drop him? Was the best you could think off?

Enough, Nikabrik! Or do I have to sit on your head again?

Trufflehunter

I left my new torch in Narnia.

Edmund Pevensie

Telmarine Soldier Killed by Reepicheep: You're a mouse.
Reepicheep: You people have no imagination!

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