(after finding the television remote at a hotel he is staying at) It appears this odd little box controls the magic mirror!

(after stabbing a bus) The steel beast is dead, peasants! I set you all free.

Bus Driver: Are you crazy? Nobody stabs my bus.

Bus Driver: [as Pip jumps in her hair] A rat! Get it off me! Prince Edward: Well, strictly speaking, he's a chipmunk.

Dragon Narissa: [in reference to killing them] Let's begin with the girl who started it all, shall we? Robert Philip: Over my dead body. Dragon Narissa: Alright. I'm flexible. [grabs Robert]

Giselle: [to a pair of white doves] Take these flowers to Nancy, please. Robert Philip: What are you, crazy? They're birds! They don't know where she lives.

Giselle: Is that the only word that you know? "No?" Robert Philip: No. Giselle: Oh, yeah. Robert Philip: No. Giselle: "No." Robert Philip: No. Giselle: "No." Robert Philip: No. I mean, No! No. Giselle: "No! No! No!" Over and over again! Every word out of your mouth is "No!" It just makes me so... Oh, sometimes you make me so... Robert Philip: Makes you so what? Giselle: You make me so... so... angry! [laughs] I'm angry. [laughs]

Giselle: Is this a habit of yours? Falling off of stuff? Robert Philip: Only when you're around to catch me.

Giselle: Now, if only I can find a place to rest my head for the night. Robert Philip: What kind of place? Giselle: I don't know. Maybe a nearby meadow or a hollow tree. Robert Philip: A hollow tree? Giselle: Or a house full of dwarves. I hear they're very hospitable.

Giselle: Robert! This is Clara. She saw Edward. Robert Philip: Oh. Clara: He was on the bus this morning. Robert Philip: Uh-huh… Clara: He tried to kill me! Robert Philip: Great. Wonderful. That's great.

Giselle: When you meet that special someone who's meant for you... [singing] Before two can become one, there is something you must do. Rabbit: Do you pull each other's tails? Bird: Do you feed each other seeds? Giselle: No. [singing] There is something sweeter everybody needs.

Giselle: Why are you staring at me? Robert Philip: I don't know. It's… it's like you escaped from a Hallmark card or something. Giselle: Is that a bad thing?

Giselle: You see, I've been wandering very far and long tonight, and I'm afraid nobody has been very nice to me. Robert Philip: Yeah, well, welcome to New York. Giselle: Thank you.

Giselle: [singing] How does she know you love her? Robert Philip: Oh no, no, no... Giselle: [singing] How does she know... Robert Philip: People look-looking... Giselle: [singing] She's yours? Robert Philip: Don't sing. It's okay, you know. Let's just walk. Can we walk? Jamaican Man: ["singing"] How does she know that you love her? Robert Philip: He knows this song, too?

Giselle: [singing] Well, does he take you out dancin' just so he can hold you close? Robert Philip: I don't dance. Giselle: [singing] Dedicate a song with words meant just for you? Ooh! Robert Philip: And I really don't sing.