Barbara Luddy movie quotes

View Quote Now, if you would ask me, I think it just a wee bit...

View Quote No, no. North, dear.

View Quote Oh, my goodness! Roo, how did you get way up there?

View Quote Maleficent: Oh, come now, Prince Philip. Why so melancholy? A wondrous future lies before you. You, the destined hero of a charming fairy tale come true. [She shows Philip an image of King Stefan's castle, using her staff] Behold, King Stefan's castle. And in yonder topmost tower, dreaming of her true love, the Princess Aurora. But see the gracious whim of fate. Why, 'tis the selfsame peasant maid who won the heart of our noble prince but yesterday. She is indeed most wondrous fair, gold of sunshine in her hair, lips that shame the red, red rose. In ageless sleep, she finds repose. The years roll by. But a hundred years, to a steadfast heart, are but a day. And now, the gates of a dungeon part and our prince is free to go his way. Off he rides on his noble steed-- [shows him walking slowly away on his horse, old and slumped] a valiant figure, straight and tall-- to wake his love with "love's first kiss"...and prove that "true love" conquers all! [laughs wildly and evily]
Merryweather: Why, you, you, y-- [Flora pulls her back into hiding; Diablo the crow hears them, but Maleficent summons him]
Maleficent: Come, my pet. Let us leave our noble prince with these happy thoughts. [at the door] A most gratifying day. For the first time in sixteen years, I shall sleep well. [she leaves; Diablo eyes the door suspiciously]
[Flora, Fauna and Merryweather fly in]
Flora: Shh! No time to explain. [they magically break his chains and he gets up to leave] Wait, Prince Philip. The road to true love may be barred by still many more dangers, which you alone will have to face. So arm thyself with this enchanted shield of virtue, and this mighty sword of truth, for these weapons of righteousness will triumph over evil. Now come, we must hurry.
About Sleeping Beauty (1959 film)[edit]

View Quote [A storm blows up and a gust of wind blows open the castle doors. Maleficent magically appears from the green flames]
Fauna: Why, it's Maleficent!
Merryweather: What does she want here?
Flora: Shh!
Maleficent: Well, quite a glittering assemblage, King Stefan. Royalty, nobility, the gentry, and-- [chuckles and looks at the Good Fairies] How quaint! Even the Rabble. [Merryweather charges at her but is held back by Flora] I really felt quite distressed at not receiving an invitation.
Merryweather: You weren't wanted.
Maleficent: Not wa--Oh, dear, what an awkward situation. I had hoped it was merely due to some oversight. Well, in that event, I'd best be on my way.
Queen: And you're not offended, Your Excellency?
Maleficent: Why, no, Your Majesty. And to show I bear no ill will, I, too, shall bestow a gift on the child. Listen well, all of you! The princess shall indeed grow in grace and beauty, beloved by all who know her. But… before the sun sets on her sixteenth birthday, she shall prick her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel...and DIE!
Queen: [grabs Aurora] Oh, no!
[Maleficent maniacally chuckles]
Stefan: Seize that creature!
Maleficent: Stand back, you fools! [disappears in green flames while manically cackling when her crow flies away into the distance]

View Quote [Aurora's singing after meeting Prince Phillip]
Fauna: She's in love of--
Merryweather: Oh no!
Flora: This is terrible!
Aurora: Why? After all, I am sixteen.
Flora: It isn't that, dear.
Fauna: You are already betrothed.
Aurora: Betrothed?
Merryweather: Since the day you were born.
Fauna: To Prince Phillip, dear.
Aurora: But that's impossible! How could've I marry a prince? I have to be--
Merryweather: A princess.
Fauna: And you are, dear.
Flora: Princess Aurora. Tonight we're taking you back to your father, King Stefan.
Aurora: But I can't! He's coming here tonight, I'd promised to meet him.
Flora: I'm sorry, child. But you must never see that young man again.
Aurora: Oh no! No! I can't believe it! No! No!
(She runs to her room crying)
Merryweather: And we thought she'd be so happy.

View Quote Tramp: We'd better go through this place from A to Z. Apes. No, no, no, no. No use even asking them.
[one of the apes in their cage scratches his head at the two dogs, while the other two both look at the audience]
Tramp: They wouldn't understand.
Lady: They wouldn't?
Tramp: Uh-uh. Too closely related to humans. Uh-oh! Alligators. Now, there's an idea! [to the alligator about the muzzle] Say, Al? Do you suppose you could nip this contraption off for us?
Al the Alligator: Glad to oblige. [Opens his mouth wide to the point where Lady's entire head can fit in it]
Tramp: Whoa, WHOA!!!! [The alligator nearly, and accidentally, bites Lady's head off, but the Tramp saves her at the last second and a hyena laughs hysterically in his cage at both Lady and Tramp] Huh! If anybody ever needed a muzzle, it's him.
Beaver: [off-screen] TIMBER!!!!
Tramp: Hey, Pigeon! Look out! [a tree falls over close to the two dogs] Now, what hair-brained idiot would--? [notices a beaver gnawing on the tree] Hey, look! A beaver! Here's the answer to our problem!
Beaver: [inspects the tree] Let me see here... 6 foot 6 and 7/16 inches.
Tramp: Uh... Pardon me, friend! I wonder if you'd do us a little...
Beaver: Busy, sonny! Busy! Can't stop to gossip now. [tries to push the tree] Gotta slide this sycamore to...the swamp.
Tramp: Yeah, well, this will only take a second of your time.
Beaver: Only a second!? L-Listen! Listen, sonny! Do you realize every second 70 centimeters of water is wasted over that spill-way?! [points to his unfinished dam]
Tramp: Yeah, but...
Beaver: Gotta get this log moving, sonny! Gotta get it moving! T'ain't the cuttin' takes some time! It's the doggone haulin'!
Tramp: [notices the leash to Lady's muzzle and the limb on the tree] The haulin'! Exactly! Now, what you need is--
Beaver: I'd better bisect this section here. [begins gnawing on the log]
Tramp: What you need is a log puller! [the beaver gnaws loudly] [screaming] I SAID A LOG PULLER!!!
Beaver: I ain't "deaf", sonny. There's no need to... Did you say, "log puller"!?
Tramp: And by a lucky coincidence, you see before you, modeled by the lovely little lady, the new, improved, patented, handy-dandy, never-failed, little-giant log puller! The Busy Beaver's Friend!
Beaver: You don't say!
Tramp: Guaranteed not to wear, tear, rip, or ravel! Turn around, sister, and show the customer the merchandise. And it cuts log-hauling time 66%!
Beaver: 66%, eh!? [chuckles] Think of that! Well, how does it work?
Tramp: Why, it's no work at all. You neatly slip this ring into the limb like this... [slips the leash of Lady's muzzle into the limb of the log] and haul it off!
Beaver: Say, you mind if I slip it on for size?
Tramp: Help yourself, friend! Help yourself!
Beaver: Okay, don't mind if I do! [pulls on the rope to Lady's muzzle] How do you get the "consarned" thing off, sonny?
Tramp: Glad you brought that up, friend. Glad you brought that up. To remove it, simply place the strap between your teeth.
Beaver: Like this? [puts the strap of Lady's muzzle between his teeth]
Tramp: Correct, friend! Now bite hard! [the beaver bites the strap of the muzzle, removing it from Lady] You see?
Lady: It's off!
Beaver: Say, that is simple!
Tramp: Well, friend, we'll be on our way now, so...
Beaver: Uh-uh-uh-uh! Not so fast now, sonny! [puts on the muzzle] I'll have to make certain it's satisfactory before we settle on a price.
Tramp: Oh, no! It's all yours, friend! You can keep it!
Beaver: Uh, I can, huh? I can!?
Lady: Uh-huh. It's a free sample. [Tramp is astonished by this remark]
Beaver: Well, thanks a lot! Thanks ever so... [the log rolls down the hill, causing the beaver to tumble with it; when the log hits the river, it blocks it completely, completing the dam] Say! It works swell! [water squirts out of the beaver's mouth]

View Quote Lady: But when she put that horrible muzzle on me...
Tramp: Oh, say no more. I get the whole picture. Aunts, cats, muzzles. Well, that's what comes of tying yourself down to one family.
Lady: Haven't you a family?
Tramp: One for every day of the week. The point is, none of them have me.
Lady: I'm afraid I don't understand.
Tramp: It's simple. You see... Hey! Something tells me it's supper-time. Come on. I'll show you what I mean. Now take the Schultzes here. Little Fritzie... That's me, Pige. Makes this his Monday home.
Lady: Monday home?
Tramp: [in German accent] Ach, ja! Mondays is Mama Schultz cooking der Wiener schnitzel. [normal voice] Delicious! [in Irish accent] Now, O'Briens here is where little Mike... Sure and that's me again, Pige. Comes of a Tuesday.
Lady: "Of a Tuesday"?
Tramp: Begorra and that's when they're after havin' that darlin' corn beef. [normal voice] You see, Pige, when you're footloose and collar-free... ah, you take nothing but the best.

View Quote Tramp: Well, here we are.
Lady: The zoo?
Tramp: Sure! No, no. This way. Follow me.
[the zoo security guard hums an Irish folk song]
Lady: Oh!
Tramp: What's the matter, Pige?
Lady: We can't go in.
Tramp: Why not?
Lady: Well, the sign says, "No Dogs Allowed."
Tramp: Yeah, well, well, that's... That's the angle.
Lady: Angle?
Tramp: Look, we'll just wait for the right... [the professor appears reading a book] Uh-oh! Here we are now. Just lay low.
[Tramp whistles at the zoo security guard, then barks]
Zoo Security Guard: Hey, you!
Professor: [closes his book] Uh, I beg your pardon? Were you addressing me?
Zoo Security Guard: What's the matter!? [shows the professor the "No Dogs Allowed" sign] Can't you read!?
Professor: Why, yes. Several languages.
Zoo Security Guard: Oh, a wise guy, eh? [Tramp growls viciously at the zoo security guard] All right, now... [points to Tramp with his nightstick] ...what's this creature doing here?
Tramp: [barks at the zoo security guard's nightstick]
Professor: He's not my dog. [Tramp jumps into the professor's arms]
Zoo Security Guard: Oh, he's not, eh!? [Tramp barks at the zoo security guard]
Professor: Let go! Go away! Go on! Why, certainly not, officer.
Zoo Security Guard: Aye, and I suppose you'll be telling me next that it was the dog that was whistling, eh!?
Professor: I-I-I'm certain I don't know.
Zoo Security Guard: Oh, so, I'm a liar now, am I!? [angrily] Well, you listen to me! AHA! Resisting an officer of the law! [Tramp tears off the back of the professor's suit, in order to provoke him into getting into trouble with the zoo security guard] Oh, you're going to pay! [Tramp bites the zoo security guard's buttocks] OW!! Pull a knife on me, would you!? Trying to assassinate me, are you!? Carrying a concealed weapon! [the zoo security guard's and the professor's fight makes some nearby elephants, lions, and giraffes think the zoo security guard and the professor both have gone crazy, as they watch the fight from their exhibits]
Tramp: [continues barking, then to Lady] Come on, Pidge. The place is ours. [he enters the zoo with Lady, as the zoo security guard and the professor continue fighting]