It's funny being inside, innit? 'Cause when you are inside, you're still actually outside, aren't ya? And then you can say, when you're outside, you're inside, because you're always inside your head.
Do you think you can recapture your youth by ****in' it? You don't want to **** me, you'll catch something cruel.
Are you with me?
I found him!
I know.
He's here!
I understand.
Let's kill him!
No! I trusted you. And all this time, you've been his friend. He's a werewolf! That's why he's been missing classes.
How long have you known?
Since Professor Snape set the essay.
Well, well, Hermione, you really are the brightest witch of your age I've ever met.
Enough talk, Remus! Come on, let's kill him!
Wait!
I DID MY WAITING!! TWELVE YEARS OF IT! IN AZKABAN!!!
Very well. Kill him. But wait one more minute. Harry has the right to know why.
I know why. You betrayed my parents. You're the reason they're dead!
No, Harry. Someone did betray your parents but it was somebody who, until quite recently, "I believed to be dead."
Who was it then?
Peter Pettigrew! And he's in this room, right now!
Tell me about Peter Pettigrew!
He was at school with us. We thought he was our friend.
No. Pettigrew's dead. [Points the wand at Sirius] You killed him!
No he didn't! I thought so, too, until you mentioned seeing Pettigrew's name on the map.
The map was lying, then.
The map never lies. Pettigrew's alive. And he's right there! [Points at Ron]
Me?! He's mental!
Not you! Your rat!
Scabbers has been in our family for--
Twelve years! Curiously long life for a common garden rat!? He's missing a toe, isn't he?
So what?
All they could find of Pettigrew was his--
Finger! The dirty coward cut it off so that everyone would think he was dead! And then he transformed into a rat!
Show me. [Sirius attempt take Scabbers from Ron] Give it to him, Ron.
No! What are you trying to do to him? [Sirius takes Scabbers] Scabbers! Leave him alone!
[Sirius and Lupin just barely manage to make the rat transform into Peter Pettigrew]
Ron, the dog, where is it?
Harry, he's the dog! He's an animagus!
If you want to kill Harry, you'll have to kill us, too!
No. Only one will die tonight.
Then it'll be you!
Are you going to kill me, Harry?
Expelliarmus! [Harry's wand flies out of his hand and he goes over to Ron and Hermione] Well, well, Sirius. Looking rather ragged, aren't we? Finally, the flesh reflects the madness within.
Well, you'd know all about the madness within, wouldn't you, Remus?
[Lupin helps Sirius up off the floor]
I'm a vegetarian.
I eat dirt.
No one will be eating you, James.
Naw, she'll just puncture your head and suck out the brains!
That I am saving for you.
Whoa! Pretty fast, long legs. Oh-oo-oo!
Ow! Somebody pinched me!
Sorry. Thought you were the Spider.
Ouch! What was that?!
Excuse, I thought you were the Centipede.
Hello... little... angel!
So kind of you to look after our little lost lamb.
Who are you?
We are the boy's legal guardians.
We've missed him so much.
So we'll be taking him home now.
And the peach, of course. We're taking that as well.
Well, wait a minute. Back up. You mean to tell me that this thing is a peach?
It's not a peach. It's our peach.
Our peach.
Show him, Spongy.
Yes. [shows the cop a picture of her and Spiker with the giant peach]
Looks like it's their peach all right.
Yes! Yes. And we're very proud of it.
We're going to be in the record book.
It's not their peach. The old man gave the green things to me. That's what made it grow.
How dare you disagree with us!
Patience, sister. Remember his... condition.
His condition?
He's a chronic liar.
Sad, really. He needs his treatment.
Well, that's why we're here; to bring him home. So, you come here with us. Hey, Lovey!
I'm not the one who's lying. They are!
As you can see, Officer, it is urgent that you release him to us immediately.
LET THE BOY SPEAK!
Alright, alright, alright! Let's get to the bottom of this! This thing is a peach. Now, all right. I'll buy that. Now, does someone wanna tell me how it got here?
We attached it to a hundred seagulls.
Seagulls? [laughs with the crowd]
That's what happened! Me and Miss Spider and the Centipede and the Old Green Grasshopper.
I think he's gone mad.
This is all something he dreamed up.
Well, maybe it started that way, as a dream, but didn't everything? Those buildings, these lights, this whole city! Somebody had to dream about it first, and maybe that's what I did. I dreamed about coming here, but then I did it!
The poor boy needs his medicine. Yes. So, we'll just take him...
And the peach.
Back to our cozy little house on the hill. Come along. You're going home with us.
No, I'm not.
What did you say?
I said: [enunciating] NO... I'M... NOT!! I hate that house, and that cold room, and how I was always hungry.
All right! That's enough!
And how you beat me!
He's lying!
They beat him up?!
They beat him?!
And told me I was nothing!
Shut up!
Shut up!
Shut up!
NO! Not this time! I flew the peach across the ocean. I landed on top of the tallest building in the world. [turns to Spiker and Sponge] I MADE IT! I'M NOT THE ONE WHO'S NOTHING, YOU ARE! AND I'M NEVER GOING BACK WITH YOU! NOT ME AND NOT THE PEACH!!!!
HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO US THIS WAY!!
James, up here!
Hello, we are here! [A green light shines down from above.]
Hey, buddy!
What are they?
Young James!
Hey, Jimmy!
Bugs!
Need a little help down there?
Giant bugs! [she and Spiker scream]
Hey, you old biddies! [blows raspberry]
Help! Help us! [but the crowd ignores them as they are too busy watching the sudden appearance of James' bug friends]
Whoo-ee! Here we are, dear!
Hello, James!
I told you they were real!
Hello, old boy!
Requesting clearance to land!
Sometimes there's no lesson. That's a lesson in itself.
I think there's something very very wrong with me...
I think you're extraordinary.
Why?
I don't know yet. It's just obvious to me that you are.
Our plane crashed in the endless southern Pacific, and we drifted for days between life and death. On the sixth or seventh day, the two men who had survived with me began to fight over the last canteen of water. They fought like beasts, not men. I fought for my life, just as savagely as they did.
I saw very little of Moreau as the crisis broke. He was in the laboratory, working away in pursuit of his dream to create a perfect human race. Nothing was said of my attempted escape. Montgomery, who had once been a brilliant neurosurgeon, was reduced to being the beast-people's jailor - and now he had become mine too.
Are you a doctor?
Well, I'm more of a vet.
You will help me destroy them, Diana. Or you will die.
You were right, Diana, they don't deserve our help. They only deserve destruction.
I am not your enemy, Diana. I am the only one who truly knows you, and who truly knows them, as you now do. They have always been and will always be weak, cruel, selfish and capable of the greatest horrors. All I ever wanted was for the gods to see how evil my father's creation was. But they refused. So I destroyed them.
Well if you won't, I will.
No atheists in foxholes, eh?
Very sorry. Send me the bill. I'll take care of it.
That's all right, Mr. Ambassador. Let's just say that you owe me one.
In your kingdom, Einon, there are worse fates than death.
I'll think one up for you.
Lay down, Bowen! You're the sad remains of dead systems and dead beliefs!
They were your beliefs!
Never! Never mine!
But... you spoke the words...you spoke them from your heart!
I vomited them up because I couldn't stomach them! Because I knew it was what you wanted to hear!
Lies! Liar! I taught you!
You taught me to fight, that's all! I took what I needed from you. You taught me to fight! [stabs Bowen in the shoulder, disarming him] You taught me well.
Times have not been kind to you, Bowen. You should have never broke with me.
It was you who broke with me!
And yet, you returned to me with this girl I lost.
I think she wants to stay lost.
Not her decision, I'm afraid! [draws his sword] I'm ready for my lesson now, knight!
How many lives has been lost on the cutting edge of discovery?
Sorry Francois. They didn't have these.
You know, I don't see too well without them.
I'm sure you'll be fine. That's where we goofed up with the professor.
Yeah, yeah, look. We need cultural experts, not scientists. My people simply don't know about the medieval world, or how to mingle with the locals, which is what we're gonna have to do, if we're going to find the professor and bring him back.
So that's it? We just step on that machine and whiz back to 1357?








