Toby Jones movie quotes

View Quote As a species, we're fundamentally insane. Put more than two of us in a room, we pick sides and start dreaming up reasons to kill one another. Why do you think we invented politics and religion?

View Quote Welcome to Sesame Street. Today's word is 'expiation.'

View Quote You can't convince some people there's a fire when their hair is burning. Denial is a powerful thing.

View Quote [last words] Such a beautiful place, to be with friends. Dobby is happy to be with his friend, Harry Potter.

View Quote Harry Potter. So long it's been.

View Quote Dobby has come to rescue Harry Potter, of course. Dobby will always be there for Harry Potter.

View Quote [After Dobby has beaten himself nearly senseless]
Harry: Are you all right?
Dobby: [Dazedly] Dobby had to punish himself, sir. Dobby almost spoke ill of his family.

View Quote Harry: Mr. Malfoy. Mr. Malfoy! [Lucius turns around] I have something of yours. [Hands him the diary]
Lucius Malfoy: Mine? I don't know what you're talking about.
Harry: I think you do, sir. I think you slipped the diary into Ginny Weasley's cauldron, that day at Diagon Alley.
Lucius Malfoy: You do, do you? [Hands the diary to Dobby] [Whispers] Why don't you prove it? [Harry doesn't answer] Come, Dobby.
Harry: [Whispers to Dobby] Open it.
[Dobby opens Tom Riddle's Diary]
Lucius Malfoy: Dobby?
Dobby: Master has given Dobby a sock.
Lucius Malfoy: What? [Turns around] I didn't give--
Dobby: [Holding the sock] Master has presented Dobby with clothes. Dobby is free.
[Harry pulls up his pant leg, revealing it was his sock]
Lucius Malfoy: You lost me my SERVANT!!!! [Pulls his wand from his cane and aims it directly at Harry]
Dobby: You shall not harm Harry Potter!
Lucius Malfoy: [About to curse Harry] Avada--
[Dobby blasts him away]
Lucius Malfoy: Your parents were medlesome fools, too! One day soon, Potter, you are going to meet the same, sticky, end. [Leaves]

View Quote Harry: I can't let you out, Hedwig. I'm not allowed to use magic outside of school. Besides, if Uncle Vernon...
Vernon: [off-screen] Harry Potter!
Harry: Now you've done it.
Petunia: [making a cake as Harry enters] He's in there. Vernon?
Vernon: I'm warning you. If you can't control that bloody bird, it'll have to go.
Harry: But she's bored. If I could only let her out for an hour or two.
Vernon: [laughs] So you can send secret messages to your freaky little friends? No, sir.
Harry: But I haven't had any messages from any of my friends. Not one, all summer.
Dudley: Who would want to be friends with you? [bumps Harry harshly]
Vernon: I should think you'd be a little more grateful. We've raised you since you were a baby, given you the food off our table, even let you have Dudley's second bedroom, purely out of the goodness of our hearts.
Petunia: Not now, bumpkins. It's for when the Masons arrive.
Vernon: Which should be any minute. [motions for his family to come over] Now, let's go over the schedule once again, shall we? Petunia, when the Masons arrive, you will be...?
Petunia: In the lounge, waiting to welcome them graciously to our home.
Vernon: Good. And, Dudley, you will be...?
Dudley: I'll be waiting to open the door.
Vernon: Excellent. [to Harry; sternly] And you?
Harry: I'll be in my bedroom, making no noise and pretending that I don't exist.
Vernon: Too right, you will. With any luck, this could well be the day I make the biggest deal of my career. And you will not mess it up.
[Harry walks upstairs to his room, and as he enters he is surprised to meet a house-elf named Dobby]
Dobby: Harry Potter! Such an honor it is!
Harry: Who are you?
Dobby: Dobby, sir. Dobby the house-elf.
Harry: Not to be rude or anything, but this isn't a great time for me to have a house-elf in my bedroom.
Dobby: Oh, oh, yes, sir! Dobby understands! It's just that Dobby has come to tell you... It is difficult, sir. Dobby wonders where to begin.
Harry: Why don't you sit down?
Dobby: Sit down? Sit down? [begins to cry and leaves the bed]
Harry: Dobby. I'm sorry! I didn't mean to offend you or anything.
Dobby: Offend Dobby? Dobby has heard of your greatness, sir, but never has he been asked to sit down by a wizard, like an equal.
Harry: You can't have met many decent wizards, then.
Dobby: No, I haven't. [walks to the dresser] That was an awful thing to say. Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby!
Harry: Stop, Dobby! Dobby, shush! Dobby, please, stop!
Vernon: Oh, don't mind that. It's just the cat.
Dobby: Bad Dobby!
Harry: Stop! Stop, Dobby! Please be quiet. Are you all right?
Dobby: Dobby had to punish himself, sir. Dobby almost spoke ill of his family.
Harry: Your family?
Dobby: The wizard family Dobby serves, sir. Dobby is bound to serve one family forever. If they knew Dobby was here... [shivers] But Dobby had to come. Dobby has to protect Harry Potter, to warn him. Harry Potter must not go back to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry this year! There is a plot, a plot to make most terrible things happen.
Harry: What terrible things? Who's plotting them?
Dobby: Can't say.
Harry: Okay, I understand. You can't say.
Dobby: Don't make me talk, I... [climbs up on Harry's desk and hits himself with a lamp] Bad Dobby!
Harry: Dobby. Dobby, put the lamp down.
Vernon: So, when they arrive at the ninth hole... [hears the noise coming from upstairs]
Harry: Give me the lamp! Dobby, stop! [yanks the lamp out of Dobby's hands and carries him by the mark]
Dobby: Let me go!
Harry: [shoves him into the closet] Get in there and keep quiet! [closes the door]
Vernon: What the devil are you doing up here?!
Harry: I was just...
Vernon: You've just ruined the punch line of my Japanese golfer joke.
Harry: Sorry.
Vernon: One more sound and you'll wish you'd never been born, boy! And fix that door!
Harry: Yes, sir. [lets Dobby out of the closet after Uncle Vernon leaves the room] See why I've got to go back? I don't belong here. I belong in your world, at Hogwarts. It's the only place I've got friends.
Dobby: Friends who don't even write to Harry Potter?
Harry: Well, I expect they've… [realizes] Hang on. How do you know my friends haven't been writing to me?
Dobby: Harry Potter mustn't be angry with Dobby. Dobby hoped if Harry Potter thought his friends had forgotten him, [takes out a stack of letters] Harry Potter might not want to go back to school, sir.
Harry: Give me those. Now!
Dobby: NO! [bolts out of the room and heads downstairs as Harry chases after him, sees the cake, and gets a mischievous idea]
Harry: [whispering] Dobby, get back here! [Dobby snaps his fingers, making the cake magically float; begging] Dobby, please, no.
Dobby: [whispering] Harry Potter must say he's not going back to school!
Harry: I can't. Hogwarts is my home!
Dobby: Then Dobby must do it, sir, for Harry Potter's own good. [snaps his fingers and the cake floats forward, hovering over Mrs. Mason; Harry walks slowly to grab the cake; snaps his fingers, making the cake fall on Mrs. Mason, covering her in frosting…]
Vernon: I'm so sorry. It's my nephew, he's very disturbed. Meeting strangers upsets him. That's why I kept him upstairs.
[Harry looks down annoyed at Dobby, who sheepishly snaps his fingers and disappears]