Most scenes together: Milo Thatch & Jebidiah Allardyce "Cookie" Farnsworth (9), Vincenzo Santorini & Jebidiah Allardyce "Cookie" Farnsworth (7), Milo Thatch & Commander Lyle Tiberius Rourke (6)
Atlantis: The Lost Empire quotes
Page 5 of 10Come and get it! For the appetizer, Caesar salad, escargot, and yer Oriental spring rolls.
Good afternoon, gentlemen. First off, I'd like to thank this board for taking the time to hear my proposal. Now, we've all heard of the legend of Atlantis, a continent somewhere in the mid-Atlantic that was home to an advanced civilization, possessing technology far beyond our own, that, according to our friend, Plato, here, was suddenly struck by some cataclysmic event that sank it beneath the sea. Now, some of you may ask, why Atlantis? It's just a myth, isn't it? Pure fantasy? Well, that is where you'd be wrong. 10,000 years before the Egyptians built the pyramids, Atlantis had electricity, advanced medicine, and even the power of flight. Impossible, you say? Well, no, no, not for them. Numerous ancient cultures all over the globe agree that Atlantis possessed a power source of some kind, more powerful than steam, than, than coal. More powerful than our modern internal combustion engines. Gentlemen, I propose that we find Atlantis, find that power source, and bring it back to the surface. Now, this is a page from an illuminated text that describes a book called the Shepherd's Journal, said to have been a first-hand account of Atlantis and its exact whereabouts. Now, based on a centuries-old translation of a Norse text, historians have believed the Journal resides in Ireland. But after comparing the text to the runes on this Viking shield, I found that one of the letters have been mistranslated. So, by changing this letter and inserting the correct one, we find that the Shepherd's Journal, the key to Atlantis, lies not in Ireland, gentlemen, but in Iceland. [Pause] Pause for effect. Gentlemen, I'll take your questions now.
Tell Cookie to melt the butter and break out the bibs, I want this lobster served up on a silver platter.
It's only a grease trap, it's just like a sink! It's only a grease trap, it's just like a sink!ǃ
Milo, I got to hand it to you, you really came through. [they are suddenly ambushed by Kida's hunting party] Uh, I take that back!
And he took his suitcase? Marge, honey, I don't think he's coming back.
I'll have to call you back...No no, I'll call you...
Alright, Milo. This is it. Any last words? Yeah, I really wish I had a better idea than this!
Okay, Milo don't take "no" for an answer. "Look, I have question for you and I'm not leaving the city until they're answered." Yeah, that's it, that's good, that's good.
Look at it this way, son; you're the man who discovered Atlantis and now you're part of the exhibit.
Well, I gotta hand it to you. You're a bigger pain in the neck than I would have ever thought possible! I consider myself an even-tempered man; it takes a rotten lot to get under my skin. But congratulations - you just won the solid gold kewpie doll!
You are a scholar, are you not? Judging from your diminished physique and large forehead, you can be suited for nothing else!
You ask too many questions! Who are you?! Who sent you?! Speak up! Bah! I will know soon enough. [He grabs Milo's hand. Milo protests.] Do not be such a crybaby! Hold still! [Takes a bit of dirt from under one of Milo's fingernails.] Aha! There you are. Now tell me your story, my little friend. [Looks at dirt under magnifying lenses] Parchment fiber from the Nile circa 500 B.C., lead pencil No. 2, paint flecks of a type used in government buildings, you have a cat, short hair Persian, two years old, third in a litter of seven. These are all the microscopic fingerprints of the mapmaker. [Tastes dirt] And linguist.