Dobby had to punish himself, sir. Dobby almost spoke ill of his family.
Tied for 10th most-quoted character in Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (2002): in 4 of its 83 quotes
Most scenes with: Harry Potter (4)
Scenes with Dobby
4 scenesMr. Malfoy. Mr. Malfoy! [Lucius turns around] I have something of yours. [Hands him the diary]
Mine? I don't know what you're talking about.
I think you do, sir. I think you slipped the diary into Ginny Weasley's cauldron, that day at Diagon Alley.
You do, do you? [Hands the diary to Dobby] [Whispers] Why don't you prove it? [Harry doesn't answer] Come, Dobby.
Master has given Dobby a sock.
What? [Turns around] I didn't give--
Master has presented Dobby with clothes. Dobby is free.
You lost me my SERVANT!!!! [Pulls his wand from his cane and aims it directly at Harry]
You shall not harm Harry Potter!
Your parents were medlesome fools, too! One day soon, Potter, you are going to meet the same, sticky, end. [Leaves]
I can't let you out, Hedwig. I'm not allowed to use magic outside of school. Besides, if Uncle Vernon...
Harry Potter!
Now you've done it.
He's in there. Vernon?
I'm warning you. If you can't control that bloody bird, it'll have to go.
But she's bored. If I could only let her out for an hour or two.
So you can send secret messages to your freaky little friends? No, sir.
But I haven't had any messages from any of my friends. Not one, all summer.
Who would want to be friends with you? [bumps Harry harshly]
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.
Not now, bumpkins. It's for when the Masons arrive.
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...?
In the lounge, waiting to welcome them graciously to our home.
Good. And, Dudley, you will be...?
I'll be waiting to open the door.
Excellent. [to Harry; sternly] And you?
I'll be in my bedroom, making no noise and pretending that I don't exist.
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 Potter! Such an honor it is!
Who are you?
Dobby, sir. Dobby the house-elf.
Not to be rude or anything, but this isn't a great time for me to have a house-elf in my bedroom.
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.
Why don't you sit down?
Sit down? Sit down? [begins to cry and leaves the bed]
Dobby. I'm sorry! I didn't mean to offend you or anything.
Offend Dobby? Dobby has heard of your greatness, sir, but never has he been asked to sit down by a wizard, like an equal.
You can't have met many decent wizards, then.
No, I haven't. [walks to the dresser] That was an awful thing to say. Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby!
Stop, Dobby! Dobby, shush! Dobby, please, stop!
Oh, don't mind that. It's just the cat.
Bad Dobby!
Stop! Stop, Dobby! Please be quiet. Are you all right?
Dobby had to punish himself, sir. Dobby almost spoke ill of his family.
Your family?
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.
What terrible things? Who's plotting them?
Can't say.
Okay, I understand. You can't say.
Don't make me talk, I... [climbs up on Harry's desk and hits himself with a lamp] Bad Dobby!
Dobby. Dobby, put the lamp down.
So, when they arrive at the ninth hole... [hears the noise coming from upstairs]
Give me the lamp! Dobby, stop! [yanks the lamp out of Dobby's hands and carries him by the mark]
Let me go!
What the devil are you doing up here?!
I was just...
You've just ruined the punch line of my Japanese golfer joke.
Sorry.
One more sound and you'll wish you'd never been born, boy! And fix that door!
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.
Friends who don't even write to Harry Potter?
Well, I expect they've… [realizes] Hang on. How do you know my friends haven't been writing to me?
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.
Give me those. Now!
NO! [bolts out of the room and heads downstairs as Harry chases after him, sees the cake, and gets a mischievous idea]
Dobby, get back here! [Dobby snaps his fingers, making the cake magically float; begging] Dobby, please, no.
Harry Potter must say he's not going back to school!
I can't. Hogwarts is my home!
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…]
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]
Hello!
Dobby?
Harry Potter should have listened to Dobby. Harry Potter should have gone back home when he missed the train.
Indeed. Yes, sir.
At least you would be away from here. Harry Potter must go home. Dobby thought his Bludger would be enough to make Harry Potter see that--
Your Bludger? [infuriated] You made that Bludger chase after me?!
Dobby feels most aggrieved, sir. Dobby had to iron his hands. [shows Harry his bandaged hands and fingers]
You better clear off before my bones come back, Dobby, or I might strangle you.
Dobby is used to death threats, sir. Dobby gets them five times a day at home.
I don't suppose you could tell me why you're trying to kill me?
Not kill you, sir. Never kill you. Dobby remembers how it was before Harry Potter triumphed over He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. We house elves were treated like vermin, sir! Of course, Dobby is still treated like vermin... [sobs and blows his nose with his mark]
This, sir? It is a mark of the house-elf's enslavement. Dobby can only be freed if his master presents him with clothes. [gasps as he hears a banging sound coming from outside; hops on the bed] Listen. Listen! Terrible things are about to happen at Hogwarts. Harry Potter must not stay here, now that history is to repeat itself.
Repeat itself? You mean this has happened before?
I shouldn't have said that! [picks up the Skele-Gro bottle and hits himself on the head with it repeatedly] Bad Dobby! Bad!
Stop it, Dobby! [takes the bottle off of Dobby's hands and grabs him by the mark collar; threateningly] Tell me, Dobby. When did this happen before? Who's doing it now?
Dobby cannot say, sir. Dobby only wants Harry Potter to be safe.
No, Dobby. Tell me. Who is it?
[Dobby hears someone coming, prompting him to snap his fingers and vanish into thin air, preventing from getting himself caught]


