It's all right, Harry. It's all right. He's home, you both are.
Most scenes together: Harry Potter & Ron Weasley (8), Harry Potter & Hermione (8), Ron Weasley & Hermione (8)
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire quotes
Page 6 of 7Welcome to the second task. Last night, something was stolen from each of our champions. A treasure of sorts. These four treasures, one for each champion, now lie on the bottom of the Black Lake. In order to win, each champion need only find their treasure and return to the surface. Simple enough, except for this: They will have but one hour to do so, and one hour only. After that, they'll be on their own. No magic will save them. You may begin at the sound of the cannon.
Oh, look, Mum sent me something. [unwraps the parcel and opens it, revealing a hideous brown garment] Mum sent me dress.
Well, it does match your eyes. Is there a bonnet? [pulls out a white bonnet from the parcel] Aha!
Nose down, Harry. [walks over to Ginny] Ginny, these must be for you.
I'm not wearing that. It's ghastly.
They're not for Ginny. They're for you. [Fred, George, and other Gryffindors laugh] Dress robes.
Dress robes? For what?
I won't be going alone, because believe it or not, someone's asked me! And I said yes!
This castle will not only be your home this year, but home to some very special guests as well.
Three of our champions have now faced their dragons, and so each one of them will proceed to the next task. And now our fourth and final contestant.
That's a Foe-Glass. Lets me keep an eye on my enemies. If I can see the whites of their eyes, they're standing right behind me. [laughs evilly] [the chest is thumping] Wouldn't even bother telling you what's in there. You wouldn't believe it if I did.
Ron, where are we actually going?
Don't know. Hey, Dad! Where are we going?
Haven't the foggiest. Keep up!
Arthur! It's about time, son.
Sorry, Amos. Some of us had a bit of a sleepy start. [Ron yawns] This is Amos Diggory, everyone. Works with me at the Ministry. [Cedric, Amos' son, drops down from a tree] And this strapping young lad must be Cedric, am I right?
Yes, sir. This way.
Merlin's beard! You must be Harry Potter.
Yes, sir.
Great, great pleasure.
Pleasure to meet you too, sir.
Yes, it's, uh, just over there.
Shall we?
Oh, yeah.
We don't wanna be late.
Come on. Nearly there now. Get yourself into a good position.
Why are they all standing around that manky old boot?
That isn't just any manky old boot, mate.
It's a Portkey.
Time to go!
What's a Portkey?
This is mad. At this rate, we'll be the only ones in our year without dates.
Now the moment you've all been waiting for… The champion selection.
Harry, when the connection is broken you must get to the Portkey! We can linger for a moment to give you some time but only a moment. Do you understand?
Harry. Take my body back, will you? Take my body back to my father.
Let go. Sweetheart, you're ready. Let go... LET GO!
Accio! [summons the cup over to them, and in an instant, they transport out]
It was like I'd fallen into one of my dreams… into one of my nightmares.
There she was, walking by. You know how I like it when they walk. I couldn't help it. It just sort of slipped out.
For God's sake, Dumbledore, what happened?!
He's back! He's back! Voldemort's back! Cedric, he asked me to bring his body back. I couldn't leave him... not there!
It's all right, Harry...it's all right. He's home, you both are.
Keep everybody in their seats. A boy's just been killed. The body must be moved, Dumbledore. There are too many people.
Let me through. LET ME THROUGH! Let me through. THAT'S MY SON! [starts bawling] THAT'S MY BOY! [falls on his knees and leans over Cedric's body, sobbing hysterically] IT'S MY BOY!!!!
Come on! Get up! Easy! Easy! This is not where you want to be right now. Come on.
No, no... NOOOOOO!!! [continues bawling and screaming]
Today, we acknowledge… a really terrible loss. Cedric Diggory was, as you all know, exceptionally hard-working, infinitely fair-minded, and most importantly, a fierce, fierce friend. Now I think, therefore, you (all) have the right to know exactly how he died. You see… Cedric Diggory was murdered… by Lord Voldemort! The Ministry of Magic does not wish me to tell you this, but not to do so, I think, would be an insult to his memory. Now, the pain we all feel at this dreadful loss reminds me... reminds us, that while we may come from different places, and speak in different tongues, our hearts beat as one. In light of recent events, the bonds of friendship we made this year will be more important than ever! You remember that, and Cedric Diggory will not have died in vain. You remember that, and we will celebrate a boy who was kind and honest and fair and true, right to the very end.