I londinesi':
Oh, oh, oh! Andiamo a far volare un aquilone
fino all'altezza più alta!
andiamo a far volare un aquilone e facciamolo volare
attraverso l'atmosfera
su dove l'aria è limpida
oh, andiamo a far volare un aquilone!
Mr. George Banks
36 quotes
Bert
Dick Van Dyke · 34 quotes
Mary Poppins
Julie Andrews · 21 quotes
Jane
Karen Dotrice · 15 quotes
Michael
Matthew Garber · 14 quotes
Mrs. Banks
Glynis Johns · 9 quotes
Winifred
7 quotes
Uncle Albert
Ed Wynn · 5 quotes
Mr. Dawes Sr.
Arthur Malet · 3 quotes
Most scenes together: Jane & Michael (9), Mary Poppins & Bert (7), Mr. George Banks & Winifred (7)
Mary Poppins quotes
Page 6 of 7Mary Poppins': Jane! Michael! Resta vicino ora. Oh, Bert, tutti i tuoi bei disegni.
Beh, nel frattempo c'è di più da dove vengono. Sto cambiando attività. Questo è qui, adoro il clima caldo delle castagne.
'Mary Poppins': Venite, bambini. Ciao, Bert.
'Jane: Ciao, Bert.
Ciao, Bert.
[about his chalk drawings]
Not Royal Academy, I suppose. Still better than a finger in the eye, ain't they?
[reading her own tape measure]
As I expected. 'Mary Poppins, practically perfect in every way.'
[shakes Winifred's hands]
You know, Winifred, I think she will. [Laughs] I think she will!
[singing]
A man has dreams of walking with giants/ To carve his niche in the edifice of time/ Before the mortar of his zeal/ Has a chance to congeal/ The cup is dashed from his lips/ The flame is snuffed a-borning/ He's brought to wrack and ruin in his prime.
[singing]
It's 6:03 and the heirs to my dominion are scrubbed and tubbed, and adequately fed. And so I'll pat them on the head, and send them off to bed. Ah, lordly is the life I lead.
[singing]
It's grand to be an Englishman in 1910 / King Edward's on the throne; it's the age of men.
[singing]
Our daughters' daughters will adore us and they'll sing in grateful chorus, "Well done, sister suffragettes."
[singing]
Though we adore men individually, we agree that as a group they're rather stupid.
[singing]
You've got to grind, grind, grind, at that grindstone / Though childhood slips like sand through a sieve / And all too soon they've up and grown / And then they've flown / And it's too late for you to give.
A British bank is run with precision / A British home requires nothing less / Tradition, discipline and rules / Must be the tools / Without them: disorder, catastrophe, anarchy / In short, you have a ghastly mess!