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Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (film)

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire is a 2005 film directed by Mike Newell and starring Daniel Radcliffe as Harry Potter, Rupert Grint as Ron Weasley, and Emma Watson as Hermione Granger, based on the book of the same title by J.K. Rowling.
 * Directed by Mike Newell. Screenplay by Steve Kloves, based on the book of the same name by J.K. Rowling.

Harry Potter

 * [To Ron, angrily] I didn't put my name in that cup. I don't want eternal glory! I just wanna be– Look. I don't know what happened tonight and I don't know why. It just did. Okay?

 * [On attempting to ask girls out] Why do they have to travel in packs? And how are you supposed to get one alone long enough to ask them?

 * [talking to Dumbledore about his dream of seeing Voldemort and Barty Crouch Jr.] It was in the summer, before school. In the dream, I was in a house. And Voldemort was there. Only, he wasn't quite human. And Wormtail was there too. And Mr. Crouch's son.

 * 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 was like I'd fallen into one of my dreams… into one of my nightmares.

Ron Weasley

 * [after failing to ask out Fleur Delacour] 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.

 * [Harry's name has appeared out of The Goblet of Fire making him a Triwizard Champion, making Ron bitter with jealousy; to Harry] How did you do it? Never mind, doesn't matter. But you should've let your best friend know first.

Hermione Granger

 * So a genius like Dumbledore couldn't possibly be fooled by a dodge as pathetically dim witted as an Aging Potion.

 * [To Harry, angrily] I'm not an owl!

 * [Reading a blurb on a copy of the Daily Prophet; miffed] Look at this! I can't believe it. She's done it again. "Miss Granger, a plain but ambitious girl, seems to be developing a taste for famous wizards. Her latest prey, sources report, is none other than the Bulgarian bon-bon Viktor Krum. No word yet on how Harry Potter's taking this latest emotional blow."

 * I won't be going alone, because believe it or not, someone's asked me! And I said yes!

 * [To Ron, breaking down in tears] Next time there's a ball, pluck up the courage and ask me before somebody else does! And not as a last resort!

Lord Voldemort

 * Nagini tells me the old Muggle caretaker is standing just outside the door. Step aside, Wormtail, so I can give our guest a proper greeting. AVADA KEDAVRA!

 * Harry. Oh, I'd almost forgotten you were here. Standing on the bones of my father. I'd introduce you, but word has it you're almost as famous as me these days. The Boy-Who-Lived. How lies have fed your legend, Harry! Shall I reveal what really happened that night thirteen years ago? Shall I divulge how I truly lost my powers? Yes, shall I? It was love. You see, when dear, sweet Lily Potter gave her life for her only son, she provided the ultimate protection. I could not touch him. It was old magic. Something I should have foreseen. But no matter, no matter. Things have changed. I CAN TOUCH YOU NOW! [He places his finger on Harry's forehead lightning bolt scar, and Harry immediately screams out in agony, to Voldemort's cruel delight] Astonishing what a few drops of your blood will do, eh, Harry?

 * [as he roughly releases the scythe] Pick up your wand, Potter! I said, pick it up! Get up! Get up! [Harry gets his wand] You've been taught how to duel, I presume, yes? First, we bow to each other. [he bows, Harry does not] Come on now, Harry. The niceties must be observed. Dumbledore wouldn't want you to forget your manners, would he? I said, BOW! [uses a curse to make Harry bow] That's better, and now: Crucio! [Harry writhes on the grass in pain] Crucio! [the curse goes away] Attaboy, Harry! Your parents would be proud. Especially your filthy Muggle mother!

 * I'm going to kill you, Harry Potter. I'm going to destroy you. [leans down to meet Harry's eyes] After tonight, no one will ever again question my powers. After tonight, if they speak of you, they'll speak only of how you begged for death... and I, being a merciful Lord, obliged. Get up! [Harry groans]

 * [as he fires the Killing Curse at the tombstone; shouting] Don't you turn your back on me, Harry Potter! I want you to look at me when I kill you! I WANT TO SEE THE LIGHT LEAVE YOUR EYES!

Albus Dumbledore

 * Dark and difficult times lie ahead. Soon we must all face the choice between what is right and what is easy.

 * Please join me in welcoming the lovely ladies of the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic and their headmistress, Madame Maxime. And now our friends from the north. Please greet the proud sons of Durmstrang and their high master, Igor Karkaroff.

 * Eternal glory. That is what awaits the student who wins the Triwizard Tournament. But to do this, that student must survive three tasks. Three extremely dangerous tasks.

 * The Goblet of Fire. Anyone wishing to submit themselves to the tournament, need only write their name upon a piece of parchment, and throw it in the flame before this hour on Thursday night. Do not do so lightly. If chosen, there's no turning back. As from this moment, the Triwizard Tournament has begun.

 * Excellent! We now have three champions. But in the end, only one will go down in history. Only one will hoist the chalice of champions, this vessel of victory; The Triwizard Cup!

 * [Enters the tent of the First Task] Welcome today, champions. Now you've waited, you've wondered, and finally, the moment has arrived. A moment only four of you can fully appreciate. [notices that it's Hermione whose shoulders he has his arm around] What are you doing here, Miss Granger?

 * Welcome 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.

 * [In the great hall speaking to the staff and students; his eulogy speech for Cedric Diggory] 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 have the right to know exactly how he died. [gets up] 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.

Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody

 * Alastor Moody. Ex-Auror, Ministry malcontent, and your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I'm here because Dumbledore asked me. End of story, goodbye, the end. Any questions?

 * 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.

Sirius Black

 * "Harry, I couldn't risk sending Hedwig. Ever since the World Cup, the Ministry’s been intercepting more and more owls and she’s too easily recognized. We need to talk, Harry, face to face. Meet me in the Gryffindor Common Room, at one o’clock this Saturday night. And make sure you're alone. Sirius. P.S.: The bird bites."

 * Look Harry, the death eaters at the world cup, your name rising from that goblet, these aren't just coincidences, Hogwarts isn't safe anymore.

 * If you want to know what a man's like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.

Others

 * Draco Malfoy: Why so tense, Potter? My father and I have a bet, you see. I don't think you're gonna last ten minutes in this tournament. He disagrees. He thinks you won't last five.

 * Wormtail: Bone of the father, unwillingly given. (puts the Riddle bone in the cauldron) Flesh of the servant... willingly sacrificed. (screams in agony as he cuts off his own hand) Blood of the enemy... (cuts Harry's sleeve open and draws blood from his arm as Harry screams in pain) forcibly taken. The Dark Lord shall rise again. (adds Harry's blood to the cauldron)

Dialogue

 * Voldemort: How fastidious you've become, Wormtail. As I recall, you once called the nearest gutter pipe home. Could it be that the task of nursing me has become wearisome enough for you?
 * Wormtail: Oh, no. No, no, my Lord Voldemort. I only meant…perhaps, if we were to do it without the boy.
 * Voldemort: No! The boy is everything! It cannot be done without him. And it will be done. Exactly as I said.
 * Barty Crouch Jr.: I will not disappoint you, my Lord.

 * Ron: [Walking to the Top Box] Blimey, Dad! How far up are we?
 * Lucius: [Standing below them] Well, put it this way; If it rains, you’ll be the first to know.
 * Draco: Father and I are in the Minister's box. A personal invitation from Cornelius Fudge himself!
 * Lucius: Don't boast, Draco. [Nudges him with his stick] There is no need with these people. [To Harry, while he pins his sweatshirt to a banister with his silver-snake-metal walking stick] Do enjoy yourself, won't you? While you can. [releases Harry]

 * Seamus: [as "Alastor (Mad-Eye) Moody" drinks his flask; curiously] What's that he's drinkin', do you suppose?
 * Harry: I don't know, but I don't think it's Pumpkin Juice.

 * ["Professor Moody"'s first lesson]
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad Eye): Alastor Moody. [Writes "his" name on the board] Ex-Auror... Ministry malcontent... and your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I'm here because Dumbledore asked me. End of story, good-bye, the end. Any questions? [No one raises their hand] When it comes to the Dark Arts, I believe in a practical approach. But first, who can tell me how many Unforgivable Curses there are?
 * Hermione: Three, sir.
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): And they are so named?
 * Hermione: Because they are unforgivable. The use of any one of them will...
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): [finishing her sentence and writing "Unforgivable" on the board] Will earn you a one-way ticket to Azkaban. Correct. Now, the Ministry says you're too young to see what these curses do. I SAY DIFFERENT! You need to know what you're up against! You need to be prepared! [Seamus takes some gum out and puts it under his desk] You need to find another place to put your chewing gum besides the under-side of your desk, MR. FINNIGAN!
 * Seamus Finnigan: [Whispering] No way. The old codger can see out the back of his head.
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): [Throws the piece of chalk at Seamus] AND HEAR ACROSS CLASSROOMS! So, which curse shall we see first? WEASLEY!
 * Ron: [Scared out of his wits] Yes?
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): Stand! Give us a curse.
 * Ron: Well, my dad did tell me about one. The Imperius Curse.
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): Oh, yeah. Your father would know all about that. Gave the Ministry a bit of grief a few years ago. Perhaps this will show you why.

 * [Crouch Jr. has just finished his Imperius Curse demonstration on an enlarged spider by sending it flying around the classroom]
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): Scores of witches and wizards have claimed that they only did You-Know-Who's bidding...under the influence of the Imperius Curse. But here's the rub: How do we sort out the liars? Another, another. [Students begin to raise their hands] Up, come on. [Neville slowly raises his hand] Longbottom, is it? [Neville lowers his hand and stands up] Professor Sprout tells me you have an aptitude for Herbology.
 * Neville: [Nervously] Th-There's the, um, the Cruciatus Curse.
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): Correct! Correct! Come, come. [the spider comes back] Particularly nasty. The torture curse. [Aims his wand at the spider] Crucio!
 * [The spider makes a terrifying squealing sound, seriously bothering Neville, who is watching it up close]
 * Hermione: Stop it! Can't you see it's bothering him?! Stop it!
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): [Releases the spider from the curse; Walks over and places the spider on Hermione's desk] Perhaps you could give us the last Unforgivable curse, Miss Granger. [Hermione shakes her head] No? [Points his wand at the spider] Avada Kedavra! [The spider falls, unmarked but dead. Harry is watching from a desk across.] The Killing Curse. [looks at Harry] Only one person is known to have survived it...and he's sitting in this room.

 * [Ron and Hermione are walking down the stairs]
 * Ron: Brilliant, isn't he! Completely demented of course. Terrifying to be in the same room with, he's really BEEN there, ya know?
 * Hermione: There's a reason those curses are unforgivable, and to perform them in a classroom. I mean did you see Neville's face?
 * [Neville is on the stairs facing the window]
 * Hermione: Neville?
 * ["Mad-Eye" approaches Neville and pats him on the shoulder]
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): Son. You alright?
 * [Neville nods]
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): Come on, we'll have a cup of tea. I want to show you something.

 * George: Thank you, thank you. Well, lads, we've done it.
 * Fred: Cooked it up just this morning.
 * Hermione: [sing-song] It's not going to work.
 * Fred: Oh yeah? And why's that, Granger?
 * Hermione: [indicating a magical line drawn around the base of the goblet] You see this? This is an age line. Dumbledore drew it himself.
 * Fred: So?
 * Hermione: So, a genius like Dumbledore couldn't possibly be fooled by a dodge as pathetically dimwitted as an aging potion.
 * George: Ah, but that’s why it's so brilliant.
 * Fred: Because it’s so pathetically dimwitted!
 * [the twins shake up the bottles and prepare to drink the contents]
 * George: Ready, Fred?
 * Fred: Ready, George.
 * Fred and George: Bottoms up.
 * [They jump inside the age line, and cheer. They put their names in the flame and high-five. The flame fires up and they're flung across the room onto the floor. When they get up they have full heads of grey hair and beards]
 * George: You said…
 * Fred: You said…
 * [They roll around fighting on the floor and the crowd cheer. The room suddenly becomes silent as Viktor Krum walks in and puts his name in the flame. He looks at Hermione and she smiles]

 * Olympe Maxime: It's wrong, I tell you!
 * Igor Karkaroff: You French tart! Everything is a conspiracy theory with you!
 * Dumbledore: Quiet! I can't think!
 * Karkaroff: Everything is a conspiracy theory!
 * Maxime: I protest!
 * Dumbledore: Harry!
 * Maxime: I protest!
 * Dumbledore: Harry. [Grabs him] Did you put your name in the Goblet of Fire?
 * Harry: No, sir!
 * Dumbledore: Did you ask one of the older students to do it for you?
 * Harry: No, sir!
 * Dumbledore: You're absolutely sure?
 * Harry: Yes! Yes, sir!
 * Maxime: But of course he is lying!
 * Barty Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): The hell he is! The Goblet of Fire is an exceptionally powerful magical object. Only an exceptionally powerful Confundus Charm could have hoodwinked it. Magic way beyond the talents of a fourth year.
 * Karkaroff: You seem to have given this a fair bit of thought, Mad-Eye.
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): [threateningly] It was once my job to think as dark wizards do, Karkaroff. Perhaps you remember.
 * Dumbledore: [walking between them] This doesn't help, Alastor. [to Barty Sr.] Leave this to you, Barty.
 * Barty Crouch, Sr.: The rules are absolute. The Goblet of Fire constitutes a binding magical contract. Mr. Potter has no choice. He is, as of tonight... a Triwizard champion.
 * [Everyone looks at Harry; Later in Dumbledore's office…]
 * McGonagall: This can't go on, Albus. First the Dark Mark, now this?
 * Dumbledore: What do you suggest, Minerva?
 * McGonagall: Put an end to it. Don't let Potter compete.
 * Dumbledore: You heard Barty. The rules are clear.
 * McGonagall: Well, the devil with Barty - and his rules. And since when did you accommodate the Ministry?
 * Snape: Headmaster, I too find it difficult to believe this mere coincidence. However, if we are to truly discover the meaning of these events, perhaps we should, for the time being... let them unfold.
 * McGonagall: What? Do nothing? Offer him up as bait? Potter is a boy, not a piece of meat!
 * Dumbledore: I agree... with Severus. Alastor, keep an eye on Harry, will you?
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): I can do that.
 * Dumbledore: Don't let him know, though. He must be anxious enough as it is... knowing what lies ahead. Then again, we all are. [uses his wand to extract the memory of Harry's name on the piece of note paper and flicks it into the Pensieve]

 * [Harry finds and talks with Sirius in the Gryffindor common room fireplace]
 * Harry: Sirius. How–?
 * Sirius: I don't have much time, Harry, so let me get straight to it. Did you or did you not put your name into the Goblet of Fire?
 * Harry: No!
 * Sirius: Shh… I had to ask. Now, tell me about this dream of yours. You mentioned Wormtail and Voldemort. But who was the third man in the room?
 * Harry: I don't know.
 * Sirius: You didn't hear a name?
 * Harry: No. Voldemort was giving him a job to do. Something important.
 * Sirius: And what was that?
 * Harry: He wanted… me. I don't know why, but he was gonna use this man to get to me. But, I mean, it was only a dream, right?
 * Sirius: Yes. It's just a dream. Look, Harry. The Death Eaters at the World Cup, your name rising from that goblet, these are not just coincidences. Hogwarts isn't safe anymore.
 * Harry: What are you saying?
 * Sirius: I'm saying the devils are inside the walls. Igor Karkaroff? He was a Death Eater and no one, no one stops being a Death Eater. Then there's Barty Crouch, heart of stone, sent his own son to Azkaban.
 * Harry: Do you think one of them put my name in the goblet?
 * Sirius: I haven't a clue who put your name in that goblet, Harry, but whoever did is no friend to you. People die in this tournament.
 * Harry: I'm not ready for this, Sirius.
 * Sirius: You don't have a choice.
 * Harry: Someone's coming.
 * Sirius: Keep your friends close, Harry.

 * [Hermione is delivering a message from Ron to Harry, since neither of them are on speaking terms at the moment]
 * Hermione: Ronald would like me to tell you that Seamus told him that Dean was told by Parvati that Hagrid is looking for you.
 * Harry: Is that right? Well... You can tell him... Wait... What?
 * Hermione: [Goes back to Ron, talks to him quietly for a few seconds, then walks back] Dean was told by Parvati that... that... Please don't ask me to say it again! Hagrid is looking for you. [starts to walk away]
 * Harry: Well you can tell Ron-
 * Hermione: [angrily] I'M NOT AN OWL!

 * Malfoy: Why so tense, Potter? My father and I have a bet, you see. I don't think you're gonna last ten minutes in this tournament. [leaps from the tree] He disagrees. He thinks you won't last five! [laughs]
 * Harry: [enraged] I don't give a damn what your father thinks, Malfoy! [grabs him] He's vile, and cruel... and you're just pathetic. [Starts to walk away]
 * Malfoy: Pathetic?! [angrily draws his wand]
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): OH NO, YOU DON'T, SONNY! [Transfigures Draco into a ferret] I'll teach you to curse someone when their back is turned! [Proceeds to flick the ferret up and down] You stinking...cowardly...scummy...back-shooting--
 * McGonagall: [running towards "Moody"] Professor Moody! Wha-what are you doing?!
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): Teaching.
 * McGonagall: [shocked] Is that a... Is that a student?!
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): Technically, it's a ferret. [Proceeds to dump the ferret down Crabbe's trousers, to the delight of Cedric and some other students - Harry included!]
 * Crabbe: No! [Whimpers as the ferret slips down his trousers]
 * Goyle: Stand still! Stand still! [Attempts to remove the ferret from Crabbe's trousers, only to be bitten]
 * [Crouch Jr. turns around and winks at Harry, who is laughing gleefully. The ferret crawls out of Crabbe's trousers, and McGonagall turns Draco back into human form]
 * Malfoy: [Getting up] My father will hear about this!
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): Is that a threat?
 * [Draco turns and runs]
 * McGonagall: Professor Moody--
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): IS THAT A THREAT?!
 * McGonagall: Professor--
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): I CAN TELL YOU STORIES ABOUT YOUR FATHER THAT WILL CURL EVEN YOUR GREASY HAIR, BOY!
 * McGonagall: Alastor!
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): IT DOESN'T END HERE!
 * McGonagall: Alastor. ["Moody" listens] We never use Transfiguration as a punishment! Surely, Dumbledore told you that?
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): [sulkily] He might've mentioned it.
 * McGonagall: Well, you will do well to remember it. [She turns around before gesturing a group of students gathered nearby to leave] Away!
 * [As McGonagall walks away, Crouch Jr. sticks his tongue out at her, behind her back]
 * Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): [to Harry] You. Come with me.

 [Harry wins The First Task, and he and Ron decide to be friends again]
 * Ron: I reckon you'd have to be barking mad to put your name in the Goblet of Fire.
 * Harry: [Coldly] Caught on, have you? Took you long enough.
 * Ron: Well, I'm not the only one who thought you'd done it. Everyone was saying it behind your back.
 * [Harry glares around the room; the others sheepishly avoid his eyes.]
 * Harry: [sarcastically] Brilliant. That makes me feel loads better.
 * Ron: Least I warned you about the dragons.
 * Harry: Hagrid warned me about the dragons.
 * Ron: [reassuringly] No, no, no. I did. No, don't you remember? I told Hermione to tell you that Seamus told me that Parvati told Dean that Hagrid was looking for you. Seamus never actually told me anything, so it was really me all along. I thought we'd be all right, you know, after you'd figured that out.
 * Harry: [confused] ...Who? Who could possibly figure that out? That's completely mental.
 * Ron: Yeah. Isn't it? I suppose I was a bit distraught.
 * Hermione: [sadly; shaking her head] Boys.

 * McGonagall: The house of Godric Gryffindor has commanded the respect of the Wizarding World for nearly ten centuries, and I will not have you, in the course of a single evening, besmirching that name by behaving like a babbling, bumbling band of baboons.
 * George/Fred: [to each other] Try saying that five times fast. [together] Babbling, bumbling band of baboons! Babbling, bumbling band of baboons! Babbling... [Both walk off screen]

 * McGonagall: [About the Yule Ball] Inside every girl, a secret swan slumbers, longing to burst forth and take flight.
 * Ron: [To Seamus] Something's about to burst out of Eloise Midgen, but I don't think it's a swan!

 * [McGonagall is teaching the group how to dance by dancing with Ron]
 * Harry: [to Fred and George] Oi. You're never gonna let him forget this, are you?
 * Both: [smug smirks on their faces] Never.

 * [Ron and Harry are dressed up for the Yule Ball; Harry has on much more flattering robes whilst Ron's are hideous.]
 * Ron: Harry?! What are those?! What are those?!
 * Harry: My dress robes.
 * Ron: Well, they're all right! No lace, no dodgy little collar...
 * Harry: Well, I expect yours are more... traditional—
 * Ron Traditional?! They're ancient! I look like my Great Aunt Tessie. [sniffs clothing in armpit area] I smell like my Great Aunt Tessie! [they look in the mirror] Murder me, Harry.

 * Ron: [discussing inviting dates to the Yule Ball] This is mad! At this rate, we'll be the only ones in our year without dates! Well, us and Neville.
 * Harry: [laughing] Yeah, but then again he could take himself.
 * Hermione: It might interest you to know that Neville's already got someone.
 * Ron: What? Now I'm really depressed. Oi, Hermione... you're a girl.
 * Hermione: [haughtily] Very well spotted.
 * Ron: Come with one of us! It's one thing for a bloke to show up alone, but for a girl it's just sad.
 * Hermione: [angrily] I won't be going alone, because believe it or not, someone's asked me! And I said yes! [exits]
 * Ron: Bloody hell. She's lying, right?
 * Harry: If you say so.

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 * [Hermione is Krum's date at the Yule Ball; Ron is clearly jealous]
 * Ron: [About Krum] He's using you.
 * Hermione: How dare you! Besides, I can take care of myself.
 * Ron: Doubt it, he's way too old.
 * Hermione: What? What? That's what you think?
 * Ron: Yeah, that's what I think.
 * Hermione: [On the verge of tears] You know the solution then, don't you?
 * Ron: Go on.
 * Hermione: Next time there's a ball, pluck up the courage and ask me before somebody else does, and not as a last resort!
 * Ron: Well, that-that-that- that's just completely off the point. [Sees Harry approaching] Harry.
 * Hermione: [sounding like an angry, nagging mother] Where have you been? Never mind. Off to bed, both of you.
 * Ron: They get scary when they get older.
 * Hermione: Ron, you spoiled EVERYTHING!! [Breaks down in tears on the stairs]

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 * [Hermione and Harry are talking about the egg from the first task]
 * Harry: I suppose Viktor's already figured it out.
 * Hermione: [catching on his meaning] Wouldn't know, we don't actually talk about the tournament. Actually, we don't really talk at all. Viktor's more of a physical being.
 * [They both start laughing at this Freudian slip]
 * Hermione: [desperately trying to recover] I just mean he's not particularly loquacious. [Harry looks at her in amusement] Mostly, he watches me study. It's a bit annoying, actually.

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 * [Harry had just eaten the Gillyweed and is developing finned feet and hands and gills underwater. On the docks, Neville, Dean and Seamus are watching what is happening underwater]
 * Seamus: What's the matter with him?
 * Dean: I don't know. I can't see him.
 * Neville [horrified with his back to the lake]: Oh my God! I've killed Harry Potter!

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 * [Harry was given a towel to dry up, when Fleur and her sister, Gabrielle, both rush up to him]
 * Fleur Delacour: You saved her, even though she was not yours to save. My little sister. Thank you! [kisses Harry on both cheeks before turning to Ron] And you, you helped.
 * Ron: Well, yeah, a bit. [Fleur kisses Ron on both cheeks as well before checking on her little sister] Merci.

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 * [Harry is in a memory of Dumbledore's using the pensieve]
 * Barty Crouch Sr.: Igor Karkaroff, you have been brought from Azkaban at your own request to present evidence to this council. Should your testimony prove consequential, Council may be prepared to order your immediate release. Until such time you remain, in the eyes of the Ministry, a convicted Death Eater. Do you accept these terms?
 * Igor Karkaroff: I do, sir.
 * Barty Crouch Sr.: And what do you wish to present?
 * Igor Karkaroff: I have names, sir. There was a Rosier, Evan Rosier.
 * Barty Crouch Sr.: Mr. Rosier is dead.
 * Igor Karkaroff: [incredulously] Dead?
 * Alastor Moody: [to Dumbledore] Yeah, he took a piece of me with him, though, didn't he?
 * Igor Karkaroff: I didn't know.
 * Barty Crouch Sr.: If that is all the witness has to offer...
 * Igor Karkaroff: No! No! No! There was Rookwood, he was a spy.
 * Barty Crouch Sr.: Augustus Rookwood? Of the Department of Mysteries?
 * Igor Karkaroff: Ya ya, the same. He passed information to You-Know-Who from inside the Ministry itself.
 * Barty Crouch Sr.: Very well, the council will deliberate. In the meantime, you will be returned to Azkaban.
 * Igor Karkaroff: NO! WAIT! WAIT! PLEASE! PLEASE! I have more! What about Snape, Severus Snape?
 * Dumbledore: As the council is very much aware, I've given evidence on this matter. Severus Snape was indeed a Death Eater, and prior to Lord Voldemort's downfall turned spy for us at great personal risk. Today he's no more a Death Eater than I am.
 * Igor Karkaroff: [with demented fury] It's a lie! Severus Snape remains faithful to the Dark Lord!
 * Barty Crouch Sr.: [hitting his desk with a skull paperweight] Silence! Unless the witness possesses any genuine name of consequence, this session is now concluded!
 * Igor Karkaroff: Oh, no, no, no, no, no. I heard about one more.
 * Barty Crouch Sr.: What's that?
 * Igor Karkaroff: The name...
 * Barty Crouch Sr.: Yes?
 * Igor Karkaroff: I know for a fact that this person took part in the capture, and by means of the Cruciatus curse, torture of the Auror Frank Longbottom and his wife...
 * [Barty Crouch Jr. stands up and starts to leave]
 * Barty Crouch Sr.: The name. Give me the wretched name!
 * Igor Karkaroff: Barty Crouch! [Rita Skeeter gasps, pause] Junior.
 * [Barty Crouch Jr. tries to escape, but is stunned by Alastor Moody, and courtroom officials restrain him]
 * Barty Crouch Jr.: Get your filthy hands off of me, you pathetic little men! [He is brought before his father] Hello, father. [flicks his tongue]
 * Barty Crouch Sr.: [visibly hurt; dismissively] You are no son of mine.
 * [Barty Crouch Jr. licks his lips, then screams with rage. He lunges at his father, only to be held back.]

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 * Snape: A rather rare herb, gillyweed. Not something found in your everyday garden. Nor is this. [He faces Harry and holds up a small bottle of a clear liquid] Know what it is?
 * Harry: Bubble juice, sir?
 * Snape: Veritaserum. Three drops of this and the Dark Lord himself would spill his darkest secrets. The use of it in a student is, regrettably, forbidden. However, should you ever steal from my personal stores again, my hand might just slip over your morning pumpkin juice.
 * Harry: I haven't stolen anything.
 * Snape: Don't…lie…to me. Gillyweed may be innocuous, but boomslang skin, lacewing flies? You and your little friends are brewing Polyjuice Potion, and believe me, I'm going to find out why! ''[in some broadcast versions shown, Snape is seen closing the door on Harry after saying "Boomslang skin, lacewing flies?"]

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 * Voldemort: [to the Death Eaters as they appear] Welcome, my friends. Thirteen years it's been, and yet, here you stand before me, as though it were only yesterday. I confess myself... disappointed. Not one of you tried to find me. [He unmasks the Death Eaters one by one and as he does they fall to their knees] Crabbe! Gah, Macnair! Goyle! Not even you, Lucius. [He pulls off Lucius' mask who falls to his knees]
 * Lucius Malfoy: My Lord, had I detected any sign; a whisper of your whereabouts –
 * Voldemort: Oh, there were signs, my slippery friend, and more than whispers!
 * Lucius Malfoy: I assure you, my Lord, I have never renounced the old ways! The face I have been obliged to present each day since your... absence – that is my true mask.

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 * James Potter’s Spirit: 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?
 * Cedric’s Spirit: Harry. Take my body back, will you? Take my body back to my father.
 * Lily Potter’s Spirit: Let go. Sweetheart, you're ready. Let go... LET GO!
 * [The connection breaks, Harry runs over to Cedric's body and summons the cup over to them. In an instant, they port out. Voldemort looks angry.]
 * Voldemort: NAAAAAAAGGGH!!!!

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 * Cornelius Fudge: For God's sake, Dumbledore, what happened?!
 * Harry: [crying over Cedric's body] 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!
 * Dumbledore: It's all right, Harry...it's all right. He's home, you both are.
 * Cornelius Fudge: [rushing over to Snape and McGonagall] Keep everybody in their seats. A boy’s just been killed. The body must be moved, Dumbledore. There are too many people.
 * Amos Diggory: [Pushing his way frantically through the crowd, with Arthur Weasley following] Let me through. LET ME THROUGH! Let me through, THAT'S MY SON! [starts bawling] THAT'S MY BOY! [pushes Harry's hands away and leans over Cedric's body, sobbing hysterically] MY BOY!!!!
 * [The crowd is heartbroken and shocked. Cho starts sobbing.]
 * Barty Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): [Pulling a sobbing Harry away from Cedric] Come on! Get up! Easy! Easy! This is not where you want to be right now. Come on.
 * [As Harry is pulled out of the field, Amos is hysterical. Dumbledore restrains him while Arthur tries to comfort him]
 * Amos Diggory: [devastated] No, no... NOOOOOO!!! [continues bawling and screaming]

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 * Barty Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): Were there others? In the graveyard, were there others?
 * Harry: Um, I… I don't think I said anything about a graveyard, professor.
 * Barty Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): [mocking Hagrid] "Marvelous creatures, Dragons, aren't they?"
 * [angrily searching through bottles for ingredients to make more Polyjuice Potion] Do you think that miserable oaf would've sent you into the woods if I hadn't suggested it? Do you think Cedric Diggory would've told you to open the egg underwater if I hadn't told him first myself? Do you think Neville Longbottom, the witless wonder, could've provided you with Gillyweed if I hadn't given him the book that led him straight to it? HUH?! [points to his head with finger, as if to say, "Use your brain"; flicks his tongue]
 * Harry: It was you from the beginning. You put my name into the Goblet of Fire. You bewitched Krum. But-
 * Barty Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): [Mocking] "Bu-bu-bu-bu". You won because I made it so, Potter. You ended up in that graveyard tonight because it was meant to be so. And now the deed is done. [Grabs Harry's bleeding arm] The blood that runs in your veins runs within the Dark Lord! Imagine how he will reward me when he learns that I have once and for all silenced the great… Harry Potter. [takes out his wand]
 * Dumbledore: EXPELLIARMUS! [bursts the door open and enters the office, along with McGonagall and Snape, and grabs hold of him] Severus! [Snape pours the Veritaserum potion in his mouth] That's it, take it. Do you know who I am?
 * Barty Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): Albus Dumbledore.
 * Dumbledore: Are you Alastor Moody?! ARE YOU?!
 * Barty Crouch Jr. (as Mad-Eye): No.
 * Dumbledore: Is he in this room? [repeats the question] Is he in this room?! ["Moody" motions with his head/mechanical eye towards the chest] [orders Harry to move away from the chest] Harry, away from there!
 * [Snape points his wand at the chest and it opens up; The four look inside and see the real Moody down below]
 * Dumbledore: You alright, Alastor?
 * Moody: I'm sorry, Albus.
 * Harry: That's Moody, but then who's-?
 * Snape: [opens "Moody"'s flask and sniffs it] Polyjuice Potion.
 * Dumbledore: Now we know who's been stealing from your stores, Severus. [Snape shoots Harry a dirty look] We'll get you up in a minute.
 * [Barty Crouch Jr. is revealed to have been impersonating Moody]
 * Dumbledore: Barty Crouch Jr.
 * Barty Crouch Jr.: I'll show you mine if you show me yours. [reveals the Death-Eater symbol on his wrist]
 * Dumbledore: Your arm, Harry. [shows the scar on Harry's wrist, where Wormtail took his blood to revive Voldemort, is shown]
 * Barty Crouch Jr.: You know what this means, don't you? He's back. Lord Voldemort has returned. [flicks his tongue]
 * Harry: I’m sorry, sir. I couldn’t help it.
 * Dumbledore: [To Snape] Send an owl to Azkaban. I think they'll find they're missing a prisoner.
 * Barty Crouch Jr.: [Smugly] I'll be welcomed back like a hero!
 * Dumbledore: Perhaps. Personally, I've never had much time for heroes.

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 * [last lines]
 * [the students of Hogwarts say their goodbyes to the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang schools as they prepare to return home, while Harry, Ron, and Hermione watch from the side]
 * Ron: Do you think we'll ever just have a quiet year at Hogwarts?
 * Harry and Hermione: No!
 * Ron: Yeah, I didn't think so. Oh well, what's life without a few dragons?
 * Hermione: Everything's going to change now, isn't it?
 * Harry: Yes.
 * Hermione: Promise you'll write this summer, both of you.
 * Ron: Oh, I won't. You know I won't.
 * Hermione: Harry will, won't you?
 * Harry: [sarcastically] Yeah, every week.
 * [smiling, arm in arm, the three friends hurry outside to see off the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang schools]

Taglines

 * Dark and Difficult Times Lie Ahead
 * "Difficult times lie ahead, Harry."
 * Everything Will Change

Cast

 * Daniel Radcliffe as Harry Potter
 * Rupert Grint as Ron Weasley
 * Emma Watson as Hermione Granger
 * Ralph Fiennes as Lord Voldemort
 * Michael Gambon as Albus Dumbledore
 * Brendan Gleeson as Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody
 * Robert Pattinson as Cedric Diggory
 * Miranda Richardson as Rita Skeeter
 * Alan Rickman as Severus Snape
 * Maggie Smith as Minerva McGonagall
 * Robbie Coltrane as Rubeus Hagrid
 * Gary Oldman as Sirius Black
 * Roger Lloyd Pack as Bartemius Crouch Sr.
 * David Tennant as Barty Crouch Jr
 * Stanislav Ianevski as Viktor Krum
 * Clémence Poésy as Fleur Delacour
 * James Phelps as Fred Weasley
 * Oliver Phelps as George Weasley
 * Shirley Henderson as Moaning Myrtle


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Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (film)

Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix is a 2007 film in which Harry and Dumbledore, with their warning about Lord Voldemort's return scoffed at, are targeted by the Wizard authorities as an authoritarian bureaucrat slowly seizes power at Hogwarts.
 * Directed by David Yates. Written by Michael Goldenberg, based on the book of the same title by J.K. Rowling.

The rebellion begins.taglines

Harry Potter

 * I'm the one who saw Voldemort return, I'm the one who fought him, I'm the one who saw Cedric Diggory get killed.

 * [Addressing Dumbledore's Army] Working hard is important. But there is something that matters even more, believing in yourself. Think of it this way; every great wizard in history has started out as nothing more than what we are now: students. If they can do it, why not us?

 * [while fighting Voldemort in his mind] You're the weak one. And you'll never know love, or friendship. And I feel sorry for you.

Dolores Umbridge

 * Things at Hogwarts are far worse than I feared. Cornelius will want to take immediate action.

 * I'll make short work of this. [aims her wand at the wall] Bombarda Maxima. [blasts the wall down, creating a huge explosion and she, Mr. Filch, and the Slytherin students caught the members of Dumbledore's Army as Draco drags Cho in] Get them.

 * [to Harry] As I told you once before, Mr. Potter, naughty children deserve to be punished.

 * You know… I really hate children. You really are the most untidy creatures. Lord knows I've tried to help you. To instill discipline and respect for decorum. I've tried my very best to bring order… yet at every turn been assailing by chaos. I mean, look what you've done to me! I really cannot take it anymore! But I must. Authority must be upheld. Sometimes, the ends do justify the means. I think, certainly, no one could blame me. And if it falls to me to sort out the mess… to tie up the loose ends, then so be it. For the greater good… I will do what must be done.

 * I will have order!

 * What are you doing?! I am Senior Undersecretary Dolores Jane Umbridge! LET ME GO!!!

Others

 * Mafalda Hopkirk: [voice-over through letter] "Dear Mr. Potter, the Ministry has received intelligence that at 6:23 this evening, you performed the Patronus Charm in the presence of a Muggle. As a clear violation of the Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery, you are hereby expelled from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Hoping you are well, Mafalda Hopkirk."

 * Molly Weasley: [angrily to the twins as they appear behind her, startling her] Just because you're allowed to use magic now, does NOT mean you have to whip your wands out for everything!

 * Hermione Granger: Everyone, this is Loony Love… [clears throat; correctly] Luna Lovegood.

 * Hermione Granger: [frustraded about Umbridge] That foul, evil, old gargoyle! We're not learning how to defend ourselves. We're not learning how to pass our OWLs. She's taking over the entire school.

 * Sirius Black: [showing Harry the Black family tree on the wall] This is the Black family tree. My deranged cousin. I hated the lot of them. My parents with their pure-blood mania.

 * Rubeus Hagrid: It's changin' out there. There's a storm comin', 'arry... just like last time. And we'd all best be ready when she does.

 * Sybill Trelawney: [goes into a trance, makes a prediction] The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... and the Dark Lord shall mark him as his equal but he shall have power the Dark Lord knows not... For neither can live while the other s-survives.

 * Voldemort: You're a fool, Harry Potter. And you will lose…everything.

Dialogue

 * Harry: Professor Moody. What are you doing here?
 * Moody: Rescuing you, of course.
 * [The Order and Harry walk out of the house]
 * Harry: Where are we going? The letter said I had been expelled from Hogwarts.
 * Moody: Well, you haven't been. Not yet. [to Shacklebolt] Kingsley, you take point.
 * [Shacklebolt steps forward]
 * Harry: But the letter said--
 * Kingsley: [interrupting Harry] Dumbledore has persuaded the Minister to suspend your expulsion pending a formal hearing.
 * Harry: A hearing?
 * Kingsley: Uh-huh.
 * Tonks: Don't worry, Harry. We'll explain everything when we get back to headquarters.
 * Moody: Shhh! Not here, Nymphadora!
 * Tonks: [annoyed, as her hair turns red] Don't…call me Nymphadora.
 * Moody: [summons brooms with his cane] Stay in formation, everyone. Don't break ranks if one of us is killed!

 * Harry: So, what is this place?
 * Ron: It's headquarters.
 * Hermione: Of the Order of the Phoenix. It's a secret society. Dumbledore formed it back when they first fought You-Know-Who.
 * Harry: [sarcastically, but calm] Couldn't put any of this in a letter, I suppose. I've gone all summer without a scrap of news.

 * [Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred and George are listening to the Order's conversation using an Extendable Ear]
 * Snape: How touching and paternal, Black. Perhaps Potter will grow up to be a felon, just like his godfather.
 * Sirius: Now you stay out of this, Snivellus.
 * Harry: Snape's part of the Order?
 * Ron: Git.
 * Sirius: I don't care what Dumbledore says about your supposed reformation. I know better.
 * Snape: Why don't you tell him? Or are you afraid he won't take serious the word of a man hiding in his mother's house?
 * [Crookshanks starts to play with the Extendable Ear eventually pulling it loose]
 * Ron: Hermione, I hate your cat.
 * Hermione: Bad Crookshanks!

 * Arthur: This is very, very peculiar. It seems that your hearing at the Minstry is to be before the entire Wizengamot.
 * Harry: I don't understand, what's the Ministry of Magic got against me?
 * Moody: Show him. He'll find out soon enough.
 * [Kingsley shows Harry a newspaper with the headline "The Boy who Lies?"]
 * Sirius: He's been attacking Dumbledore as well. Fudge is using all his power, including his influence at the Daily Prophet, to smear anyone who claims the Dark Lord has returned.
 * Harry: Why?
 * Lupin: The Minister thinks Dumbledore's after his job.
 * Harry: But that's insane. No one in their right mind could believe that Dumbledore--
 * Lupin: Exactly the point. Fudge isn't in his right mind. It's been twisted and warped by fear. Now, fear makes people do terrible things, Harry. The last time Voldemort gained power, he almost destroyed everything we hold most dear. Now he's returned and I'm afraid the Minister will do almost anything to avoid facing that terrifying truth.
 * Sirius: We think Voldemort wants to build up his army again. [everyone turns to face him] 14 years ago, he had huge numbers at his command, not only witches and wizards but all sorts of dark creatures. He's been recruiting heavily and we've been attempting to do the same. But gathering followers isn't the only thing he's interested in. [Moody lets out a loud cough] We believe Voldemort may be after something else--
 * Moody: Sirius--
 * Sirius: Something he didn't have last time.
 * Harry: You mean, a weapon?
 * [Sirius opens his mouth to speak]
 * Molly: No! That's enough! He's just a boy! You tell him much more and you might as well induct him in the Order straight away!
 * Harry: Good! I want to join! If Voldemort's raising an army, then I want to fight!

 * [At Harry's trial]
 * Dumbledore: Witness for the defense, Albus Percival Wulfric... Brian... Dumbledore.
 * Fudge: You, you got our message that the time and place of the hearing had been changed, did you?
 * Dumbledore: I must have missed it. But by a happy mistake, I arrived at the Ministry three hours early. [Pause] The charges?
 * Fudge: The charges against the accused are as follows; that he did knowingly and in full awareness of the illegality of his actions, produced a Patronus charm in the presence of a Muggle. Do you deny producing said Patronus?
 * Harry: No, I--
 * Fudge: [interrupting Harry] And you were aware that you were forbidden to use magic outside school while under the age of seventeen?
 * Harry: Yes, but--
 * Fudge: Witches and wizards of the Wizengamot--
 * Harry: I was only doing it because of the Dementors!
 * Amelia Bones: Dementors? In Little Whinging?
 * Fudge: That's quite clever. Muggles can't see Dementors, can they boy? Highly convenient.
 * Harry: I'm not lying! There were two of them and if I hadn't--
 * Fudge: [Interrupting Harry again] Enough! I'm sorry to interrupt what I'm sure would have been a very well rehearsed story, but since you can produce no witnesses of the event--
 * Dumbledore: Pardon me Minister, but as it happens, we can.

 * [Amelia Bones is now questioning Arabella Figg]
 * Amelia Bones: Please describe the attack. What did they look like?
 * Mrs. Figg: Well one of them was very large, and the other rather skinny.
 * Fudge: Not the boys, the Dementors!
 * Mrs. Figg: Alright, right, well um, big. Cloaked. Then everything went cold, as though all the happiness had gone from the world.
 * Fudge: Now look here, Dementors don't just wander into a Muggle suburb and happen across a wizard, the odds are astronomical.
 * Dumbledore: I don't think anyone would believe the Dementors were there by coincidence, Minister.
 * Umbridge: [clears her throat] I'm sure I must have misunderstood you, Professor. Dementors are after all under the control of the Ministry of Magic. So silly of me but it sounded, for a moment, as though you were suggesting that the Ministry had ordered the attack on this boy.
 * Dumbledore: That would be disturbing indeed, Madame Undersecretary, which is why I'm sure the Ministry will be mounting a full-scale inquiry into why the two Dementors were so far away from Azkaban and why they mounted an attack without authorization. Of course, there is someone who might be behind the attack. Cornelius, I implore you to see reason. The evidence of the Dark Lord's return is incontrovertible.
 * Fudge: He's not back!
 * Dumbledore: In the matter of Harry Potter, the law clearly states that magic may be used before Muggles in life-threatening situations.
 * Fudge: Laws can be changed if necessary, Dumbledore!
 * Dumbledore: Clearly, it has become practice to hold a full criminal trial to deal with a simple matter of under-age magic.
 * Amelia Bones: Those in favor of conviction? [Fudge raises his hand followed by some other people including Umbridge] Those in favor of clearing the accused of all charges?
 * [Most people raise their hand, including Amelia Bones and Mrs. Figg, who actually has no vote in this]
 * Fudge: [reluctantly; as he bangs his gavel] Cleared of all charges.

 * Sirius: [unfolds a photo of the original Order of the Phoenix and shows it to Harry] Original Order of the Phoenix. Marlene McKinnon. She was killed two weeks after this was taken. Voldemort wiped out her entire family. Frank and Alice Longbottom.
 * Harry: Neville's parents.
 * Sirius: They suffered a fate worse than death, you ask me. It's been 14 years. And still a day doesn't go by I don't miss your dad.

 * Draco: [approaching Harry] I'm surprised the Ministry's still letting you walk around free, Potter. Better enjoy it while you can. I expect there's a cell in Azkaban with your name on it! [Harry angrily tries to lunge at him but Ron holds him back; leaves, to Crabbe and Goyle] What'd I tell you? Complete nutter!
 * Harry: [enraged] JUST STAY AWAY FROM ME!
 * Ron: It's only Malfoy. What'd you expect?

 * Harry: [sees a strange reptilian-like thestral] What is it?
 * Ron: What's what?
 * Harry: That. Pulling the carriage.
 * Hermione: Nothing's pulling the carriage, Harry. It's pulling itself like always.
 * [Harry walks around the carriage, where Luna is already seated]
 * Luna: You're not going mad. [lowers her magazine, The Quibbler, which she has been reading upside down] I see them too. You're just as sane as I am.

 * Umbridge: Thank you, Headmaster, for those kind words of welcome. And how lovely to see all your bright happy faces smiling up at me. [No one smiles] I'm sure we're all going to be very good friends.
 * Fred and George: [sarcastically] That's likely.
 * Umbridge: The Ministry of Magic has always considered the education of young witches and wizards of vital importance. Although each Headmaster has brought something new to this historic school... [nods to Dumbledore] progress for the sake of progress must be discouraged. Let us preserve what must be preserved, perfect what can be perfected and prune practices that ought to be prohibited.
 * [no one applauds, except a few half-hearted claps, while the rest of the school stares at her in stunned silence. Luna cracks open her Quibbler magazine and reads, ignoring Umbridge. Meanwhile, Argus Filch applauds wildly with a sneer on his face.]
 * Dumbledore: [nervous] Well...thank you Professor Umbridge, that really was most illuminating.
 * Ron: [angry] Illuminating? What a load o' waffle!

 * Harry: Dean, Seamus, good holiday?
 * Dean: Alright, better than Seamus' anyway.
 * Seamus: Me mam didn't want me to come back this year.
 * Harry: Why not?
 * Seamus: [sarcastically] Let me see, eh, because of you! The Daily Prophet's been sayin’ a lot of things about ya, Harry. And about Dumbledore as well.
 * Harry: What, your mum believes them?
 * Seamus: Well, nobody was there the night Cedric died.
 * Harry: [increasingly angry] Oh, well, I guess you should read the Prophet then, like your stupid mother, it'll tell you everything you need to know.
 * Seamus: Don't you dare talk about my mother like that.
 * Harry: I'll have a go at anyone that calls me a liar.
 * Ron: [entering the Common Room] What's going on?
 * Seamus: He's mad, is what's goin’ on. Do you believe the rubbish he's comin’ out with about You-Know-Who?
 * Ron: Yeah, I do. Has anyone else got a problem with Harry? [Harry has stormed into the boys' dorm - Ron hot on his tail - and is starting to get ready for bed] You alright?
 * Harry: Fine.
 * Ron: Seamus was bang out of order, mate. But he'll come through. You'll see--
 * Harry: I said I'm fine, Ron.
 * Ron: [taken aback] Right. I'll just leave you to your thoughts then. [leaves the dormitory]

 * Umbridge: Your previous instruction for this subject has been disturbingly uneven. But you will be pleased to know, from now on you will be following a carefully structured, Ministry-approved course of defensive magic. [Hermione raises her hand] Yes?
 * Hermione: There's nothing in here about using defensive spells.
 * Umbridge: Using spells? [laughs] Why, I can't imagine why you would need to use spells in my classroom.
 * Ron: We're not gonna use magic?
 * Umbridge: You'll be learning about defensive spells in a secure, risk-free way.
 * Harry: Well, what use is that? If we're gonna be attacked, it won't be risk-free.
 * Umbridge: Students will raise their hands when they speak in my class. [pauses] It is the view of the Ministry that a theoretical knowledge will be sufficient to get you through your examinations, which after all is what school is all about!
 * Harry: And how’s theory supposed to prepare us for what's out there?
 * Umbridge: There is nothing out there, dear. Who would you imagine would want to attack children like yourself?
 * Harry: [sarcastically] Oh, I don't know, maybe Lord Voldemort!
 * [Silence]
 * Umbridge: Now let me make this quite plain. You have been told that a certain Dark Wizard is at large once again. This... is... a... lie!
 * Harry: It's not a lie. I saw him. I fought him.
 * Umbridge: DETENTION, Mr. Potter!
 * Harry: [sarcastically] So according to you, Cedric Diggory dropped dead of his own accord.
 * Umbridge: Cedric Diggory's death was a tragic accident.
 * Harry: [frustrated] It was murder! Voldemort killed him. You must know..
 * Umbridge: ENOUGH! Enough. See me later, Mr. Potter. My office. [giggles]

 * Hermione: What's wrong with your hand?
 * Harry: Nothing. [shows her his right hand]
 * Hermione: Your other hand. [grabs his left arm, and sees his scars from Umbridge's detention] [horrified] You've got to tell Dumbledore!
 * Harry: No. Dumbledore's got enough on his mind right now. Anyway, I don't want to give Umbridge the satisfaction.
 * Ron: Bloody hell, Harry, the woman's torturing you! If the parents knew about this-!
 * Harry: Yeah, well, I haven't got any of those, have I, Ron?
 * Hermione: Harry, you've got to report this. It's perfectly simple - you're being-
 * Harry: No, it's not. Hermione, whatever this, it's not simple. You don't understand.
 * Hermione: [frustrated] Then help us to.

 * [about the thestrals]
 * Harry: So why can't the others see them?
 * Luna: They can only be seen by people who've seen death.
 * Harry: So... you've known someone who's died?
 * Luna: My mum. She was quite an extraordinary witch, but she did like to experiment, and one day one of her spells went badly wrong. I was nine.
 * Harry: I'm sorry.
 * Luna: Yes, it was rather horrible. I do feel very sad about it sometimes. But I've got Dad. We both believe you, by the way. That He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is back and you fought him and the Ministry and the Prophet are conspiring against you and Dumbledore.
 * Harry: Thanks. It seems you're about the only ones that do.
 * Luna: I don't think that's true. But I suppose that's how he wants you to feel.
 * Harry: What do you mean?
 * Luna: Well, if I were You-Know-Who, I'd want you to feel cut off from everyone else. Because if it's just you alone, you're not as much of a threat.

 * Umbridge: Pardon me, professor, but what exactly are you insinuating?
 * Professor McGonagall: I am merely requesting that when it comes to my students, you conform to the prescribed disciplinary practices.
 * Umbridge: So silly of me but it sounds as if you're questioning my authority in my own classroom, Minerva.
 * Professor McGonagall: Not at all, Dolores. Merely your medieval methods. [referring to her punishments with the Black Quill]
 * Umbridge: I am sorry dear, but to question my practices is to question the Ministry and, by extension, the Minister himself. I am a tolerant woman, but the one thing I will not stand for is disloyalty.
 * Professor McGonagall: Disloyalty?
 * Umbridge: Things at Hogwarts are far worse than I feared. Cornelius will want to take immediate action.

 * Umbridge: [during an inspection] So, you applied first for the Defense Against the Dark Arts post, is that correct?
 * Snape: Yes.
 * Umbridge: '' But you were unsuccessful?
 * Snape: [annoyed] Obviously.
 * [Ron snickers just as Umbridge leaves. Snape whacks him over the head with a book.]

 * [The students are watching Umbridge fire Trelawney]
 * Trelawney: [in tears] Sixteen years I've lived and taught here! Hogwarts is my home! You can't do this!
 * Umbridge: [shows the Order of Dismissal to Trelawney with faux sympathy] Actually, I can. [McGonagall arrives and tries to comfort Trelawney] [to McGonagall] Something you'd like to say, dear?
 * McGonagall: Oh, there are several things I would like to say!
 * Dumbledore: [arrives] Professor McGonagall, might I ask you to escort Sybil back inside?
 * McGonagall: [to Trelawney] Sybil, dear, this way...
 * Trelawney: [shakes Dumbledore's hand] Oh, thank you! Thank you!
 * Umbridge: Dumbledore, may I remind you that under the terms of Educational Decree #23, as enacted by the Minister...
 * Dumbledore: [warningly] You have the right to dismiss my teachers. You do not, however, have the authority to banish them from the grounds - That power remains with the headmaster.
 * Umbridge: For now.
 * Dumbledore: [turns around and sternly addresses the watching students] Don't you all have studying to do?
 * [Dumbledore wearily walks away, so do the students]
 * Harry: [while Dumbledore ignores him] Professor! Professor! Professor Dumbledore! Professor! Professor Dumbledore! [Harry goes to see Dumbledore has vanished (Presumably dissaparated). Harry stands in the empty entrance hall.]

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 * Hermione: Um... Hi! You all know why we're here. We need a teacher. A proper teacher. One who's had real experience defending themselves against the Dark Arts.
 * Zacharias: Why?
 * Ron: Why. Because You-Know-Who's back, you tosspot.
 * Zacharias: [nods toward Harry] So he says.
 * Hermione: So Dumbledore says.
 * Zacharias: So Dumbledore says because he says! The point is, where's the proof?
 * Boy: If Potter could tell us more about how Diggory got killed...
 * Harry: I'm not going to talk about Cedric, so if that's why you're here you might as well clear out now. [aside to Hermione] C'mon, Hermione, let's go. They're just here because they think I'm some sort of freak.
 * Hermione: Harry, wait!
 * Luna: Is it true you can produce a Patronus charm?
 * Hermione: Yes. I've seen it.
 * Dean: Blimey, Harry! I didn't know you could do that!
 * Neville: And he killed a basilisk, with the sword in Dumbledore's office.
 * Ginny: It's true.
 * Ron: Third year he fought off about a hundred dementors at once.
 * Hermione: And last year he really did fight off You-Know-Who in the flesh.
 * Harry: Wait... look, it all sounds great when you say it like that. But the truth is most of that was just luck. I didn't know what I was doing half the time, I nearly always had help...
 * Hermione: He's just being modest.
 * Harry: No, Hermione, I'm not! Facing this stuff in real life is not like school. In school, if you make a mistake you can just try again tomorrow. But out there, when you're a second away from being murdered or watching a friend die right before your eyes... you don't know what that's like.
 * Hermione: You're right, Harry, we don't. That's why we need your help. Because if we're having any chance against beating... Voldemort.
 * Nigel: He's really back?
 * [Harry nods]

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 * Harry: First we need to find a place to practice where Umbridge won't find out.
 * Ginny: The Shrieking Shack?
 * Harry: It's too small.
 * Hermione: Forbidden Forest?
 * Ron: Not bloody likely!
 * Ginny: Harry? What happens if Umbridge does find out?
 * Hermione: Who cares? I mean, sort of exciting, isn't it, breaking the rules?
 * Ron: [pleasantly surprised] Who are you, and what have you done with Hermione Granger?

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 * Hermione: You've done it, Neville. You found the Room of Requirement.
 * Ron: The what?
 * Hermione: It's also known as the Come and Go Room. The Room of Requirement only appears when a person has real need of it, and is always equipped for the seeker's needs.
 * Ron: So, say you really needed the toilet...?
 * Hermione: Charming, Ronald. But yes, that's the idea.
 * Harry: It's brilliant! It's like Hogwarts wants us to fight back.

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 * [practicing stunning spells]
 * Ron: Don't worry, I'll go easy on you.
 * Hermione: [sarcastically] Thanks, Ronald.
 * [They face off on opposite ends of the room.]
 * Fred: One Sickle.
 * George: You're on.
 * [Hermione floors Ron. George passes Fred a Sickle.]
 * Fred: Thank you.
 * George: Shut up.
 * [Ron gets up; walks to Fred and George]: I let her do that. It’s good manners, isn’t it?

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 * Harry: Are you alright? I heard Umbridge gave you a rough time the other day.
 * Cho: Yeah, I'm okay. Anyway, it's worth it. It's just, just learning all this. Makes me wonder whether if he'd known it...
 * Harry: Cedric, Cedric did know this stuff. He was really good. It's just, Voldemort was better.
 * Cho: You're a really good teacher, Harry. I've never been able to stun anything before. [Mistletoe magically appears above Cho and Harry] Mistletoe.
 * Harry: Probably full of Nargles, though.
 * Cho: What are Nargles?
 * Harry: No idea.
 * [They kiss]

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 * Hermione: [referring to Harry's kiss] Well, how was it?
 * Harry: Wet. Well, she was sort of... crying.
 * Ron: That bad at it, are you?
 * Hermione: I'm sure Harry's kissing is more than satisfactory. Cho spends half her time crying these days.
 * Ron: Think a bit of snogging would cheer her up.
 * Hermione: Don't you understand how she must be feeling? [Ron and Harry just stare at her] Well, obviously she's feeling sad about Cedric, and therefore confused about liking Harry and guilty about kissing him. Conflicted because Umbridge is threatening to sack her mother from her job at the Ministry and frightened of failing her O.W.L.'s because she's so busy worrying about everything else.
 * Ron: [after a long pause] One person couldn't feel all that, they'd explode!
 * Hermione: Just because you've got the emotional range of a teaspoon... [laughs]

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 * [Harry's describing his nightmare. Dumbledore is talking to Harry with his back turned.]
 * Dumbledore: In the dream were you standing next to the victim, or looking down at the scene?
 * Harry: Neither, I--It was like I--Professor, will you please just tell me what's happening?
 * Dumbledore: Everard! Arthur is on guard duty tonight. Make sure he's found by the right people.
 * Harry: Sir...
 * Dumbledore: Phineas! You must go to your portrait at Grimmauld Place. Tell them that Arthur Weasley is gravely injured and his children will be arriving there soon, by Portkey.
 * Everard: They got him, Albus. It was close, but they think he'll make it. Once more the Dark Lord failed to acquire it.
 * Dumbledore: Oh, thank goodness! Next we need to--
 * Harry: [enraged] LOOK AT ME! [shocked and caught off-guard, Dumbledore finally turns in front of Harry] What's happening to me?
 * Snape: [Entering Dumbledore's office] You wished to see me, Headmaster?
 * Dumbledore: Oh Severus. I'm afraid we can't wait. Not even till the morning. Otherwise we'll all be vulnerable.

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 * [Snape is giving Harry Occlumency lessons]
 * Snape: It appears there is a connection between the Dark Lord's mind and your own. Whether he is, as yet, aware of this connection is for the moment unclear. Pray he remains ignorant.
 * Harry: You mean if he knows about it then, he'll be able to read my mind?
 * Snape: Read it, control it, unhinge it. In the past it was often the Dark Lord's pleasure to invade the minds of his victims, creating visions designed to torture them into madness. Only after extracting the last exquisite ounce of agony, only when he had them literally begging for death would he finally kill them. Used properly, the power of Occlumency will help shield you from access or influence. In these lessons I will attempt to penetrate your mind. You will attempt to resist. Prepare yourself! Legilimens! [Series of flashbacks] Concentrate, Potter. Focus.
 * [Camera pulls out to reveal Hogwarts]

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 * Harry: [to Sirius] This connection between me and Voldemort, what if the reason for it is that I'm becoming more like him? [starts to choke up; fighting back tears] I just feel so... angry, all the time. And what if after everything I've been through, something's gone wrong inside me. What if I'm becoming bad?
 * Sirius: I want you to listen to me very carefully, Harry. You're not a bad person. You're a very good person, who bad things have happened to. You understand? [Harry nods] Besides, the world isn't split into good people and Death Eaters. We have all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the power we choose to act on. That's who we really are.

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 * Neville: [talking to Harry alone] Fourteen years ago, a Death Eater named Bellatrix Lestrange used the Cruciatus Curse on my parents. She tortured them for information, but they never gave in. I'm quite proud to be their son. But I'm not sure I'm ready for everyone to know just yet.
 *  Harry: We're gonna make them proud, Neville. That's a promise.

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 * Umbridge: I've been watching them for weeks and see, Dumbledore's Army. Proof of what I've been telling you right from the beginning, Cornelius. [to Dumbledore] All your fear mongering about You-Know-Who never fooled us for a minute. We see your lies for what they were, a smokescreen for your bid to seize control of the Ministry.
 * Dumbledore: Naturally.
 * Harry: No, professor! He had nothing to do with it, it was me!
 * Dumbledore: Most noble of you, Harry, to shield me, but as it's been pointed out the parchment clearly says "Dumbledore's Army", not "Potter's". I instructed Harry to form this organization and I, and I alone, am responsible for its activities.
 * Fudge: Dispatch an owl to the Daily Prophet. If we hurry we can still make the front page. Dawlish, Shacklebolt! You will escort Dumbledore to Azkaban, to await trial for conspiracy and sedition...
 * Dumbledore: Ah, I thought we might hit this little snag. You seem to be laboring under the delusion I am going to - what was the phrase, "Come quietly"? Well I can tell you this: I have no intention of going to Azkaban.
 *  Umbridge: Enough of this! Take him!
 * [Dumbledore winks at Harry, then summons his phoenix Fawkes and both explode and disappear in a ball of flame.]
 * Kingsley: Whoo! You may not like him, Minister, but you can't deny - Dumbledore's got style. [Fudge gives Kingsley a look]

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 * [After Umbridge discovers and puts an end to "Dumbledore's Army"]
 * Ron: You did everything you could. No one could win against that old hag.
 * Hermione: Even Dumbledore didn't see this coming. Harry, if it's anyone's fault, it's ours.
 * Ron: Yeah, we talked you into it...
 * Harry: Yeah, but I agreed. I tried so hard to help, and all it's done is made things worse. Anyway, it doesn't matter anymore, because I don't want to play anymore. All it does is make you care too much - The more you care, the more you have to lose. Maybe, it's just best to...
 * Hermione: To what?
 * Harry: To go it alone.

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 * Hagrid: Dumbledore sent me to parlay with the giants.
 * Hermione: Giants?! You found them?
 * Hagrid: Well, they're not that hard to find, to be perfectly honest. They're so big, you see.

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 * [Snape has just witnessed Harry's memory of seeing his parents in the Mirror of Erised.]
 * Snape: Feeling sentimental?
 * Harry: That's private.
 * Snape: Not to me. And not to the Dark Lord if you don't improve. Every memory he has access to is a weapon he can use against you. You won't last two seconds if he invades your mind. You're just like your father. Lazy, arrogant.
 * Harry: [angrily gets up from his seat] Don't say a word against my father!
 * Snape: Weak.
 * Harry: I'm not weak!
 * Snape: Then prove it! Control your emotions. Discipline your mind. Legilimens!
 * [Series of flashbacks, including a touching moment between Harry and Sirius]
 * Harry (In Memory): Sirius.
 * Snape: I may vomit.
 * Harry: Stop it!
 * Snape: Is that what you call control?
 * Harry: [heavy panting] We've been at it for hours. If I could just rest!
 * Snape: The Dark Lord isn't resting. You and Black, you're two of a kind, sentimental children forever whining about how bitterly unfair your lives have been. Well, it may have escaped your notice, but life isn't fair. Your blessed father knew that, in fact he frequently saw to it.
 * Harry: [infuriated] My father was a great man!
 * Snape: Your father was a swine! [roughly shoving him in his seat] Legilimens!
 * Harry: Protego! [Snape's spell is reflected back to him, moving into a series of flashbacks of his own]
 * [The Marauders approach Severus Snape]
 * James "Prongs" Potter: Come on, Moony! Padfoot! Snape! [points his wand at Snape] Expelliarmus!
 * Sirius "Padfoot" Black III: Nice one, James!
 * Young Marauder: Come on, James, finish him off!
 * Harry Potter: [shocked] Dad?
 * James "Prongs" Potter: Impedimenta! (Hogwartians start to chant "Snivellus! Greasy! Snivellus! Greasy!") [smirks] Right, who wants to see me take off Snivelly's trousers?
 * [Back in Snape's office, Snape blocks Harry out of the memory.]
 * Snape: Enough. [grabs Harry by his shirt] Your lessons are at an end.
 * Harry: I didn't mean--
 * Snape: Get...out.

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 * Voldemort: I need that prophecy.
 * Sirius: You'll have to kill me.
 * Voldemort: Oh I will, but first you will fetch it for me. Crucio! Crucio!

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 * [The trio enter Umbridge's office preparing to use the Floo Network]
 * Harry: Alohomora. [unlocks the door with his wand; to Ron and Hermione] Alert the Order if you can.
 * Ron: Are you mental? We're going with you!
 * Harry: It's too dangerous.
 * Hermione: When are you going to get it into your head? We're in this together!
 * Umbridge: [Catching them] That…you…are!
 * [a short time later…]
 * Malfoy: [dragging Neville in] Caught this one tryna help the Weasley girl.
 * Umbridge: [bends down to Harry, as he's tied up to a chair] You were going to Dumbledore, weren't you?
 * Harry: No.
 * Umbridge: [viciously slaps him in the face] Liar.
 * Snape: You sent for me, Headmistress?
 * Umbridge: Snape, yes. The time has come for answers, whether they want to give them to me or not. Have you brought the Veritaserum?
 * Snape: I'm afraid you used up all my stores, interrogating students. The last of it on Ms. Chang. Unless you wish to poison him - and I assure you I would have the greatest sympathy if you did - I cannot help you. [turns to leave]
 * Harry: [to Snape; desperately] He's got Padfoot. He's got Padfoot at the place where it's hidden.
 * Umbridge: Padfoot? What is Padfoot? Where what is hidden? What is he talking about, Snape?
 * [Pause for effect]
 * Snape: No idea. [leaves without another word]
 * Umbridge: Very well. You give me no choice, Potter. As this is a matter of Ministry Security, you leave me with... no other alternative. The Cruiciatus Curse ought to loosen your tongue.
 * Hermione: That's illegal.
 * Umbridge: [Putting a picture of Fudge face down] What Cornelius doesn't know won't hurt him. [her pictures of kittens mewl in disapproval; prepares to curse Harry]
 * Hermione: Tell her, Harry!
 * Umbridge: Tell me what?
 * Hermione: Well, if you won't tell her where it is, I will.
 * Umbridge: Where what is?
 * Hermione: Dumbledore's secret weapon.

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 * [In the Forbidden Forest]
 * Umbridge: You have no business here, centaur. This is a Ministry matter. [A centaur takes out an arrow and places it on his bow] Lower your weapons! I warn you! Under the law, as creatures of near-human intelligence-- [The centaur fires his arrow] Protego! [makes a shield and the arrow falls on the ground] How dare you! Filthy halfbreed! Incarcerous! [casts a rope spell causing him to be wrapped in a rope and fall to the ground. Hermione tries to free him but is unable to]
 * Hermione: [pleading] Please, please stop it! Please!
 * Umbridge: NOW, ENOUGH! I will have order! [gets picked up by Grawp] YOU FILTHY ANIMAL! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!
 * Hermione: [To the centaurs] Leave him alone! It's not his fault! He doesn't understand!
 * [Grawp gets hit by an arrow and drops Umbridge; The centaurs pick her up.]
 * Umbridge: Potter, do something! Tell them I mean no harm!
 * Harry: I'm sorry, Professor. But I must not tell lies.
 * Umbridge: [as the centaurs carry her away] WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! I am Senior Undersecretary Dolores Jane Umbridge! LET... ME... GOOOOOOOOOOO!
 * Hermione: Thank you, Grawp.

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 * Hermione: [Running up with Harry to meet Ginny, Ron, Neville and Luna] How did you get away?
 * Ginny: Puking Pastilles, it wasn't pretty.
 * Ron: I told them I was hungry and wanted some sweets. Of course they told me to bugger off and ate the lot themselves.
 * Hermione: [surprised] That was clever, Ron!
 * Ron: [smiles] It's been known to happen.
 * Neville: It was brilliant. So, how are we getting to London?
 * Harry: Look, it's not that I don't appreciate everything you've done, all of you. But, I've got you into enough trouble as it is.
 * Neville: Dumbledore's Army was supposed to be about doing something real. Or was all that just words to you?
 * Ron: Maybe you don't have to do this all by yourself, mate.
 * Harry: So, how are we going to get to London?
 * Luna: We fly, of course.

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 * Harry: Where's Sirius?
 * Lucius: You know, you really should learn to tell the difference between dreams... [makes his mask melt away] and reality. You only saw what the Dark Lord wanted you to see. Now hand me the prophecy.
 * Harry: You do anything to us, I'll break it.
 * Bellatrix: [laughs] He knows how to play! Itty, bitty, baby, Potter!
 * Neville: Bellatrix Lestrange.
 * Bellatrix: Neville Longbottom, is it? How's mum and dad?
 * Neville: Better, now they're about to be avenged! [points wand at her; Bellatrix points hers back at him]
 * Lucius: Let's everybody just... calm down, shall we? All we want is that prophecy.
 * Harry: Why did Voldemort need me to come and get this?
 * Bellatrix: You dare speak his name? You filthy half-blood!
 * Lucius: It's all right, he's just a curious lad, aren't you? Prophecies can only be retrieved by those about whom they are made. Which is lucky for you, really. Haven't you always wondered what was the reason for the connection between you and the Dark Lord, hmm? Why he was unable to kill you, when you were just an infant? Don't you want to know the secret of your scar? All the answers are there, Potter, in your hand. All you have to do... is give it to me, and I can show you everything.
 * [The Death Eaters surround Harry's group]
 * Harry: I've waited fourteen years.
 * Lucius: [in mock sympathy] I know.
 * Harry: I guess I can wait a little longer. NOW!
 * Harry, Ron, Neville, Ginny, Hermione, and Luna: STUPEFY!

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 * [All of Harry's friends but him are being held by Death Eaters]
 * Lucius: Did you actually believe, or were you truly naive enough to think that children stood a chance, against us? I'll make this simple for you, Potter. Give me the prophecy now, or watch your friends die.
 * Neville: Don't give it to him, Harry!
 * Bellatrix: Sst!
 * [Harry hesitates but hands over the prophecy. Lucius holds it up and a white light distracts them.]
 * Sirius: Get away from my godson. [punches Lucius]

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 * ''[After Sirius's death, Harry is chasing Bellatrix in fury, with the camera moving frantically.]
 * Bellatrix: [laughing] I killed Sirius Black! You coming to get me?!
 * Harry: CRUCIO!
 * [Bellatrix screams and falls to the ground]
 * Voldemort: [inside Harry's head] You've got to mean it, Harry. She killed him. She deserves it. You know the spell, Harry. [he appears behind Harry as Bellatrix snickers] Do it! [Harry turns around and is easily disarmed by him] So weak.
 * [Dumbledore arrives]
 * Dumbledore: [calmly] It was foolish of you to come here tonight, Tom. The Aurors are on their way.
 * Voldemort: By which time I shall be gone. And you... shall be dead.
 * [Voldemort and Dumbledore begin dueling]
 * [Bellatrix exits the ministry via the fireplace as the duel begins]
 * Dumbledore: [Dumbledore pushes Harry into a corner as Voldemort attacks]
 * [As the duel intensifies, Voldemort flickers his wand attempting to strike Harry and disarm Dumbledore simultaneously, destroying the surrounding walls as it goes on, Voldemort then blows out a snake of fire, Dumbledore strikes it down]
 * [Dumbledore scoops up water from a nearby fountain carrying Voldemort inside it across the room, slightly pushing Potter out of the way as he gets up and walks near the scene, Voldemort then attempts a fatal blow and destroys the many, glass windows and rips a poster of Fudge in the process and throws the remaining glass shards at Potter and Dumbledore, Dumbledore blocks the glass, turning it into a sand-like mixture, Voldemort then possesses Harry Potter]

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 * Harry: [While being possessed by Voldemort] You... you've lost, old man! [a series of flashbacks shows his mother's sacrifice, Cedric and Sirius's deaths and the Dementor attack, as Harry struggles to fight off Voldemort]
 * Dumbledore: [concerned] Harry.
 * Voldemort: [another series of flashbacks show Harry isolating himself in Gryffindor Common room, and then a vision that shows him in front of a mirror, with his reflection having Voldemort's face] So weak! So vulnerable! Look at me!
 * Dumbledore: Harry, it isn't how you are alike. It's how you are not. [Harry grunts in pain, and Dumbledore is very concerned] Harry.
 * [As Harry sees his friends enter the Atrium, he remembers the happy times he spent with them]
 * Harry: You're the weak one. And you'll never know love, or friendship. And I feel sorry for you.
 * [during another series of flashbacks, Harry appears in front of the mirror again. He punches it three times, breaking it. Voldemort is forced out of Harry's body]
 * Voldemort: You're a fool, Harry Potter. And you will lose everything.
 * [The Aurors arrive at the scene. Voldemort quickly apparates away, and Fudge, who saw him before he left, has a look of shock on his face, as Dumbledore holds Harry's unconscius body in his arms]
 * Fudge: He's back!

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 * Dumbledore: I know how you feel, Harry.
 * Harry: No, you don't. It's my fault.
 * Dumbledore: No, the fault is mine. I knew it was only a matter of time before Voldemort made the connection between you. I thought by distancing myself from you, as I have done all year, he'd be less tempted and therefore you might be more protected.
 * Harry: The prophecy said… Neither one can live for the other one survives. It means one of us is gonna have to kill the other... in the end?
 * Dumbledore: Yes.
 * Harry: Why didn't you tell me?
 * Dumbledore: For the same reason you tried to save Sirius. For the same reason your friends saved you. After all these years, after all you suffered, I didn't want to cause you any more pain. I cared too much about you.

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 * Harry: How come you're not at the feast?
 * Luna: Lost all my possessions. Apparently people have been hiding them.
 * Harry: That's awful.
 * Luna: Oh, it's all good fun. But as it's the last night, I really do need them back. I'm sorry about your godfather, Harry. [holds Harry's hand for a few seconds, then releases it]
 * Harry: Are you sure you don't want any help looking?
 * Luna: That's alright. Anyway, my mum always said, things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end... [They see shoes hanging at the ceiling] if not always in the way we expect. Think I'll just go have some pudding.
 * [Luna skips away to the Great Hall]

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 * [Last lines]
 * Harry: I've been thinking about something Dumbledore said to me.
 * Hermione: What's that?
 * Harry: That even though we got a fight ahead of us, we've got one thing that Voldemort doesn't have.
 * Ron: Yeah?
 * Harry: Something worth fighting for.

Taglines

 * The Rebellion Begins

 * Only One Can Survive

 * The Only Way Is Rebellion

 * No One Can Protect You

 * Evil Must Be Confronted

 * You Will Lose Everything

 * Make a Final Stand

 * The Boy Who Lies

Cast

 * Daniel Radcliffe – Harry Potter
 * Rupert Grint – Ron Weasley
 * Emma Watson – Hermione Granger
 * Ralph Fiennes – Lord Voldemort
 * Michael Gambon – Albus Dumbledore
 * Imelda Staunton – Dolores Umbridge
 * Gary Oldman – Sirius Black
 * Alan Rickman – Severus Snape
 * Evanna Lynch – Luna Lovegood
 * Robbie Coltrane – Rubeus Hagrid
 * Matthew Lewis – Neville Longbottom
 * Katie Leung – Cho Chang
 * Bonnie Wright – Ginny Weasley
 * Helena Bonham Carter – Bellatrix Lestrange

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James Gilliland

James Gilliland, a Southern California native, is an author, teacher, ufologist, spiritual counselor, energetic healer, and the founder of the Enlightened Contact with Extraterrestrial Intelligence (ECETI) organization. He studied 6 years of Yoga, and has received The Teaching of the Inner Christ certificate and the Rigdzin Norbu ("Jewel of Pure Awareness") certificate.

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 * We don't watch TV up there, we watch UFOs.
 * James describing his Sattva Sanctuary.

 * It blew me wide open. It shifted me up into what I call the inter-dimensional mind.
 * James describing his near-death experience.

 * That's the cheapest camera you can buy and we've totally outgunned NASA and SETI (The Search for Extraterrestrial Intelligence). Totally outgunned them!
 * James talking about the UFO he recorded using a camera, and comparing his recording to NASA's and SETI's.

 * It's real simple. Basically, their message is to stop warring on each other and to stop warring on the planet to be kind to each other and the planet, because we're headed for major environmental collapse.  And they've also expressed deep concern about the leadership of the planet. They've made it very clear: You're being led by the oil industry and the war industry.
 * James explaining one of the messages he says he receives from the extraterrestrials.

 * That's one of those Andromedan ships! Look how you can see through the middle. That's because it's inter-dimensional. ... You hear that?  The coyotes are going crazy. They always do that when the big ships fly over!  No one's got the triangles on tape. This'll really freak the Greer folks out!
 * James during one of the close encounters with a UFO at his Sattva Sanctuary.

 * Orbs are an extension of consciousness. When we are not in the physical form, we often travel in a light sphere. It’s way beyond the nuts and bolts to understand this kind of science. In the universe we live in, we can measure less than one percent [of existing reality], and physicists believe there’s another 99 percent out there we cannot measure. There are other planes, other dimensions, and the orbs are a byproduct of these planes and dimensions.
 * James describing what Orbs are.

 * Have full-blown contact now. [The ongoing contacts] have been well documented here with multiple eyewitnesses as well as day and night footage with sound of the ships.  Can provide all the eyewitnesses you wish.  Two days ago I was hit with three balls of light within a stream of energy, after which a woman appeared to me with a strange headdress used for communication and other higher consciousness and energy works.  The ship came in as a golden light from the north.  It dropped down low and hovered.  I have been [burnt] on my chest right over the heart.  It has been photographed.  These beings are extremely spiritual and technologically advanced.  They have a message.  This is not airy fairy, this is for real.
 * James describing one of his close encounters.

 * I have already dealt with MIBs, psychotronics, black helicopters, etc. There is protection around my work.  It has not been fun. Nonetheless, it is what I signed on for.  Twenty years ago I had an NDE.  Made conscious contact with the source. . . . The hype reporters usually go away with nothing.  Those who come with an open mind and loving heart go away transformed.

 * Learn to live in harmony with each other and nature. Living a thoroughly loving joyous abundant life is your god given right. Nature is abundant. Live according to the universal law, universal principles such as Brother/Sisterly Love, Universal Peace, Individual Freedom and Prosperity for all.

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I am here on Wikiquote, to clean up vandalism, and help on Votes for Deletion.

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Fys. “Ta fys aym”. 10:12, 27 May 2007 (UTC)

Toy Story 2
Patent nonsense, more Gay Nigger Association of America nonsense. --Rulliblehaxxer 09:16, 27 May 2007 (UTC)
 * Vote closed early: Result: speedy keep as bad faith nomination. Fys. “Ta fys aym”. 10:12, 27 May 2007 (UTC)


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Fys. “Ta fys aym”. 10:10, 27 May 2007 (UTC)

User:Aphaia
We don't need this nonsense page, it's patent nonsense and a very unfunny nonsense, at that. Delete this junk. --Rulliblehaxxer 09:21, 27 May 2007 (UTC)
 * Vote closed early: Result: speedy keep as bad faith nomination. Fys. “Ta fys aym”. 10:10, 27 May 2007 (UTC)


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Fys. “Ta fys aym”. 10:08, 27 May 2007 (UTC)

User:SunStar Net
Patent nonsense and nothing but a load of spamlinks. --Rulliblehaxxer 09:22, 27 May 2007 (UTC)
 * Vote closed early: Speedy keep, bad faith nomination. Fys. “Ta fys aym”. 10:08, 27 May 2007 (UTC)


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Wikiquote:Votes for deletion/House (TV series)

Fys. “Ta fys aym”. 10:09, 27 May 2007 (UTC)

House (TV series)
Hoax, nonsense, just a load of trolling from various users. Delete this stupid inane childish nonsense now. --Rulliblehaxxer 09:25, 27 May 2007 (UTC)
 * Vote closed early: speedy keep as bad faith nomination. Fys. “Ta fys aym”. 10:09, 27 May 2007 (UTC)


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Thanks for experimenting with Wikiquote. Your test worked, and has now been reverted or removed. Please use Sandbox for any other tests you want to do, since testing in articles will normally be reverted quickly. Please see the welcome page if you would like to learn more about contributing to our compendium of quotations. For a quick overview of what Wikiquote is, read Wikiquote, and also What Wikiquote is not for a list of common activities that Wikiquote does not support. -- Herby talk thyme 10:04, 27 May 2007 (UTC)

Fys. “Ta fys aym”. 10:07, 27 May 2007 (UTC)

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User:Rulliblehaxxer

Fys. “Ta fys aym”. 10:07, 27 May 2007 (UTC)

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Ben Dirs

Ben Dirs is a sports journalist for BBC Online who writes about and provides live commentary on a number of sports.

Quotes

 * Umpire Billy Bowden is decked by a Jones sweep! How marvellous...I mean what a choker...A sweetly-timed shot by the England batsman, which strikes Bowden on the hip, sending sunnies and walkie-talkie flying. Shame for Jones, that was going for four. Bowden will have secretly loved that, the old drama tart.

 * Having seen the replay, I think Steve Bucknor was right. I like Bucknor, in fact, he might be my only friend.

 * Embarrassing cricket tales. When I was about 14, my school team played against a school called Langdon, somewhere or other in the wilds of East London. They batted first and racked up 180-3 off 20 overs. We got 13. My PE teacher called it the most humiliating day of his life. Years later, he got done for sex offences. I wonder what he thinks now.

 * Hayden hits his fourth four of the over off the final ball, riding a dreamy steer through the covers. Boom boom boom let me hear you say way-ooh.

 * Monty went beserk, like a toddler who's just been told he can't have a Happy Meal.

 * Oof! McCullum kerplunks a fuller Sidebottom delivery for what looks a certain four until it smashes into Gillespie's, erm, mummy-daddy button at the non-striker's end and he is denied a run. That had to hurt. Gillespie turns down the opportunity to have it treated by the Kiwi physio - perhaps he's not his type.

 * A well-deserved standing ovation from the Lord's faithful and what can you say about any Collingwood innings? Nuggety, earthy, gritty. All hail Ross Kemp - give that man his own cop show on ITV.

 * Vaughan is lurking in the dressing room gloom like some mad woman spying into her next door neighbours' garden.

 * Hayden marches down the pitch towards Collymore, bat raised, as if he's just returned from the theatre to find him rifling through his wife.

 * Bit of Toto as Hoffmann makes his way to the middle - "I bless the rains down in Africa!" - smashing. My favourite Toto number is Rosanna. I used to go out with someone called Rosanna. Her mum looked like Cher.

 * Colly doing a good, no-frills, manful job for England here, just one from the over. He is to cricket what Jim Taggart is to detective work.

 * Just two from the over, Anderson tighter than Andy Fordham's watch strap.

 * I like Monty, I'd like to sit with my arm round him on the sofa all night watching documentaries on BBC Four.

 * Murali is really struggling out there, he looked like Heather Mills McCartney making her way to bed from her en suite bathroom fielding down at fine-leg.

Football Commentary

 * Anyone seen Kaka's wife? Funnily enough, she's a complete sort. She's the sort of woman who, if she looked you in the eye in a bar and asked you where the fag machine was, you'd start giggling and snort.

 * I've got a horrible feeling that if United do do the business tonight, Scholes won't be on the pitch in Athens. He may well be the best player England have produced for the last 15 years, but he has all the tackling ability of a granny on roller skates.

Tennis Commentary

 * There's Jamie Murray in the crowd - I assume that's his woman, otherwise her actual boyfriend might be extremely irate.
 * I'd imagine Janowicz is a fine lover - a big, bear of a man but with the hands of a miniature portrait painter.
 * I'd imagine Janowicz is a fine lover - a big, bear of a man but with the hands of a miniature portrait painter.

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User talk:Sanjivbacchas

I added Dumb Baby's to Rugrats

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Liquid Sky

Liquid Sky, is a 1982 film about models, heroin users, and aliens in New York City.
 * Directed by Slava Tsukerman. Written by Slava Tsukerman, Nina Kerova and Anne Carlisle.

Margaret

 * I was taught that my prince would come and I would have his children... and on the weekends we would barbecue... and all the other princes and their princesses would come and they would say "delicious delicious..." Oh how boring ...
 * You wanna know who and what I am?... I'm a killer....

 * I kill with my cunt.

 * Adrians dead, it's every man for himself.

 * Whether or not I like someone doesn't depend on what kind of genitals they have.

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Talk:Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End

Isn't it Will saying "Hoist the colours" after Elizabeth's speak?

Be ye bilges flooded? 50% of them Quotes be scurrvy crap! What shall one do with quotes like that:

good point

a rock...

(me removed them two)

It's much bigger up close

Done.

Undone!

Good.

More Steam!!

i say someone gotta walk the plank for this!

everybody missed the best line from the movie! "If I may lend a machete to your intellectual thicket" - Cap'n Jack

Wow...I can't think of a pirate-themed curse strong enough for the RIDICULOUS loq trim that required. I think I need a nap... Wolfson (talk) 21:33, 13 June 2013 (UTC)


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Talk:Fulton J. Sheen

Merger
I just merged quotes that were at Fulton J. Sheen, prior to moving this article to that name. This is its page history:

2007-01-15T10:48:17 LrdChaos (Talk | contribs | block) (add no-intro and people-cleanup tags) [rollback] 2007-01-14T18:52:43 193.110.186.221 (Talk | block) (sk) 2007-01-14T13:57:22 207.237.120.60 (Talk | block) (New page: ==Quotes== * "If you don't behave as you believe, you will end by believing as you behave." * "Bye now, and God love you!" - Sheen's traditional closing to the program. * "Too many pe...)

The prior page name will remain as a redirect page. ~ Kalki 16:18, 27 May 2007 (UTC)

Unsourced

 * If you don't behave as you believe, you will end by believing as you behave.

 * Bye now, and God love you!
 * Sheen's traditional closing to his radio program The Catholic Hour and his later television shows.

 * Anyone who goes to a psychoanalyst ought to have his head examined.

 * Most people who go to a psychiatrist think they're crazy. When they come out, they think the psychiatrist's crazy.

 * A psychoanalyst will think that when you cut onions, the reason you cry is that you were once cutting onions and you got the news that you were disinherited, and you have cried ever since.

 * Two psychoanalysts were walking past each other in the streets. One says 'hello!'.  The other says 'I wonder what he meant by that.'.

 * Each of us makes his own weather, determines the color of the skies in the emotional universe which he inhabits.

 * Almost everybody today believes that he has a halo. If it doesn't come from virtue, then it comes from shampoo!

Protection
Please protect this page so only autoconfirmed can edit it, due to LTAs. – Ilovemydoodle (Not a sockpuppet) (talk / e-mail) 20:01, 15 July 2022 (UTC)

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