I don’t want to get married! I want to stay single and let my hair flow in the wind as I ride through the glen, firing arrows into the sunset!
I’m gonna win that Golden Arrow, and then I’m goin’ to present meself to Maid Marian.
My favorite part of the game: sudden death.
So, is that how you want to play it, old man?
I’m little, I’m low to the ground, I got power, I got moves! I’m your man!
Now quick, child, run! Run away, hide! In the woods, anywhere!
Sanctuary! Sanctuary! Sanctuary!
We all live, or we all die.
All for one… and two for tea!
Ah, but we insist! You must join us in a cup of tea!
A fine bunch of water lilies you turned out to be. I’d like to see anybody make me wash, if I didn’t wanna.
We’re gonna turn this sow’s ear into a silk purse.
Hey, man, you’re ugly! And you’re uglier than him! And you’re Ugly, Part Three! Hey, you’re Revenge of the Ugly!
You look perfect!
Lips red as the rose. Hair black as ebony. Skin white as snow.
The rose she had offered was truly an enchanted rose, which would bloom until his 21st year. If he could learn to love another, and earn her love in return by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken.
You are hopeless, child. You know dat. Completely hopeless.
I only hope that we don’t lose sight of one thing - that it was all started by a mouse.
I should think a stout-hearted army mouse like you would leap at the chance for adventure.
Oh, poor miserable Gurgi deserves fierce smackings and whackings on his poor, tender head. Always left with no munchings and crunchings.