Inkheart

Basta:
(after catching up to Meggie and Mo) Hello, princess. Where's you father?

Fenoglio:
I told them he's gone out, but they don't believe me.

Meggie:
You told them?!

Fenoglio:
He had a knife to my throat! Isn't he awful?

Basta:
Tell me where Silvertongue is before I kill you both. (Toto comes out from under the bed and barks)

Meggie:
Toto, no! (she goes over to Toto)

Fenoglio:
Toto? (looks at "The Wizard of Oz") Oh, my goodness! (picks up "The Wizard of Oz") She's inherited her father's gift! (Basta grabs the book, and looks back at Meggie)

Basta:
Another Silvertongue. Ol' Capricorn will be pleased. (he takes Toto away from Meggie; Toto whimpers)

Dustfinger:
(after Meggie was tickling Gwin and got bit) He doesn't like to be tickled. And you sould be more careful. His name's Gwin. And I know he looks charming, but you know what they say about books and covers. (he leans down in front of Meggie to pick up Gwin; Meggie gets up)

Meggie:
Yes, I do. And I also know what they say about talking to strangers. Excuse me. (she starts walking away)

Dustfinger:
But I'm not a stranger, Meggie. (Meggie stops and turns around back to Dustfinger) You won't remember me; we met once when you were quite small. But I'm not a stranger. (Mo comes out of the bookshop, and stares at Dustfinger) Hello, Silvertongue. (Meggie turns around) I was just having a talk with your daughter.

Dustfinger:
(after Farid annouced he was going with Dustfinger) What about the girl? I thought you liked her.

Farid:
Oh, don't worry. (pulls out a wallet containing pictures of Meggie; somewhat satisfied) I stole his wallet.

Basta:
(after he attempted to attack Meggie) Get off!

Dustfinger:
No one gets hurt! (starts setting fire on Basta's jacket)

Basta:
(terrified) F-fire! Fire!

Dustfinger:
Is that what we agreed on? Is that what we agreed on?!

Basta:
Yes! We agreed! We agreed! We agreed! (Dustfinger takes his hands off Basta's shoulders, thus the fire dying down; Basta fearfully pats out the remaining flames)

Mo:
What are you not telling me?

Dustfinger (walking away):
I've seen her...she's not actually in the book...she's...

Mo:
Where?

Dustfinger (stopping and turning to face Mo):
In Capricorn's castle.

Mo:
And you didn't tell us?

Dustfinger:
We needed the book.

Mo:
We didn't need the book!

Dustfinger:
I needed the book!! (shoves Mo)

Meggie:
My Mum was right there and you didn't tell us?

Dustfinger:
Look... don't look at me like that, because if your father had known the truth, then he would never have agreed to help me get the book, and I need the book!

Mo:
You selfish, repugnant, weak character!

Dusfinger:
I... (pointing at Fegnolio) blame him! He wrote me that way!

Fegnolio:
I disagree!

Mo:
You tell me how to get her back!

Dustfinger:
Not until you promise to send me home.

Mo (grabbing Dustfinger):
Tell me how to get her back!

Dustfinger (quietly):
I'm missing my family too.

Mo (looks shocked, lets Dustfinger go):
Okay.

Dustfinger:
Promise?

Mo:
Promise.

Basta:
(delivering Meggie's dinner) Food for the little princess. Capricorn wants you to have your strength for tonight.

Fenoglio:
You should stay; we're telling ghost stories. (Basta flinches) Oh, that's right. You don't like ghost stories.

Basta:
I'll give you ghost stories, you-!

Meggie:
Who's the driver? Dad. Who's the navigator? Me. Have I ever got us lost before?

Meggie:
Toto, you're gonna get me in trouble!

Meggie:
Yes, I do. And I also know what they say about talking to strangers.

Meggie:
You can stay with us. [beat] It was mom's idea.

Meggie:
Stupid? You're the one who thinks he's in a dream. I was just trying to be nice. Go back to your muttering then. See if I care.

Meggie:
Why is every bookstore we go to a thousand years old?

Meggie:
I have Mo's gift.

Meggie:
[to Dustfinger] You're afraid.

Meggie:
You don't know what I can do...and neither do I.

Mo:
The written word is a powerful thing.

Mo:
Hey, look! A sasquatch!

Mo:
I don't read aloud anymore.

Mo:
I'm warning you. I have no control over what comes and goes.

Mo:
I can't send you back. I don't know how.

Mo:
This is the story you've been waiting to hear...

Mo:
[about Elinor] She's kind of an acquired taste.

Mo:
[to Meggie about Inkheart] You're not even allowed to touch that book, you understand me?

Dustfinger:
Just get in the car!

Dustfinger:
All right; this is our way in. Now listen, this is gonna be dangerous, so you need to keep up. You gotta move quickly.

Dustfinger:
I miss my family too.

Dustfinger:
He doesn't like to be tickled.

Dustfinger:
His name's Gwin. And I know he looks charming, but you know what they say about books and covers.

Dustfinger:
Has your father ever read you a bedtime story, Meggie?

Dustfinger:
You are not my god!

Dustfinger:
Put right the wrong you did nine years ago.

Dustfinger:
Before you say anything, I'm here to save your necks.

Dustfinger:
Let's you and me go for a little walk.

Dustfinger:
There are times in life when the stars simply align.

Dustfinger:
[To Resa] You went in the book when I came out.

Elinor:
I prefer a story that has the good sense to stay on the page.

Elinor:
Stop ringing that damn bell!

Elinor:
[About Meggie] She so reminds me of her mother. And not just when she opens her mouth, if she ever does.

Capricorn:
Oh yes, and duct tape. I love duct tape.

Capricorn:
Feast!

Capricorn:
[To Dustfinger] Must you do that every time? It's pathetic, honestly.

Capricorn:
[To Dustfinger] Now go and get your burns tended, otherwise I'll be forced to cancel our weekly juggle night. And you know how I love juggle night.

Capricorn:
“Why would we ever want to go back when your world is so accommodating with your telephones and your guns and what's that sticky stuff called ...duct tape.”

Fenoglio:
(regretably) I'm sorry. I had no choice, (suddenly excited) but look! It's Basta!

Fenoglio:
[About Dustfinger] I'm practically his father!

Fenoglio:
[To Capricorn] You're just how I wrote you. A cowardly thug.

Fenoglio:
[To Mortola] You are my crude scribblings, Magpie.

Fenoglio:
Meggie! Set me free!

Fenoglio:
It's a wonderful story. I'd give anything to go into it myself.

Fenoglio:
Why can't I come too? It's my car.

Fenoglio:
Reduced to babysitting. Marvelous.

Basta:
You remember my calling card. (mimicking slashes) One, two, three!

Basta:
Evil spirits I repel thee! Evil spirits I repel thee!

Basta:
Maybe I don't need luck.

Farid:
It's just a dream. It's just a dream.

Farid:
You are as sour as goat's urine!

Farid:
[About Fenoglio] But he's mean!

Meggie:
Don't worry Toto; you're just not in Kansas anymore.

Mo:
Well, that makes sense, you speaking weasel.

Dustfinger:
Do you know the end of your story Meggie?

Elinor:
You barbaric piece of pulp fiction!

Capricorn:
[About the Shadow] You are going to love him. And by 'love' I mean 'cower in terror' from.

Fenoglio:
This must be what it feels like to give birth!

Farid:
I don't want to go back into my stinking book!