Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone2001

[Harry enters a dungeon and discovers Quirrell in front of the Mirror of Erised]

Harry:
You?! No, it can't-- it can't be! Snape, he was-- he was the one who--

Quirrell:
Yes, Snape. He does seem the type, doesn't he? Next to him, who would suspect p-p-p-poor st-st-st-stuttering Professor Quirrell?

Harry:
But that day, during the Quidditch match, Snape tried to kill me.

Quirrell:
No, dear boy. I tried to kill you! And trust me, if Snape's cloak hadn't caught fire and broken my eye contact, I would have succeeded! Even with Snape muttering his little counter-curse.

Harry:
Snape was... trying to save me?

Quirrell:
I knew you were a danger to me right from the off. Especially after Halloween.

Harry:
Th-th-then you let the troll in!

Quirrell:
Very good, Potter, yes. Snape, unfortunately, wasn't fooled. While everyone else was running about the dungeons, he went to the third floor to head me off. He, of course, never trusted me again. He barely left me alone. But he doesn't understand - I'm never alone. Never. Now, what does this mirror do? Yes, I see what I desire. I see myself holding the stone. But how do I get it?!

Creepy Voice:
Use the boy.

Quirrell:
Come here, Potter! NOW!

[Harry walks to Quirrell and the Mirror of Erised]

Quirrell:
Now... tell me. What do you see?

[Harry sees his reflection take out the Philosopher's Stone, then places it into his pocket. He realizes that it actually is in his pocket.]

Quirrell:
What is it, what do you see?!

Harry:
I-- I'm shaking hands with Dumbledore. I've won the House Cup.

Creepy Voice:
He lies.

Quirrell:
Tell the truth! What do you see?!

Creepy Voice:
Let me speak to him.

Quirrell:
Master, you are not strong enough!

Creepy Voice:
I have strength enough for this...

[Quirrell unwraps his turban, revealing a hideous face on the back of his head - Voldemort.]

Voldemort:
Harry Potter. We meet again.

Harry:
Voldemort?

Voldemort:
Yes. You see what I've become? See what I must do to survive? Live off another, a mere parasite. Unicorn blood can sustain me, but it cannot give me a body of my own. But there is something that can. Something that, conviently enough, lies in your pocket!

[Harry attempts to escape]

Voldemort:
Stop him!

[Quirrell blocks Harry by snapping his fingers, causing a large fire to block off the entrance]

Voldemort:
Don't be a fool. Why suffer a horrific death, when you can join me and live?

Harry:
Never!

Voldemort:
[laughs] Bravery. Your parents had it too. Tell me, Harry... would you like to see your mother and father again? [Harry's parents appear in the Mirror of Erised] Together, we can bring them back. All I ask is for something in return.

[Harry pulls the Stone out of his pocket.]

Voldemort:
That's it, Harry. There is no good and evil. There is only power... and those too weak to seek it. Together, we'll do extraordinary things. Just give me the Stone.

[Harry's parents disappear from the mirror]

Harry:
"[screams]" You liar!

Voldemort:
Kill him!

[Quirrell flies into the air and begins choking Harry. Harry tries to reach for the stone, but grabs Quirrell's wrist, and suddenly makes it immediately begin to burn and turn into ash. Quirrell gasps, screams, and lets go of Harry in fear]

Quirrell:
[panicking] What is this magic?!

Voldemort:
Fool! Get the Stone!

[Quirrell reaches for the Stone with his other hand. Harry puts his hands on Quirrell's face, causing his face to burn and turn to ash too. Quirrell screams in agony, and turns to ash, until there is nothing but his robes. Harry grabs the Stone. Behind him the ghost of Voldemort rushes at Harry, knocks him out and escapes while the camera pans towards the Stone.]