Detective Pikachu2019

Pikachu:
Hold up a sec. We’re gonna need each other.

Tim Goodman:
No, we don’t. I don’t need a Pokémon. Period. Got it?

Pikachu:
Then what about a world-class detective? Because if you wanna find your pops, I’m your best bet.

Tim Goodman:
I think a world-class detective oughta have figured out by now that I’m not here to find my father. I’m here to say goodbye.

Pikachu:
Hey, hey, there’s no one to say goodbye to. Look, you can talk to humans, I can talk to Pokémon. We can talk to each other. This doesn’t happen, kid. It has to mean something. There’s magic that brought us together, and that magic is called hope. [climbs on top of an idling taxi] Hope that Harry is still alive. [Tim stops and says nothing] Oh, you feel it. You feel it in your jellies, don’t you?

Tim Goodman:
There’s nothing in my jellies.

Pikachu:
We’re gonna do this, you and me.

Tim Goodman:
I can’t belie… I will meet you here tomorrow morning.

Pikachu:
Great!