The Pagemaster (1994)
Christopher Lloyd: Mr. Dewey, The Pagemaster
Mr. Dewey : Welcome to the library, young man. Don't tell me. You're here for a special book.
Richard Tyler : Mister...
Mr. Dewey : Stop stop stop. Allow me to guess. I have a talent for guessing what people need. You're in need of a fantasy! Brave knights, mythical fairies, ferocious dragons!
Richard Tyler : Look, all I want is...
Mr. Dewey : Adventure! Of course! You're a boy who loves adventure, brimming with wicked demons, cutthroat pirates.
Richard Tyler : No, no, that's not it.
Mr. Dewey : Horror! Oh, horror! Evil demons, wicked monsters, haunted houses, graveyards. Yes, it's horror for you, boy. I'm sure of it. Your library card, please.
Richard Tyler : I don't have one.
Mr. Dewey : [pulls out a brand new one] You do now. Sign here.
[Richard signs it]
Mr. Dewey : Richard Tyler, consider this your passport to the wonderful and quite unpredictable world of books.
Richard Tyler : But I don't want any books.
Mr. Dewey : Hmm?
Richard Tyler : That's what I've been trying to tell you. I only came in here 'cause of the storm.
Mr. Dewey : You mean you don't need...?
[Richard shakes his head]
Mr. Dewey : [disappointed] Oh, I see.
Richard Tyler : Hey! How'd you get here?
Fantasy : Quit it! We are in the presence of the Pagemaster.
Richard Tyler : I *know* who he is. He's the guy who did all THIS to me! Do you have any idea what I've been through?
The Pagemaster : Tell me.
Richard Tyler : I was nearly torn to shreds by a crazy doctor, I was made a slave to a bunch of mangy pirates, and eaten. Got that? Eaten by a fire-breathing dragon!
Horror : He don't mean it, my Pagemaster. He don't mean it.
Richard Tyler : Not to mention being tossed, squashed, and scared practically to death!
The Pagemaster : Yet you stand before me.
Richard Tyler : Well, yeah.
The Pagemaster : Think, boy. What kind of an adventure would you have had if I brought you here with the turn of a page?