The Pagemaster (1994)
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.
[upon meeting Captain Ahab]
Fantasy: He's possessed!
Horror: He's insane!
Adventure: He's my kinda guy!
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?
Adventure: Hmm, you know what would make this a happy ending? A kiss.
Horror: Doh, okay.
[the screen goes blank, a smack is heard]
Adventure: I meant from her!
[all three are heard laughing]
Adventure: I wrote the book on sailing. In fact, I *am* the book on sailing.
Adventure: How would you like to curl up with a good book?
[Fantasy wallops him]
Adventure: Ow, me binding!
Fantasy: In your dreams!
Alan Tyler: He's afraid of tuna-fish sandwiches.
Claire Tyler: Mercury levels in the tuna-fish sandwiches.
Richard Tyler: [to Adventure] You guys are the only friends I ever had.
Jamaican Pirate: One gold piece! This is your treasure, is it. Let's kill him and eat his parrot.
Adventure: Remember, mate, not all sharks are in the water.
Horror: [to Adventure] I know I'm not your favorite kind of book, but I could be just like you.
Adventure: You'll *never* be Adventure! You ain't got the spine for it!
Fantasy: Come on, honey, even books have spines!
Horror: Horror always has sad endings.
Fantasy: I come from a world of happy endings, why don't you come with us?
Richard Tyler: This is not good, definitely not good.
Dr. Jekyll: My boy, I derive no pleasure in telling you that you are in extreme danger.
Richard Tyler: Danger?
Dr. Jekyll: Even as we speak.
Tom Morgan: Give the word, Captain Silver, and I'll show you the color of his insides.
Richard Tyler: Red, red, they're red!
Long John Silver: Stow your cutlass, Tom, I want a better look at his outsides first.
Fantasy: You know this short story?
Richard Tyler: He's Adventure.
Fantasy: Honey, that's what they all say.
Long John Silver: [swiping Richard's library card] A cabin boy don't need no library card.
Fantasy: What do you mean grabbing a person by the pantyhose like that? Now I've got to straighten out my Little Mermaid underwear.
Telephone Operator: Due to the storm, all lines have been temporarily disconnected. Please try your call again later.
Richard Tyler: [after being wash by the rotunda art, and becomes animated for the fist time] I... I'm a cartoon.
The Pagemaster: you are an illustration.
Horror: [meeting Richard and the gang for the first time, after falling off the top of Dr. Jekyll's house] I scared you, I'm sorry.
Fantasy: You mustn't judge a book by it cover.
Fantasy: Look, he's smiling.
[Horror shows a homely, toothless, ghoulish grin]
Richard Tyler: That's a smile?
[First lines during the opening scene]
Claire Tyler: [offscreen; in bed] Alan, every ten-year-old is afraid of something.
Alan Tyler: [offscreen; in bed] The kid's afraid of tuna-fish sandwitches.
Claire Tyler: Mercury levels in the tuna.
Alan Tyler: Whatever.
Claire Tyler: Alan, the world is a frightening place to him right now. I think we could be a little more supportive.
Alan Tyler: Supportive? I'm the most supportive father on earth, but I'm running out of supportive things to do. I signed him up for Little League, he drove everybody crazy with statistics about how you can develop tumors from being hit in the head with a ball.
Alan Tyler: [offscreen] Did you know that shin splints can leadto blood clots in the legs?
Alan Tyler: Claire, he brought in a medical journal. Nobody wanted to play after that. And now I'm building him a tree house, in a tree he refuses to climb.
[while Alan says the last sentence above, Claire turns on a light and he looks at the treehouse on a dark and stormy night]
Claire Tyler: You know he hates heights.
Alan Tyler: I don't know. I just want to be a good father.
Claire Tyler: But you are a good father.
Richard Tyler: Can't argue with statistics, Dad.
Alan Tyler: Statistics. Here's something you can do: go down to Gutman's Hardware Store, buy a pound of these.
Richard Tyler: But, Dad...
Alan Tyler: Son, you can't live your life based on statistics. You've gotta take some chances. Now come on, Buddy.
Alan Tyler: [with a five-dollar-bill] You can do this.
[Alan gives money to Richard. His mother Claire releases him and joins her father in unison]
Richard Tyler: [Leaving his parents behind] This is not good. Definately not good.
Richard Tyler: [reads title] Alice in Wonderland.
[Richard opens it]
Queen of Hearts: Off with his head!
Richard Tyler: [Shockly closes the book] Sheesh!
[At night, the Tyler's parent car arrives home]
Claire Tyler: [In car] I can't imagine where he could be. Maybe we should call the police.
Claire Tyler: [Gasps as the car parks in front of Richard's bicycle, lying down] Alan!
[the car stops]
Claire Tyler: [Gets out] He's home!
[Alan gets out]
Claire Tyler: Alan.
Alan Tyler: [sees Richard in the treehouse] It's impossible.
[Alan goes up into the treehouse]
Alan Tyler: Rich?
Claire Tyler: [Goes up into the treehouse and takes Richard's signature glasses] We probably should put him in his bed.
Alan Tyler: Let's let him bsleep up here tonight.
[Claire goes down, as Alan uses the coat as a blanket for Richard]
Alan Tyler: [turning off a lantern] Love you, Richie.
[Alan goes down the treehouse. Alan & Claire goes inside the house]
Alan Tyler: Good night, son.
[Alan closes the door, leaves, and the living room lightd turn off]