The Boxtrolls (2014)
Eggs: Don't do it. You won't change who you are. Cheese, Hats, Boxes. They don't make you. "You" make you.
Winnie: When you meet someone you must look them in the eye and shake hands
[a confused Eggs does jazz hands]
Winnie: What are you doing?
Winnie: BoxTroll Exterminators? They live down in Curds Way.
Eggs: How do I get there?
Winnie: Curds Way?
[pointing at street sign "Milk Street"]
Winnie: Milk turns into it.
[rimshot is heard]
Lord Portley-Rind: [after learning that Snatcher was lying about the boxtrolls and the Trubshaws] He lied to us and to poor Madame Frou Frou. Snatcher...
Archibald Snatcher: [Using Madame Frou Frou voice] We could have been something special, but you have broken our agreement.
Lord Portley-Rind: Why is he talking like Madame Frou... GASP, Oh my god! I regret so much.
Winnie: [When Eggs states his a boxtroll] Oh... really? Then lets see you fit into your box!
Eggs: Err... I can't right now
Winnie: [nods head] Ummhmm
Eggs: I'm long boned
Winnie: Where are the rivers of blood, and the mountains of bones? I was promised rivers of blood!
Archibald Snatcher: You really think Portly-Rind and his mob will help a nobody like you? In this town, you want, you gotta help yourself. That's what a man does.
Eggs: You're a liar, when I tell Winnie's father the truth, he'll...
[Snatcher pushes Eggs to a wall]
Archibald Snatcher: HE'LL THANK ME. Because... all your little boxtroll friends... are going to die. TONIGHT!
Archibald Snatcher: THEY'LL MAKE ME THE MOST RESPECTED MAN IN THIS TOWN! They'll have no choice but to give me a white hat, they'll parade me, They'll take up on their shoulders. And I'm NOT gonna let that be ruined by some little boxtroll sewer rat!
Eggs: It won't change who you are. Cheese, hats, boxes-they don't make you who you are. You make you.
Eggs: [when Winnie tells him to get in his box] Err... I can't right now
[Winnie clears her throat]
Eggs: I'm big boned
Winnie: You're the worst pickpocket I've ever seen.
[Gives Eggs a coin]
Winnie: Here. Buy a book on how to be a better thief.
Archibald Snatcher: I have been reasonable, and I can be unreasonable.
Winnie: [on seeing Eggs rubbing his crotch] No!... You don't scratch there in public. That's why they're called
Mr. Pickles: [Noticing that Snatcher is having an allergic reaction to a piece of cheese he just ate. Whispering to Mr. Trout] Someone's got the cheese fits again.
Mr. Trout: [to Mr.Gristle] Oh, quickly, quietly get the leeches.
Mr. Gristle: [while silently sneaking around Snatcher] Quietly. Quietly.
Archibald Snatcher: [Noticing that Trout's leaving the table] Where's he going?
Mr. Gristle: Quietly.
Archibald Snatcher: Is he getting more cheese?
[Snatcher's lower lip swells up. Making Mr. Pickles and Mr. Trout shocked]
Archibald Snatcher: What?
Mr. Pickles: I think you've had enough for today, boss.
Winnie: [Eggs keeps denying he's not a boxtroll] Oh for goodness sake... give me your hand
Winnie: I... don't bite
Eggs: [as Winnie removes the bandages to his hands] Hey
Winnie: [compares Eggs' hand to a boxtrolls] SEE! You're not one of them
[places her hand against his softly]
Winnie: You're one of us... you're a boy, Eggs
Winnie: [Eggs is examining himself, having been dressed in fancy clothes] There... you look more like a proper boy now
Eggs: [thrilled] ME... A proper boy!
Archibald Snatcher: [eats a tiny bit of cheddar, and swallows] Mmmm!
Mr. Trout: [surprisingly] Oh!
Archibald Snatcher: I say, old chaps, it's quite, um
Archibald Snatcher: It's, um
Archibald Snatcher: It's quite, um
Mr. Trout: [breaking in] Aromatic? Oaky? With an undertone of a mother's smile on a warm spring day? Hmmm
Archibald Snatcher: Yes! Those things. Etcetera, ectetera, big words, chummy banter.
[Said as he breaks into an allergic reaction to the cheese]
Eggs: [practicing his manners] It's a pleasure too meet you! It's a pleasure too meet you
Archibald Snatcher: [first line, Snatcher to Butler at the front door] Wake his Lordship. The unspeakable has happened, We must speak of it immediately!
[struggles with Butler, trying to slam the door on him]
Lord Portley-Rind: [Frustrated] What is is, Snatcher?
Archibald Snatcher: BOXTROLLS HAVE COME AND STOLEN A CHILD!
Lord Portley-Rind: Gasp, no.
Archibald Snatcher: There no doubt, picking their teeth with his adorable baby bones, by now.
Lord Portley-Rind: Horribly tragedy.
[in a non-interested tone]
Lord Portley-Rind: Lets deal with it in the morning.
Archibald Snatcher: [while butler aggressively presses the door on Snatcher] STOP, that's not the worst of it. They'll come after...
[Butler slams the door in Snatcher's face, and is now talking through the mailslot of the mansion]
Archibald Snatcher: our cheeses!
Lord Portley-Rind: [SCARED] MY GOUDA?
Archibald Snatcher: They'll stop at nothing.
Lord Portley-Rind: Oh you're the town exterminator, I'll pay whatever it takes.
Archibald Snatcher: Oh I don't want money, I want one of those
[pointing at Portly Rind's hat]
Lord Portley-Rind: A white hat? you? ABSURD!
Archibald Snatcher: Alright then, by prepare to say bye bye to your brie, cheerio to your cheddar, good bye...
Lord Portley-Rind: Hey, Have every boxtrolls gone, with proof.
Archibald Snatcher: For a white hat? I WILL DESTROY EVERY LAST BOXTROLL IN THIS TOWN!