Tug: Okay, let's see... the most interesting thing that happened to me this year... hmm... I have to... Oh! I know, I know, I know, listen to this: I'd say it was when I finally knocked down that tree that was blocking the view from my cave. Now I got a family of chipmunks staying at my place.
Horace: I don't like it, Jasper. One more pinch, and they'll throw the keys away.
Jasper: Oh, come off it, Horace. We're getting plenty of bootle.
Horace: Yes, but I've been thinking.
Jasper: You've been thinking? Now look here, Horace! I warned you about thinking! I've got the nog for this job, so let's get on with it.
Peter Pan: Well, well, a codfish on a hook.
Captain Hook: I'll get you for this, Pan, if it's the last thing I do.
Nick Wilde: It's called a hustle, sweetheart.
Mrs. Packard: Attention: tonight's supper will be baked beans; musical program to follow... Who wrote this?
Mad Hatter: What's the matter my dear, don't you care for tea?
Alice: Why, yes. I'm very fond of tea.
March Hare: If you don't care for tea, you could at least make polite conversation.
Buck: Say, girls... got milk?
Mowgli: Oh, Baloo, I wanna stay with you.
Baloo: Certainly, you do.
Bagheera: Oh? And just how do you think he will survive?
Baloo: "How do you think he will... " What do you mean how do you think he... He's with me, ain't he? And I'll learn him all I know.
Bagheera: Oh? That shouldn't take too long.
Miss Bianca: Come on, darling. Let's get a move out.
Pocahontas: It would've been better if we'd never met. None of this would have happened.
John Smith: Pocahontas, look at me. I would rather die tomorrow than live a hundred years without knowing you.
Fidget: I'm going! I'm going! I'm going.
Rufus: Faith is a bluebird, we see from far. It's for real and as sure as the first evening star, you can't touch it, or buy it, or wrap it up tight, but it's there just the same, making things turn out right.
Penny: Can't touch it, or buy it, or wrap it up tight, but it's there just the same, making things turn out right. But whoever adopts me has to adopt Teddy, too.
Rufus: Oh, they'll love him! He doesn't eat much, does he?
Doctor Doppler: Just wait until we tell your mother about this! Of course, we may downplay the life-threatning parts.
Baylene: Oh, joy. Blisters.
Eema: I got blisters on my blisters.
Yar: You don't wanna know where I got blisters.
Jaq: Lucify. That's him. Meany, sneaky. Jump at you. Bite at you.
Friend Owl: You know, just the other day, I was talking to myself about you, and we were wondering what had become of you.
Grumpy: Angel, ha! She's a female! And all females is poison! They're full of wicked wiles.
Bashful: What are wicked wiles?
Grumpy: I don't know, but I'm agin' 'em.
Big Mama: Oh boy, these old wings ain't what they used to be. Big Mama, you better lose a few pounds.
Hercules: Aren't you...a damsel in distress?
Meg: I'm a damsel. I'm in distress. I can handle this. Have a nice day.