Rose Sayer: Dear Lord, We've come to the end of our journey, and in a little while we'll stand before you. I pray for you to be merciful. Judge us not for our weaknesses, but for our love and open the doors of heaven for Charlie and me.
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.
Ellen McNulty: When you stop worrying, you'll be dead.
Yosemite Sam: That consarn idjit rabbit bit me nose.
Jerry Mulligan: I never touch a guy unless I've known him at least fifteen minutes.
Stanley: Hey, STELLA!
Neighbor: Ah, Holland, heh heh, the man of millions! What'd you get away with today? Got any spare ingots for an old pal? Ha ha, you'll be the death of me, Holland.
Henry Holland: I sincerely trust so.
Lt. Crystal: Signal from the lookout, sir. Natividad's gone about - one more tack and she'll be at the harbor mouth.
Capt. Horatio Hornblower, R.N: Very good, Mr. Crystal. Well, gentlemen, that leaves time for a rubber of whist.
Junyer Bear: When the nasty old Bogeyman fills me with fears / And my little old pinafore is all wet with tears / And my cute little pug nose is all red from crying / Who is it that saves me and keeps me from dying? / My Pa! / When my little pink cheeks are pale with fright / Who is it that lifts me and holds me tight / And says, "There, there, little man. Everything is all right"? / My Pa.
Maj. Daniel Xavier Kirby: Are we all buttoned up?
Joan Kirby: Cat's out... doors locked. All secure sir.