Olaf: I can't feel my legs! I can't feel my legs!
Kristoff: Those are my legs.
Edith: You're gonna be a spy?!
Gru: That's right, baby! Gru's back in the game with gadgets, and weapons, and cool cars!
Velma: Who are you?
Pauldini: I am The Great Pauldini!
[Pauldini makes an egg appear in his hand.]
Pauldini: My card.
Velma: Uh, that's an egg.
Pauldini:...Okay, egg, card, whatever. I made it appear, right? Can you do that? No, you can't because you're not a magician, heh! Who's a magician?
Velma: You are?
Pauldini: Oh, yeah, heh. Up high. That's what I'm talking about.
P.L. Travers: I will not have her called Cynthia, absolutely not. It feels unlucky. It should be something warm, a bit sexy. How about Mavis?
Earl Devereaux: I'm not a barista! I'm a police-sta!
Mub: What's going on, baby girl?
Mary Katherine: Talking snails.
Mub: Actually, he's a snail. I'm a sluuuug. No shell over here, baby. It just slows me down.
Gary Supernova: Nothing says 'peace' like a giant gun, huh?
Marshal Mallow: I'm mallow... Not Shallow.
Sulley: You don't study scaring, you just do it.
Papa: It doesn't matter where you came from. What matters is who you choose to be.
Kronos: Percy Jackson! Your destiny was written long ago.
Percy Jackson: I write my own destiny.
Huko: If you were royal, you would know.
Allie: I could go to the library. They got tons of books there that have information.
Huko: You would know.
Allie: You know, I do know this: You're a jerk.
Huko: No, I'm not. What's a jerk?
Allie: You honestly believe that you're better than us?
Huko: I am. I am a king.
Allie: That's just a title. What's under that skin of yours?
Huko: Someone very special.
Charity: Never underestimate the power of buried treasure, my friend.
Dusty Crophopper: I've flown thousands and thousands of miles, and have never gone anywhere.
Patchi: That's right, Tiny Arms.
Alex: Seriously, what's up with those little, baby hands? I mean, look at him he's so cute! I'm sorry, seriously, I mean, what's up with that?