DuckTales: The Movie - Treasure of the Lost Lamp (1990)

Genie: Hey, Pop! Give me a five! Get down! Get back! Get real! Get a haircut.

Dewey: Quick, get back in the lamp.
Genie: No! Not the lamp! Put me in a dog house, a madhouse, even a house of pancakes! Anywhere but the lamp.

Scrooge McDuck: Don't bother landing! I don't have time for any more disasters.

Genie: Do you have to yell at me all the time?
Scrooge McDuck: If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be in this mess. Thanks to you, I've got this crazy animal act on my tail.
Genie: That's it, blame the genie. I only saved your life.

Dewey: What a ride.
Louie: Yeah, I wouldn't mind doing it again now that I know that you can live through it.

Genie: Wish them back, please.
Webby: I can't! That was my last wish.
Genie: I wish you hadn't said that.

Louie: At least we still have each other. Think of poor Genie.
Dewey: If only there was a way we could sneak in and get back the lamp.
Huey: But there are so many alarms.
Scrooge McDuck: Aye, hundreds... and 14, 657 ways to trigger them.
Dewey: And you know each and every one, don't you, Uncle Scrooge?
Scrooge McDuck: Aye.
Louie: Maybe the way to shut them off?
Scrooge McDuck: Aye! Come lads! Something tells me we should plan a full-scale invasion.

Merlock: At last, after all these centuries, the lamp will be mine again.
Dijon: Yes, yes! You will be more powerful than, than... locomotive! More faster than speeding bull! You will leap all buildings in a single town.

Webby: Genie, you're gonna love playing tea party.
Genie: I know. I read all about it. Can I be the guy who dresses like an Indian and throws the tea off the boat?
Webby: No silly, not a Boston Tea Party.

Genie: Finally, room to stretch! My foot's been asleep for six centuries.

Dewey: Do you think we'll see a mummy?
Dijon: That reminds me, my mummy's expecting me. It's time for my nap.

Genie: You call these party animals? They're lifeless.

Scrooge McDuck: Blow me bagpipes! He's a genie.
Mrs. Beakley: Does his mother know about this?

Scrooge McDuck: Launchpad! Look what you've done to these ancient ruins.
Launchpad: Well, it could've been worse - it could've been something new.

Huey: Wait a second. What about our wishes?
Genie: Wishes? Do I look like a birthday cake?
Huey: Oh, come on! You can't fool us! A genie is supposed to grant wishes.
Webby: That's three wishes for every master.
Genie: Oh, geez! Everyone remembers that part.

Huey, Dewey, Louie: Faster, Launch Pad, faster.
Scrooge McDuck: Slower, Launch Pad, slower.

Genie: Wait, wait! Why give him the lamp?
Dijon: Because the master wants it so badly.
Genie: But don't you see, with the lamp you'll be the big chief? The hot falafel? The most powerful person on Earth? Oh, great master.
Dijon: Master? Master? Master Dijon? Oh, I like it! I really like it.

Genie: It's not my fault Merlock's after me. I don't just want to be Mr. Popularity. All I wanted was a life of my own... like your nephews. My own bike, stack of comic books, a sled, maybe some ski equipment, a CD player, my own home video entertainment system.
Scrooge McDuck: All right! All right.

Dijon: Master, all this flip-flapping - maybe we take the bus back?

Scrooge McDuck: I told you, I'm not going to the ball.
Duckworth: But sir, I've already arranged for Launchpad to take you to the society's mountain lodge.
Scrooge McDuck: So cancel Launchpad! I'll not only save face, but my life as well.