"[Talking to a group of masks in his boiler room, pretending the masks are real people] Good afternoon, gentlemen. First off, I'd like to thank this board for taking the time to hear my proposal. Now, we've all heard of the legend of Atlantis, a continent somewhere in the mid-Atlantic that was home to an advanced civilization, possessing technology far beyond our own, that, according to our friend, Plato, here, was suddenly struck by some cataclysmic event that sank it beneath the sea. Now, some of you may ask, why Atlantis? It's just a myth, isn't it? Pure fantasy? Well, that is where you'd be wrong. 10,000 years before the Egyptians built the pyramids, Atlantis had electricity, advanced medicine, and even the power of flight. Impossible, you say? Well, no, no, not for them. Numerous ancient cultures all over the globe agree that Atlantis possessed a power source of some kind, more powerful than steam, than, than coal. More powerful than our modern internal combustion engines. Gentlemen, I propose that we find Atlantis, find that power source, and bring it back to the surface. Now, this is a page from an illuminated text that describes a book called the Shepherd's Journal, said to have been a first-hand account of Atlantis and its exact whereabouts. Now, based on a centuries-old translation of a Norse text, historians have believed the Journal resides in Ireland. But after comparing the text to the runes on this Viking shield, I found that one of the letters have been mistranslated. So, by changing this letter and inserting the correct one, we find that the Shepherd's Journal, the key to Atlantis, lies not in Ireland, gentlemen, but in Iceland. [Pause] Pause for effect. Gentlemen, I'll take your questions now."

"[after being seasick] Carrots? Why is it always carrots? I didn't even eat carrots!"

"[They are getting chased by the Leviathan; increasingly panicked] It's only a grease trap, it's just like a sink! It's only a grease trap, it's just like a sink!ǃ"

"[Seeing the Leviathan's eye] Jiminy Christmas! It's a machine!"

"[To Rourke] Well, I don't know, why don't you translate, and I'll wave the gun around?!"

"[to himself] Okay, Milo don't take "no" for an answer. "Look, I have question for you and I'm not leaving the city until they're answered." Yeah, that's it, that's good, that's good."

"[plays with a glowing fly] Heh heh! These guys are kinda cute when they're not, you know, formed into a fiery column of death."

"[after Kida asks him if he swims] Oh, I swim pretty girl- Pretty good! Good, swim good, pretty good. I swim pretty good."

"[To the team, who are preparing to leave with the Heart of Atlantis] So... I guess this is how it ends, huh? Fine, you win. You're wiping out an entire civilization, but hey... [Coldly] You'll be rich. [To Audrey] Congratulations, Audrey, looks like you and your dad can probably start that second garage after all. [To Vinny] And Vinny, you can to start a whole chain of flower shops. I'm sure your family's gonna be very proud. [To everyone else] But that's what it's all about, right? [Angrily] Money."

"[to Dr. Sweet, after King Kashekim Nedakh dies] Oh, my decision? I think we've seen how effective my decision have been. Let's recap: I lead a band of plundering vandals to the greatest archaeological find in record history, thus enabling the kidnap and/or murder of the royal family, not mention personally delivering the most powerful known to man into the hands of a mercenary nutcase WHO'S PROBABLY GONNA SELL IT TO THE KASIER! HAVE I LEFT ANYTHING OUT?!"

"I didn't say it was the smart thing. But it is the right thing."

"Alright, this is it! We're gonna rescue the Princess, we're gonna save Atlantis, or we're gonna die trying! Now let's do itǃ"

"[to himself] Alright, Milo. This is it. Any last words? Yeah, I really wish I had a better idea than this!"

"[Introducing the Atlantis] Welcome to the City of Atlantis. Come, you must speak with my father now."

"[imitating Milo] I have some questions for you and you are not leaving this city until they are answered!"

"[To Milo] You are a scholar, are you not? Judging from your diminished physique and large forehead, you can be suited for nothing else!"

"Boorish, Provincial, and you speak it through your nose."

"Cookies are sweet, but yours is not. Sweet is kindly, but that is not his name. Audrey is sweet, but she is not your doctor. And the little digging animal called Mole... he is your pet?"

"We are not thriving. True, our people live, but our culture is dying. We are like a stone the ocean beats against. With each year a little more of us is worn away."

"[Undressing] You do swim, do you not?"

"[In Atlantean] All will be well, Milo Thatch. Be not afraid."

"Your grandfather was always bending my ear with stories about that book. I didn't buy it for a minute! So finally I got fed up and made a bet with the old coot. I said, "Thatch, if you ever actually find that so-called journal, not only will I finance the expedition, but I'll kiss you full on the mouth!" [Shows Milo a photo with him and Milo's grandfather spitting after they've kissed each other] Imagine my embarrassment when he found the darn thing."

"Your grandfather was a great man, Milo. You probably don't realize how great. Those buffoons at the museum...dragged him down, made a laughing stock of him. He died a broken man. If I could bring back just one shred of proof...that'd be enough for me."

"Your grandad had a saying: "Our lives are remembered by the gifts we leave our children." This journal is his gift to you, Milo. Atlantis is waiting. What do you say?"

"[asked how she got in a locked apartment] I came down the chimney, ho ho ho. My name is Helga Sinclair. I'm acting on behalf of my employer who has a most intriguing proposition for you. Are you interested?"

"[about Milo] Cartographer, linguist, plumber...hard to believe he's still single."

"Move it, people, move! Sometime today would be nice!"

"Commander, there weren't supposed to be people down here. This changes everything."

"That was an order, not a suggestion. Let's move!"

"[To Rourke, who betrayed her to get the balloon to rise; enraged] You said we were in this together! [Kicks Rourke twice] You promised me a percentage!"

"[falling down] Rourke!"

"[last words, quoting Rourke] Nothing personal.. [Shoots flare gun at balloon]"