"[Finds Evie] There you are! You've been playing hide-and-seek? C'mon, let's get out of here! [Sees Evie staying shocked still, turns to see what she's looking at, and sees Imhotep's live mummy] WOAH!!!"

"Here I come, laddies!"

"The sands will rise. The heavens will part. The power will be unleashed."

"The legend you know. The adventure you have yet to imagine."

"Adventure Is Reborn."

"Prepare. Beware. Behold."

"Uncover the secret. Unlock the legend. Unleash the power."

"Death is only the beginning."

"There are four people I have to kill to get four canopic jars that hold the vital organs of Anck-su-namun. As I kill each person, I regenerate slightly. Mummy One and Two are ILM, then Three and Four are myself and some ILM. I didin't act with any prosthetics on when it came to Mummy Four; for the third I had some prosthetics. For that and Mummy Four, I had pieces of plastic on my body that I acted with, little tracking markers. They were little soft, pliable, plastic shapes - a round one, a square, oblong or whatever - which to ILM represented the holes in my body. That's where they drew in whatever they wanted - rotten teeth for the one stuck on my face; where it was stuck on my neck, they drew in muscles and decayed flesh. It's sort of like half of my flesh has come back, and the other half is still decayed. If they pull this off, they surely must win every award in sight for that kind of effects. It's going to be amazing."

"Brendan Fraser - Rick O'Connell"

"Rachel Weisz - Evy Carnahan"

"John Hannah - Jonathan Carnahan"

"Arnold Vosloo - Imhotep"

"Kevin J. O'Connor - Beni Gabor"

"Oded Fehr - Ardeth Bei"

"- Captain Winston Havlock"

"Omid Djalili - Warden Gad Hassan"

"Erick Avari - Curator Terrence Bey"

"- Allen Chamberlain"

"- Henderson"

"- Ahnk-sun-Amun"

"(narrating) Thebes, City of the Living. Crown jewel of Pharaoh Seti I. Home of Imhotep, Pharaoh's high priest, keeper of the dead; birthplace of Anck-Su-Namun, Pharaoh's mistress. No other man was allowed to touch her. But for their love, they were willing to risk life itself. To resurrect Anck-Su-Namun, Imhotep and his priests broke into her crypt and stole her body. They raced deep into the desert, taking Anck-Su-Namun's corpse to Hammunaptra, City of the Dead, ancient burial site for the sons of pharaohs, and resting place for the wealth of Egypt. For his love, Imhotep dared the gods' anger by going deep into the city, where he took the black Book of the Dead from its holy resting place. Anck-Su-Namun's soul had been sent to the dark Underworld, her vital organs removed and placed in five sacred canopic jars. Anck-Su-Namun's soul had come back from the dead. But Pharaoh's bodyguards had followed Imhotep, and stopped him before the ritual could be completed. Imhotep's priests were condemned to be mummified alive. As for Imhotep, he was condemned to endure the Hom-Dai, the worst of all ancient curses. One so horrible, it had never before been bestowed. He was to remain sealed inside his sarcophagus, the undead for all eternity. The Medjai would never allow him to be released. For he would arise a walking disease, a plague upon mankind, an unholy flesh-eater with the strength of the ages, power over the sands, and the glory of invincibility. For 3,000 years men and armies fought over this land, never knowing what evil lay beneath it; and for 3,000 years we, the Medjai, the descendants of Pharaoh's sacred bodyguards, kept watch."

"Know this, this creature is the bringer of death. He will never eat, he will never sleep, and he will never stop."

"A very...plum...plum."

"Jürgen Prochnow - Major Muller"

"Julian Wadham - Madox"

"Colin Firth - Geoffrey Clifton"

"Naveen Andrews - Lt. Kirpal Singh (Kip)"

"Kristin Scott Thomas - Katharine Clifton"

"Willem Dafoe - David Caravaggio"

"Juliette Binoche - Hana"

"Ralph Fiennes - Count Laszlo de Almásy"

"In memory, love lives forever."

"In love, there are no boundaries."

"We didn't care about countries, did we? Brits, Arabs, Hungarians, Germans... None of that mattered, did it? It was something finer than that."

"(?) It's ghastly. It's a witchhunt. Anyone remotely foreign is suddenly a spy."

"I have to teach myself not to read too much into everything. It comes from too long having to read so much into hardly anything at all."

"In case you're still wondering, This is called a supersternal notch. points to notch at base of throat [to Almasy]"

"[to Madox] I'm going to surprise her. It's our anniversary. She's forgotten, of course."

"[to Almásy, et.al.] Why are you people so threatened by a woman?"

"[to Hana] This is what I do. I do this every day."

"[to Almásy] What I really object to, Uncle, is your finishing all my condensed milk - and the message everywhere in your book - however slowly I read it - that the best destiny for India is to be ruled by the British."

"[reading from Kipling to Almásy] It's still there, the cannon, outside the museum. It was made of metal cups and bowls taken from every household in the city as tax, then melted down. Then later they fired the cannon at my people - comma - The natives - full stop."

"[to Hana after playing the piano] Look. See? Move that - and no more Bach."

"[to Almásy] There was a result to what you did!"

"[to Hana] Ask him. Ask your saint who he is. Ask him who he's killed."

"In Italy, there's always chickens, but no eggs. In Africa there's eggs, but never chickens. Who separated them?"

"[to Almásy] So. I come across the hospital convoy, I'm looking for this stuff. This nurse, Mary, tells me about you and Hana, hiding in some monastery, in what you call it - retreat - how you'd come in from the desert and you were burned and you didn't remember your name, but you knew the words to every song that ever was and you had one possession - a copy of Herodotus and it was filled with letters and cuttings, and then I know it was you...I'd seen you writing in that book. At the embassy in Cairo, when I had thumbs, and you had a face. And a name."

"[written in journal] My darling, I'm waiting for you. How long is a day in the dark? Or a week? The fire is gone now, and I'm horribly cold. I really ought to drag myself outside but then there'd be the sun...I'm afraid I waste the light on the paintings and on writing these words. We die. We die rich with lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have entered and swum up like rivers, fears we've hidden in, like this wretched cave. I want all this marked on my body. We're the real countries. Not the boundaries drawn on maps, the names of powerful men. I know you will come carry me out into the palace of winds. That's all I've wanted, to walk in such a place with you, with friends. An earth without maps. The lamp's gone out, and I'm writing in the darkness."