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"[furiously trying to rip the tapestry of Sun Yee into shreds] YOU CURSED US! IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!"

"I hate this! I'm slobby, I'm smelly! My mom won't even look at me, and now 4*Town? When are they coming? (Abby: May 18th. They just announced it.) The 18th?! There's no way this will be gone by then! Just go...go become women without me! (Miriam: Mei, it's gonna be okay.) No, it's...it's not! I'm...I'm a freak! Just… [sighs] Just leave me alone."

"(Ming: How is this possible? What happened to your panda?) It's easy. When I start to get emotional, all I do is imagine the people I love most in the whole world… Which is you guys."

"I know my mom's worried, but sometimes she's just so… so… (Miriam: Wacko?)"

"We need to see this concert! Why doesn't my mom get that?! I never ask for anything! My whole life, I've been her perfect little Mei-Mei. Temple duties, grades… (Abby: Violin!) (Priya: Tap dancing.) Yeah. We've been so good. If they don't trust us anyway, then what's the point? (Miriam: Wow. Who are you? I love it.)"

"All right, troops, listen up. The boys are coming to the SkyDome, May 18th. Our goal: Four tickets. That's 800 bucks!"

"[to Tyler] Hey, dorkbag. We're in. But you only get the panda for an hour. And we're not bringing any presents. (Tyler: [holds out his hand] Deal.)"

"Just one last time. Hey, Tyler! You want the panda? You're getting the panda! Let's hear it for the birthday boy!"

"I can't be like this forever. My whole family would freak. Especially my mom. All her hopes and dreams are pinned on me."

"[freaking out when she learns that 4*Town's concert and the red moon ritual are on the same night and realizes she can't be in two places at once] I CAN'T MISS 4*TOWN! WE WORKED SO HARD! But...but the ritual. I'LL LET EVERYONE DOWN!"

"[to Tyler] Buzz off, jerkface! I'm busy!"

"The panda's dangerous… outta control."

"I'm keeping it."

"The panda's a part of me, and you guys are too."

"[seeing that Tyler's a fan of 4*Town] You are a 4*Townie?!"

"Oh, that's nothing! You wanna see crass?! [starts shaking her butt at Mingzilla]"

"[while fighting Mingzilla] WELL, SORRY, I'M NOT PERFECT! SORRY, I'M NOT GOOD ENOUGH! [flies directly towards her] AND SORRY, I'LL NEVER BE LIKE YOU!"

"I'm changing, Mom. I'm finally figuring out who I am, but… I'm scared it'll take me away from you."

"[to Sun Yee] I'm not going to regret this, am I?"

"I'm Meilin Lee, and ever since I turned 13, life's been a lot. People still talk about Pandapocalypse 2002. Mom and I just call it... growing pains."

"What? Mr. Gao had to put her panda in something. You should see Grandma's!"

"My panda, my choice, Mom."

"O-M-G! I'm so excited for the new album."

"[final lines of the film] Sometimes, I miss how things were, but… nothing stays the same forever. We've all got an inner beast. We've all got a messy, loud, weird part of ourselves hidden away. And a lot of us never let it out. But I did. How 'bout you?"

"[from trailer] My whole life, I've been perfect little Mei-Mei… but maybe I like this new me."

"Sun Yee, revered ancestor, guardian of the red pandas, we humbly thank you for protecting and guiding us. Especially Mei-Mei."

"Who are these hip-hoppers? And why are they called "4*Town" if there are five of them?"

"The Daisy Mart has lost a loyal customer today."

"Did the red peony bloom?"

"[as a school security is trying to keep her out] Mei-Mei! Tell him it's me! Mei-Mei! Tell him it's mommy! Mei-Mei! Tell him you forgot your PADS!"

"As you know, our ancestor Sun Yee, had a mystical connection with red pandas. In fact, she loved them so much…that she asked the gods to turn her into one. [narrating] It was wartime. The men were all gone. Sun Yee was desperate for a way to protect herself and her daughters. Then one night, during a red moon, the gods granted her wish. They gave her the ability to harness her emotions, to transform into a powerful mystical beast. She was able to fend off bandits, protect her village, and save her family from ruin. Sun Yee passed this gift to her daughters, for when they came of age. And they passed it to theirs. But over time, our family chose to come to a new world. And what was a blessing became… an inconvenience."

"No one can see her like this. I never wanted this for her."

"It's one thing to stay calm at home or school. But a concert? You'll get whipped up into a frenzy and panda all over the place."

"This isn't music, this is filth! And it's not worth jeopardizing your life over."

"What was that? Am I the only one who sees the danger here? There's no way she could keep her panda in. And $200?! For what?! Who do they think they are, Celine Dion? Hmph. Unbelievable. I saw that look. Where does she get that from? Treating her own mother like that."

"[while trying to apologize to Tyler's parents after Meilin attacked their son] I am so sorry. She's never done anything like this before. I don't know what came over her."

"[scolding Miriam, Priya, and Abby] I knew you were trouble. Putting all these thoughts into Mei-Mei's head, parading her around. Now she's lying, sneaking out. She attacked a defenceless boy! You think this is a joke? Do you know how dangerous this is?"

"She is a good girl, and you've taken advantage of her!"

"You can do it! Keep going!"

"[after Mei runs off to the concert] GET BACK HERE! [trips herself] No."

"How could she? [growls as her sadness turns to fury] How could she do this to…her own… mother?! [her talisman pendant necklace breaks, releasing her red panda spirit as it merges into her body; everyone steps back in horror as she rises in mid-air with her eyes glowing red] MEI-MEI!!!"

"Mei-Mei! [angrily picks up her daughter] You are in big trouble, young lady! (Meilin: Mom, let go!) I'm shutting this down, RIGHT NOW! Everyone, GO HOME! Where are your parents?! Put some clothes on!"

"Get back here! (Meilin: MAKE ME!) You think you're so mature! Lying to me! Blaming me! How could you be so…so… CRASS?!"

"[as Panda Meilin twirks her butt at her; disgusted] What are you doing?! Stop moving like that!"

"I see you, Mei-Mei. You try to make everyone happy but are so hard on yourself. And if I taught you that…I'm sorry. So, don't hold back. For anyone. The farther you go, the prouder I'll be."

"But you don't, Remy. You never did!"

"Amusing title, "Anyone Can Cook!". What's even more amusing is that Gusteau actually seems to believe it. I, on the other hand, take cooking seriously and no, I don't think anyone can do it."

"I don't like food, I love it. If I don't love it, I don't swallow. [Linguini gulps nervously] I will return tomorrow night with high expectations. Pray you don't disappoint me."

"[in Linguini's dream] [Linguini: Do you know what you would like this evening, sir?] Yes, I'd like your heart roasted on a spit. [laughs]"

"[in his review] In many ways, the work of a critic is easy. We risk very little, yet enjoy a position over those who offer up their work and their selves to our judgment. We thrive on negative criticism, which is fun to write and to read. But the bitter truth we critics must face is that, in the grand scheme of things, the average piece of junk is probably more meaningful than our criticism designating it so. But there are times when a critic truly risks something, and that is in the discovery and defense of the new. The world is often unkind to new talent, new creations. The new needs friends. Last night, I experienced something new, an extra-ordinary meal from a singularly unexpected source. To say that both the meal and its maker have challenged my preconceptions about fine cooking is a gross understatement. They have rocked me to my core. In the past, I have made no secret of my disdain for Chef Gusteau's famous motto: 'Anyone can cook.' But I realize, only now do I truly understand what he meant. Not everyone can become a great artist, but a great artist can come from anywhere. It is difficult to imagine more humble origins than those of the genius now cooking at Gusteau's, who is, in this critic's opinion, nothing less than the finest chef in France. I will be returning to Gusteau's soon, hungry for more."