Atlantis: The Lost Empire Quotes
A young adventurer named Milo Thatch joins an intrepid group of explorers to find the mysterious lost continent of Atlantis.
Mole: You have disturbed the dirt.
Milo: Uh, pardon me?
Mole: You have disturbed the dirt! Dirt from around the globe spanning the centuries!
[pulls the covers of Milo's bed, exposing clumps of dirt with little flags]
Mole: What have you done? England must never merge with France!
Milo: What's it doing in my bed?
Mole: You ask too many questions! Who are you? Who sent you? Speak up!
Milo: Me? I'm, uh...
Mole: Bah! I will know soon enough.
[grabs Milo's hand]
Milo: Hey, hey, hey! Let go!
Mole: Do not be such a crybaby. Hold still.
[takes a bit of dirt from under one of Milo's fingernails]
Mole: Aha! There you are. Now tell me your story, my little friend.
[looks at dirt under magnifying lenses]
Mole: Parchment fiber from the Nile Delta circa 500 B.C., lead pencil No. 2, paint flecks of a type used in government buildings, you have a cat, short hair Persian, two years old, third in a liter of seven. These are all the microscopic fingerprints of the mapmaker.
[tastes dirt]
Mole: And linguist.
Milo: Uh, pardon me?
Mole: You have disturbed the dirt! Dirt from around the globe spanning the centuries!
[pulls the covers of Milo's bed, exposing clumps of dirt with little flags]
Mole: What have you done? England must never merge with France!
Milo: What's it doing in my bed?
Mole: You ask too many questions! Who are you? Who sent you? Speak up!
Milo: Me? I'm, uh...
Mole: Bah! I will know soon enough.
[grabs Milo's hand]
Milo: Hey, hey, hey! Let go!
Mole: Do not be such a crybaby. Hold still.
[takes a bit of dirt from under one of Milo's fingernails]
Mole: Aha! There you are. Now tell me your story, my little friend.
[looks at dirt under magnifying lenses]
Mole: Parchment fiber from the Nile Delta circa 500 B.C., lead pencil No. 2, paint flecks of a type used in government buildings, you have a cat, short hair Persian, two years old, third in a liter of seven. These are all the microscopic fingerprints of the mapmaker.
[tastes dirt]
Mole: And linguist.
Helga: Someone needs to talk to that girl.
Mole: I will go!
Vinny: Someone with good people skills.
Mole: I will do it!
Dr. Sweet: Someone who won't scare her away.
Mole: I volunteer!
Wilhelmina: Someone who can speak the language.
Mole: For the good of the mission, I will go!
Commander Rourke: [to Milo, who is not paying attention] Good man, Thatch. Thanks for volunteering.
[Mole cries]
Mole: I will go!
Vinny: Someone with good people skills.
Mole: I will do it!
Dr. Sweet: Someone who won't scare her away.
Mole: I volunteer!
Wilhelmina: Someone who can speak the language.
Mole: For the good of the mission, I will go!
Commander Rourke: [to Milo, who is not paying attention] Good man, Thatch. Thanks for volunteering.
[Mole cries]
Vinny: Well, as far as me goes, I just like to blow things up.
Dr. Sweet: Come on, Vinny. Tell the kid the truth.
Vinny: My family owned a flower shop. We would sell roses, carnations, baby's breath, you name it. One day, I'm making about three dozen corsages for this prom, you know, the one they put on the wrist, and everybody, they come. "Where is it?", "When is it?", "Does it match my dress?" It's a nightmare. Anyway, I guess there was this leak next door of gas or what. BOOM! No more Chinese laundry. Blew me right through the front window. It was like a sign from God. I found myself that boom.
Dr. Sweet: Come on, Vinny. Tell the kid the truth.
Vinny: My family owned a flower shop. We would sell roses, carnations, baby's breath, you name it. One day, I'm making about three dozen corsages for this prom, you know, the one they put on the wrist, and everybody, they come. "Where is it?", "When is it?", "Does it match my dress?" It's a nightmare. Anyway, I guess there was this leak next door of gas or what. BOOM! No more Chinese laundry. Blew me right through the front window. It was like a sign from God. I found myself that boom.
Milo: Say, Audrey. No-no offense, but how did a teenager become the chief mechanic of a multi-million dollar expedition?
Audrey: I took this job when my dad retired. But, the funny thing was, he always wanted sons, right? One to run his machine shop, another to be middleweight boxing champion. But, he got my sister and me, instead.
Milo: So, what... what happened to your sister?
Audrey: She's 24 and 0, with a shot at the title next month.
Audrey: I took this job when my dad retired. But, the funny thing was, he always wanted sons, right? One to run his machine shop, another to be middleweight boxing champion. But, he got my sister and me, instead.
Milo: So, what... what happened to your sister?
Audrey: She's 24 and 0, with a shot at the title next month.
Milo: I'll have to quit my job.
Preston B. Whitmore: It's done. You resigned this afternoon.
Milo: I did?
Preston B. Whitmore: Yep. Don't like to leave loose ends.
Milo: Oh, my apartment. I-I'm gonna have to give a notice.
Preston B. Whitmore: Taken care of.
Milo: My clothes?
Preston B. Whitmore: Packed.
Milo: My books?
Preston B. Whitmore: In storage.
Milo: My cat?
[Milo's cat appears on his shoulder]
Milo: My gosh.
Preston B. Whitmore: It's done. You resigned this afternoon.
Milo: I did?
Preston B. Whitmore: Yep. Don't like to leave loose ends.
Milo: Oh, my apartment. I-I'm gonna have to give a notice.
Preston B. Whitmore: Taken care of.
Milo: My clothes?
Preston B. Whitmore: Packed.
Milo: My books?
Preston B. Whitmore: In storage.
Milo: My cat?
[Milo's cat appears on his shoulder]
Milo: My gosh.
Dr. Sweet: What, something wrong with your neck?
Milo: Oh, yeah. I must've hurt it when...
[Dr. Sweet adjusts Milo's neck]
Milo: Aah! Ow!
Dr. Sweet: Better?
Milo: Yeah! Hey, how did you learn to do that?
Dr. Sweet: An Arapaho medicine man.
Milo: Get outta here.
Dr. Sweet: Born and raised with 'em. My father was an army medic. He settled down in the Kansas Territory after he met my mother.
Milo: No kidding.
Dr. Sweet: Nope. I got a sheepskin from Howard U., and a bearskin from old Iron Cloud. Halfway through medical school, I was drafted. One day I'm studying gross anatomy in the classroom, the next I'm sewing up rough riders on San Juan Hill.
Milo: Oh, yeah. I must've hurt it when...
[Dr. Sweet adjusts Milo's neck]
Milo: Aah! Ow!
Dr. Sweet: Better?
Milo: Yeah! Hey, how did you learn to do that?
Dr. Sweet: An Arapaho medicine man.
Milo: Get outta here.
Dr. Sweet: Born and raised with 'em. My father was an army medic. He settled down in the Kansas Territory after he met my mother.
Milo: No kidding.
Dr. Sweet: Nope. I got a sheepskin from Howard U., and a bearskin from old Iron Cloud. Halfway through medical school, I was drafted. One day I'm studying gross anatomy in the classroom, the next I'm sewing up rough riders on San Juan Hill.
Milo: Oh, my decision? Well, I-I think we've seen how effective my decisions have been. Let's re-cap. I lead a band of plundering vandals to the greatest archaeological find in recorded history, thus enabling the kidnap and/or murder of the royal family, not to mention personally delivering the most powerful force known to man into the hands of a mercenary nutcase who's probably gonna sell it to the Kaiser! Have I left anything out?
Dr. Sweet: Well, you did set the camp on fire and drop us down that big hole.
Milo: Thank you! Thank you very much.
Dr. Sweet: Well, you did set the camp on fire and drop us down that big hole.
Milo: Thank you! Thank you very much.
Preston B. Whitmore: Now, let's go over it again, just so we got it straight: you didn't find anything.
Vinny: No. Just a lot of rocks. And fish, little fish. Sponges.
Preston B. Whitmore: What happened to Helga?
Cookie: Well, we lost her when a flaming zeppelin come down on her...
[Audrey hits him with her parasol]
Cookie: Uh, missing.
Preston B. Whitmore: That's right. And Rourke?
Dr. Sweet: Nervous breakdown. You could say he went all to pieces.
Cookie: In fact, you could say he was transmogrified and then busted into a zillion...
[Audrey raises her parasol]
Cookie: He's missing too.
Vinny: No. Just a lot of rocks. And fish, little fish. Sponges.
Preston B. Whitmore: What happened to Helga?
Cookie: Well, we lost her when a flaming zeppelin come down on her...
[Audrey hits him with her parasol]
Cookie: Uh, missing.
Preston B. Whitmore: That's right. And Rourke?
Dr. Sweet: Nervous breakdown. You could say he went all to pieces.
Cookie: In fact, you could say he was transmogrified and then busted into a zillion...
[Audrey raises her parasol]
Cookie: He's missing too.
Preston B. Whitmore: For years, your granddad bent my ear with stories about that old book. I didn't buy it for a minute. So finally, I got fed up and I 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." Imagine my embarrassment when he found the darn thing.
Milo: [to himself] Okay, Milo, don't take no for an answer. "Look, I have some questions for you, and I'm not leaving this city until they're answered!" Yeah, th-that's it. That's good. That's good.
[Princess Kida appears and grabs Milo from behind]
Princess Kida: I have some questions for you, and you are not leaving this city until they are answered!
[Princess Kida appears and grabs Milo from behind]
Princess Kida: I have some questions for you, and you are not leaving this city until they are answered!
[Rourke has just punched the King when he refused to tell him where the crystal chamber is, and an upset Dr. Sweet checks on the mortally wounded king]
Dr. Sweet: Rourke, this was not a part of the plan!
Commander Rourke: The plan's changed, Doc. I'd suggest you put a bandage on that bleeding heart of yours, it doesn't suit a mercenary.
Dr. Sweet: Rourke, this was not a part of the plan!
Commander Rourke: The plan's changed, Doc. I'd suggest you put a bandage on that bleeding heart of yours, it doesn't suit a mercenary.
Audrey: Hey, Milo. Don't you ever close that book?
Dr. Sweet: Yeah, you must've read it a dozen times by now
Milo: I know, but this... this doesn't make any sense. See, in this passage here, the shepherd seems to be leading up to something. He calls it the Heart of Atlantis. It could be the power source the legends refer to. But then it just... it cuts off. It's almost like there's a missing page.
Vinny: Kid, relax. We don't get paid overtime.
Milo: I know, I know. Sometimes I get a little carried away. But, hey, you know, that's what this is all about, right? I mean, discovery, teamwork, adventure. Unless, maybe, you're just in it for the money.
Audrey: Money.
Wilhelmina: Money.
Dr. Sweet: Money.
Mole: Money.
Vinny: I'm gonna say... money.
Milo: Well, I guess I set myself up for that one.
Dr. Sweet: Yeah, you must've read it a dozen times by now
Milo: I know, but this... this doesn't make any sense. See, in this passage here, the shepherd seems to be leading up to something. He calls it the Heart of Atlantis. It could be the power source the legends refer to. But then it just... it cuts off. It's almost like there's a missing page.
Vinny: Kid, relax. We don't get paid overtime.
Milo: I know, I know. Sometimes I get a little carried away. But, hey, you know, that's what this is all about, right? I mean, discovery, teamwork, adventure. Unless, maybe, you're just in it for the money.
Audrey: Money.
Wilhelmina: Money.
Dr. Sweet: Money.
Mole: Money.
Vinny: I'm gonna say... money.
Milo: Well, I guess I set myself up for that one.
Milo: You don't know what you're tampering with, Rourke.
Commander Rourke: What's to know? It's big, it's shiny, it's gonna make us all rich.
Milo: You think it's some kind of diamond. I thought it was some kind of a battery. But we're both wrong. It's their life force. That crystal is the only thing keeping these people alive. You take that away, and they'll die.
Commander Rourke: Well, that changes things. Helga, what do you think?
Helga: Knowing that, I'd double the price.
Commander Rourke: I was thinking triple.
Commander Rourke: What's to know? It's big, it's shiny, it's gonna make us all rich.
Milo: You think it's some kind of diamond. I thought it was some kind of a battery. But we're both wrong. It's their life force. That crystal is the only thing keeping these people alive. You take that away, and they'll die.
Commander Rourke: Well, that changes things. Helga, what do you think?
Helga: Knowing that, I'd double the price.
Commander Rourke: I was thinking triple.
Milo: So, I guess this is how it ends, huh? Fine, you win. You're wiping out an entire civilization, but, hey, you'll be rich. Congratulations, Audrey. Guess you and your dad'll be able to open that second garage after all. And, Vinny, you-you can start a whole chain of flower shops. I'm sure your family's gonna be very proud. But that's what it's all about, right? Money.
Commander Rourke: Get off your soapbox, Thatch. You've read Darwin. It's called natural selection. We're just helping it along.
Commander Rourke: Get off your soapbox, Thatch. You've read Darwin. It's called natural selection. We're just helping it along.
King Kashekim Nedakh: Your heart has softened, Kida. A thousand years ago, you would have slain them on sight.
Princess Kida: A thousand years ago, the streets were lit and our people did not have to scavange for food at the edge of a crumbling city!
King Kashekim Nedakh: The people are content.
Princess Kida: They don't know any better! We were once a great people. Now we live in ruins. The kings of our past would weep if they could see how far we have fallen.
King Kashekim Nedakh: Kida...
Princess Kida: If these outsiders can unlock the secrets of our past, perhaps we can save our future.
King Kashekim Nedakh: What they have to teach us, we have already learned.
Princess Kida: Our way of life is dying.
King Kashekim Nedakh: Our way of life is preserved. Kida, when you take the throne, you will understand.
Princess Kida: A thousand years ago, the streets were lit and our people did not have to scavange for food at the edge of a crumbling city!
King Kashekim Nedakh: The people are content.
Princess Kida: They don't know any better! We were once a great people. Now we live in ruins. The kings of our past would weep if they could see how far we have fallen.
King Kashekim Nedakh: Kida...
Princess Kida: If these outsiders can unlock the secrets of our past, perhaps we can save our future.
King Kashekim Nedakh: What they have to teach us, we have already learned.
Princess Kida: Our way of life is dying.
King Kashekim Nedakh: Our way of life is preserved. Kida, when you take the throne, you will understand.
Preston B. Whitmore: Atlantis is waiting
[Holds Milo's coat towards Milo]
Preston B. Whitmore: What do you say?
Milo: [Grabbing his coat fiercely] I'M Your Man Mr Whitmore!
[He puts his coat on the wrong side]
Milo: You will not regret this why I'm so excited I can't even hold it in.
[Milo is seasick over the side of a ship]
[Holds Milo's coat towards Milo]
Preston B. Whitmore: What do you say?
Milo: [Grabbing his coat fiercely] I'M Your Man Mr Whitmore!
[He puts his coat on the wrong side]
Milo: You will not regret this why I'm so excited I can't even hold it in.
[Milo is seasick over the side of a ship]
Commander Rourke: Are you sure you're checked out on this class of vehicle?
Milo: Uhm...
Commander Rourke: Can you drive a truck?
Milo: 'Course I can drive a truck. Sure, you got your steering and your gas and your brake and, of course, this metal, uh, looking... thing. Okay, so it was a bumper car at Coney Island, but it's the same basic principle.
Milo: Uhm...
Commander Rourke: Can you drive a truck?
Milo: 'Course I can drive a truck. Sure, you got your steering and your gas and your brake and, of course, this metal, uh, looking... thing. Okay, so it was a bumper car at Coney Island, but it's the same basic principle.
Commander Rourke: So we find this masterpiece. Then what?
Mole: When do we dig?
Milo: Actually, we don't have to dig. You see, according to the journal, the path to Atlantis will take us down a tunnel at the bottom of the ocean and will come up a curve into an air pocket, right here, where we'll find the remnants of an ancient highway that will lead us to Atlantis. Kind of like the grease trap in your sink.
Helga: Cartographer, linguist, plumber. Hard to believe he's still single.
Mole: You said there would be digging.
Helga: Go away, Mole.
Mole: When do we dig?
Milo: Actually, we don't have to dig. You see, according to the journal, the path to Atlantis will take us down a tunnel at the bottom of the ocean and will come up a curve into an air pocket, right here, where we'll find the remnants of an ancient highway that will lead us to Atlantis. Kind of like the grease trap in your sink.
Helga: Cartographer, linguist, plumber. Hard to believe he's still single.
Mole: You said there would be digging.
Helga: Go away, Mole.
