The Pevensie siblings return to Narnia, where they are enlisted to once again help ward off an evil king and restore the rightful heir to the land's throne, Prince Caspian.

Peter Pevensie: That's the trouble with girls. You can't carry a map in your heads.
Lucy Pevensie: That's because our heads have something in them.
Lucy Pevensie: I was so tall.
Susan Pevensie: You were older then.
Edmund Pevensie: As opposed to hundreds of years later... when you're younger.
King Miraz: Tell me, Prince Edmund...
Edmund Pevensie: King.
King Miraz: I beg your pardon.
Edmund Pevensie: It's King Edmund, actually. Just King, though. Peter's the High King.
[awkward pause]
Edmund Pevensie: I know, it's confusing.
Prince Caspian: [Caspian and Peter begin a swordfight. Peter's sword gets stuck in a tree, so he attempts to pick up a rock to hit Caspian]
Lucy Pevensie: No! Stop!
Peter Pevensie: [after seeing the Narnians gathering around] Prince Caspian?
Prince Caspian: Yes. And who are you?
[Susan and Edmund run over]
Susan Pevensie: Peter!
Prince Caspian: High King Peter?
Peter Pevensie: I believe you called.
Prince Caspian: Yes, but... I thought you'd be... older.
Peter Pevensie: Well if you like, we can come back in a few years.
Prince Caspian: No! No, it's alright! You're not exactly what I expected.
Prince Caspian: [locks eyes with Susan]
Edmund Pevensie: Neither are you.
Lucy Pevensie: Oh my gosh, he's so cute.
Reepicheep: [Reepicheep draws his sword and looks around] Who said that?
Lucy Pevensie: Um, sorry.
Reepicheep: [standing on Caspian with his sword pointed at him] Choose your last words carefully, Telmarine!
Prince Caspian: [rather scared] You are a mouse.
Reepicheep: [sighs] I was hoping for something a little more original. Pick up your sword.
Prince Caspian: [looks at his sword then looks back at Reepicheep] Uh... no thanks.
Reepicheep: Pick it up! I will not fight an unarmed man.
Prince Caspian: Which is why I might live longer if I choose not to cross blades with you, noble mouse.
Reepicheep: I said I would not fight you. I didn't say I'd let you live.
Trufflehunter: [from a small distance] Reepicheep! Stay your blade!
Reepicheep: Trufflehunter? I trust you have a very good reason for this untimely interruption!
Nikabrik: He doesn't. Go ahead.
[Miraz and Peter are preparing to duel]
King Miraz: There is still time to surrender.
Peter Pevensie: Well, feel free.
King Miraz: How many more must die for the throne?
Peter Pevensie: Just one.
[he attacks]
[the Pevensies are preparing to leave Narnia]
Prince Caspian: I wish we could have had more time together.
Susan Pevensie: We never would have worked, anyway.
Prince Caspian: Why not?
Susan Pevensie: Well, I am 1300 years older than you.
Prince Caspian: [gives Susan her horn back] Maybe it's time you had this back.
Susan Pevensie: [gives the horn back] Why don't you hold on to it - you might need to call me again.
[a pause while Susan and Caspian exchange a long glance]
Lucy Pevensie: [quoting Susan as they ride off] "You might need to call me again"?
Susan Pevensie: Oh, shut up.
[after destroying the ice wall, which summons the White Witch]
Edmund Pevensie: [to Peter] I know, you had it sorted.
Edmund Pevensie: [to Miraz concerning the proposed duel to the death] So you're bravely refusing to fight a swordsman half your age?
[Lucy wonders why Aslan hasn't ridden in to save the day]
Aslan: Things never happen the same way twice, dear one.
[last lines]
Edmund Pevensie: Do you think there's any way we can go back?
Edmund Pevensie: [the Pevensies all stare at him] I left my new torch in Narnia.
Lucy Pevensie: I wish you would all stop trying to sound like grown-ups! I didn't think I saw him, I did see him.
Trumpkin: I *am* a grown-up.
Susan Pevensie: [referring to Peter] I wish he'd just listened to the D.L.F. in the first place!
Edmund Pevensie: D.L.F.?
Lucy Pevensie: Dear Little Friend.
Trumpkin: Oh... that's not at all patronizing, is it?
Peter Pevensie: High King Peter the Magnificent.
Susan Pevensie: [to Peter] You probably could have left off the last bit.
Trumpkin: [chuckling] Probably.
Reepicheep: We were expecting someone taller!
Trumpkin: You're one to talk.
Reepicheep: Is that supposed to be irony?
Lucy Pevensie: They're so still.
Trumpkin: The trees? What did you expect?
Lucy Pevensie: They used to dance.
Edmund Pevensie: [after no one believes that Lucy had really seen Aslan] The last time I didn't believe Lucy, I ended up looking pretty stupid.
[after rescuing Trumpkin]
Lucy Pevensie: Why were they trying to kill you, anyway?
Trumpkin: They're Telmarines. That's what they do.
Edmund Pevensie: Telmarines? In Narnia?
Trumpkin: Where have you been for the last few hundred years?
Lucy Pevensie: That's a bit of a long story.
[Susan hands Peter his sword, and comprehension dawns on Trumpkin]
Trumpkin: Oh, you've got to be kidding me. You're it? You're the kings and queens of old?
King Miraz: [as Peter holds a sword to his throat] What's the matter, boy? Too cowardly to take a life?
Peter Pevensie: [Peter puts down the sword] It's not mine to take.
[He turns and hands his sword to Prince Caspian]
Peter Pevensie: When Aslan bares his teeth, winter meets its death.
Lucy Pevensie: When he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again. Everyone we knew - Mr. Tumnus and the Beavers - they're all gone.
Peter Pevensie: I think it's time we found out what's going on.
Trufflehunter: [after fighting with Nikabrik in Trufflehunter's house and knocking down a bowl of soup] Look what you made me do!
[mutters: ]
Trufflehunter: Spent half the morning on that soup...
Prince Caspian: What are you?
Trufflehunter: You know, it's funny that you should ask that. You'd think more people would know a badger when they see one.
Prince Caspian: No, I mean you're Narnians. You're supposed to be extinct.
Nikabrik: Sorry to disappoint you.
Pattertwig the Squirrel: We could collect nuts.
Reepicheep: Oh yes, and then we can throw them at the Telmarines.
[to Pattertwig]
Reepicheep: Shut up!
Lucy Pevensie: I wonder who lived here.
Susan Pevensie: [picks up a small gold statue] I think we did.
Edmund Pevensie: Hey, that's mine! From my chess set!
Peter Pevensie: Which chess set?
Edmund Pevensie: Well, I didn't exactly have a solid gold chess set in Finchley, did I?
[Caspian, Peter, Edmund, and Susan all kneel in front of Aslan]
Aslan: Rise, Kings and Queens of Narnia.
[Peter, Edmund, and Susan stand up, but Caspian stays, head bowed, on one knee]
Aslan: All of you.
Prince Caspian: I do not think I am ready.
Aslan: It's for that very reason, I know you are.
[Edmund has helped Peter out of a fight in the English subway]
Edmund Pevensie: You're welcome.
Peter Pevensie: [Peter stands up] I had it sorted.
Susan Pevensie: What was it this time?
Peter Pevensie: He bumped me.
Lucy Pevensie: So you hit him?
Peter Pevensie: No, after he bumped me, they tried to make me apologize. That's when I hit him.
Susan Pevensie: Really, is it that hard to just walk away?
Peter Pevensie: I shouldn't have to! I mean, don't you ever get tired of being treated like a kid?
Edmund Pevensie: We are kids!
Peter Pevensie: Well, I wasn't always.
Peter Pevensie: What do you suppose happens back home if you die here?
[watching Susan kiss Caspian goodbye]
Lucy Pevensie: I'm sure when I'm older, I'll understand.
Edmund Pevensie: I'm older and I don't think I *want* to understand...
Prince Caspian: Two days ago, I didn't believe in the existence of talking animals... of dwarves or... or centaurs. Yet here you are, in strengths and numbers that we Telmarines could never have imagined. Whether this horn
[raises horn for all to see]
Prince Caspian: is magic or not, it brought us together... and together, we have a chance to take back what is ours!
Nikabrik: I told you we should have killed him when we had the chance.
Trufflehunter: You know why we can't!
Prince Caspian: If we're taking a vote, I'm with him.
King Miraz: [laughs] This is not a question of bravery.
Edmund Pevensie: So you're bravely refusing to fight a swordsman half your age?
Prince Caspian: [offers Susan the horn] Look. Maybe it is time you had this back.
Susan Pevensie: Why don't you hold on to it. You might need to call me again.
Lucy Pevensie: [riding away with Susan] You might need to call me again?
Susan Pevensie: Oh, shut up.
[the Telmarines learn their weapon stocks have been raided]
General Glozelle: There's more.
[Glozelle closes the cart door; a message is carved into the wood]
King Miraz: "You were right to fear the woods."
Lord Sopespian: "X"?
King Miraz: Caspian. The Tenth.
Peter Pevensie: It's only a matter of time. Miraz's men and war machines are on their way. That means those same men aren't protecting his castle.
Reepicheep: What do you propose we do, Your Majesty?
[Both Caspian and Peter begin to speak over each other; Peter turns and silences him with a glare]
Peter Pevensie: Our only hope is to strike them before they strike us.
Prince Caspian: Well, that's crazy. No one has ever taken that castle!
Peter Pevensie: There's always a first time.
Peter Pevensie: So, where exactly do you think you saw Aslan?
Lucy Pevensie: [turns to him] I wish you'd all stop trying to sound like grown-ups. I don't think I saw him, I did see him.
Trumpkin: [mutters] I *am* a grown-up.
Lucy Pevensie: It was right over...
[screams as she falls]
Susan Pevensie: Lucy!
Lucy Pevensie: [looks up at everyone] ... here.
Lucy Pevensie: What happened?
Peter Pevensie: Ask him.
Susan Pevensie: Peter!
Prince Caspian: Me? You could have called it off, there was still time.
Peter Pevensie: No, there wasn't, thanks to you. If you had kept to the plan, those soldiers might be alive right now.
Prince Caspian: And if you just had stayed here, as I suggested, they definitely would be!
Peter Pevensie: You called us, remember?
Prince Caspian: My first mistake.
Peter Pevensie: No. Your first mistake was thinking you could lead these people.
[turns around and begins to walk off]
Prince Caspian: Hey!
[Peter turns to look at him]
Prince Caspian: I am not the one who abandoned Narnia.
Peter Pevensie: You invaded Narnia. You have no more right leading than Miraz does.
[Caspian pushes past Peter]
Peter Pevensie: You, him, your father! Narnia's better off without the lot of you!
[Caspian and Peter draw swords, intending to attack each other]
Peter Pevensie: [looking down a cliff over the water] Is there a way down?
Trumpkin: Yes. Falling.
Peter Pevensie: Lucky, you know.
Lucy Pevensie: What do you mean?
Peter Pevensie: You've seen him. I wish he'd just given me some sort of proof.
Lucy Pevensie: Maybe we're the ones that need to prove ourselves to him.
King Miraz: You know, this used to be a private room.
Doctor Cornelius: [wakes Prince Caspian]
Prince Caspian: Five more minutes.
Nikabrik: This bread is so stale.
Trufflehunter: I'll just get him some soup, then. He should be coming around soon.
Nikabrik: Yeah, well, I don't think I hit him hard enough.
Trufflehunter: Nikabrik, he is just a boy!
Nikabrik: He's a Telmarine, not some lost puppy. You said you would gonna get rid of him.
Trufflehunter: No, I said I would take care of him. We can't kill him now, we just bandaged his head, it would be like murdering a guest!
Susan Pevensie: You see, over time the water erodes into the soil, then...
Peter Pevensie: Oh, shut up.
Doctor Cornelius: I will say this: if Caspian does know of the Deep Magic, my Lord would have good reason to be nervous.
Susan Pevensie: Oh no! Pretend you're talking to me!
Edmund Pevensie: We *are* talking to you.
Trufflehunter: Enough, Nikabrik! Or do I have to sit on your head again?
Susan Pevensie: Who exactly are you doing this for, Peter?
[Caspian overhears Trufflehunter arguing with Nikabrik]
Nikabrik: You said you were going to get rid of him!
Trufflehunter: No, I said I would take care of him.
Lucy Pevensie: [holding up one of her old dresses] I was so tall.
Susan Pevensie: Well, you were older then.
Edmund Pevensie: As opposed to hundreds of years later, when you're younger.
Edmund Pevensie: [to Peter] Keep smiling.
Lord Sopespian: My king.
King Miraz: I will deal with you when this is over.
Lord Sopespian: It is over.
[stabs and kills Miraz]
[after Edmund bests Trumpkin in a sword fight]
Trumpkin: Beards and bedsteads! It looks like that horn worked after all.
Susan Pevensie: What horn?
King Miraz: What do you know of Queen Susan's horn?
Doctor Cornelius: It was said to be magic.
King Miraz: Magic?
Doctor Cornelius: The Narnians believed it could summon their Kings and Queens of old.
Prince Caspian: Why did you never tell me about my father?
Doctor Cornelius: My mother was a Black Dwarf from the Northern Mountains. I've risked my life all these years so that, one day, you might be a better king than those before you.
Prince Caspian: Then I have failed you.
Doctor Cornelius: Everything I told you, everything I didn't, it was only because I believe in you. You have a chance to become the most noble contradiction in history - the Telmarine who saved Narnia.
[searching the ruins of Cair Paravel, Edmund comes across a large boulder]
Edmund Pevensie: Catapults.
Peter Pevensie: What?
Edmund Pevensie: This didn't just happen. Cair Paravel was attacked.
Susan Pevensie: [aiming her bow and arrow at the Telmarines who have Trumpkin tied up in their boat] Drop him!
[They toss Trumpkin in the water. Susan shoots one Telmarine and he falls overboard; the other leaps over the side and swims away]
Trumpkin: [to Susan, after being rescued] Drop him? That's the best you can come up with?
[after Lucy is nearly attacked by a bear]
Susan Pevensie: Why wouldn't he stop?
Trumpkin: I suspect he was hungry.
Lucy Pevensie: Thanks.
Edmund Pevensie: He was wild.
Peter Pevensie: I don't think he could talk at all.
Trumpkin: You get treated like a dumb animal long enough, that's what you become. You may find Narnia a more savage place than you remember.
Prince Caspian: [to Uncle] Tonight, for once, I want the truth! Did you kill my father?
Geeky Boy: What's your name?
Susan Pevensie: Phyllis.
Lucy Pevensie: Susan!
Reepicheep: We've anxiously awaited your return, my Liege.
Doctor Cornelius: [to Prince Caspian] Everything you know is about to change.
Lucy Pevensie: [after Aslan roars in Trumpkin's face] Do you see him now?
Prince Caspian: Minotaurs? They're real?
Trufflehunter: And very bad-tempered.
Nikabrik: Not to mention big.
Trufflehunter: *Huge*.
Trumpkin: And you wonder why we don't like you.
Queen Prunaprismia: [after Prince Caspian asks his Uncle if he killed his father] I thought you said your brother died in his sleep!
King Miraz: That was more or less true.
Edmund Pevensie: [after stabbing the ice wall, preventing Peter from resurrecting the White Witch] Yeah, I know. You had it sorted.