Jake Sully:
Look, I know you probably don't undertstand this... but, thank you.
Neytiri:
[Ignores him and speaks in Na'vi]
Jake Sully:
Thank you.
Neytiri:
[Speaks in Na'vi]
Jake Sully:
That was pretty impressive. I would have been screwed if you hadn't come along. [Neytiri stands up and leaves. Jake follows her]
Jake Sully:
Hey, wait a second! Where are you going? Wait up! Just, hey, slow down! I just wanted to say thanks for killing those things... [Neytiri hits him with her bow]
Jake Sully:
AH!Damn!
Neytiri:
Don't thank. You don't thank for this! This is sad. Very sad only.
Jake Sully:
Okay, okay. I'm sorry. Whatever I did, I'm sorry.
Neytiri:
All this is your fault. They did not need to die.
Jake Sully:
My fault? They attacked me! How am I the bad guy?
Neytiri:
Your fault! Your fault.
Jake Sully:
Easy. Easy...
Neytiri:
You are like a baby. Making noise, don't know what to do.
Jake Sully:
Fine. If you loved your little forest friends... why not let them kill me? What's the thinking?
Neytiri:
Why save you?
Jake Sully:
Yeah, why save me?
Neytiri:
You have a strong heart. No fear. But stupid! Ignorant like a child! [Neytiri walks away and Jake follows after her]
Jake Sully:
Well, if I'm like a child, then maybe you should teach me.
Neytiri:
Sky People can not learn, you do not see.
Jake Sully:
Then teach me how to see.
Neytiri:
No one can teach you to see.
Collins, Mark, Mimi, Angel:
[Sung] I can't control
Roger Davis:
[Sung] Control your temper
Collins, Mark, Mimi, Angel:
[Sung] My destiny
Roger Davis:
[Sung] She doesn't see
Collins, Mark, Mimi, Angel:
[Sung] I trust my soul
Roger Davis:
[Sung] Who says that there's a soul
Collins, Mark, Mimi, Angel:
[Sung] My only goal, is just to be
Roger Davis:
Just let me be!
Collins, Mark, Mimi, Angel:
[Sung in time with Roger] There's only now, there's only here. Give into love, or live in fear. No other path, no other way. No day but today.
Roger Davis:
[Sung] Who do you think you are? Barging in on me and my guitar. Little girl hey, the door is that way.
Mimi:
[Sung] No day but today.
Roger Davis:
[Sung] The fire's dead anyway.
Collins, Mark, Mimi, Angel:
[Sung] No day but today.
Roger Davis:
[Sung] Take your powder, take your candle.
Collins, Mark, Mimi, Angel:
[Sung] No day but today.
Roger Davis:
[Sung] Take your brown eyes, your pretty smile, your silouette.
Collins, Mark, Mimi, Angel:
[Sung] No day but today.
Roger Davis:
[Sung] Another time, another place, another round, a warm embrace.
Collins, Mark, Mimi, Angel:
[Sung] No day but today.
Roger Davis:
[Sung] Another dance another way, another chance, another day
Collins, Mark, Mimi, Angel:
[Sung] No day but today.
Col. Jessep:
Matthew, sit, please. [Lt. Markinson sits]
Col. Jessep:
What do you think of Kendrick?
Lt. Col. Matthew Andrew Markinson:
Nathan, I don't know that...
Col. Jessep:
I think he's kind of a weasel, myself. But he's an awfully good officer, and in the end we see eye to eye on the best way to run a marine corps unit. We're in the business of saving lives, Matthew. That's a responsibility we have to take pretty seriously. And I believe that taking a marine who's not yet up to the job and packing him off to another assignment, puts lives in danger. [Lt. Markinson begins to stand]
Col. Jessep:
Matthew, siddown. [he sits]
Col. Jessep:
We go back a while. We went to the Academy together, we were commissioned together, we did our tours in Vietnam together. But I've been promoted up through the chain of command with greater speed and success than you have. Now if that's a source of tension or embarrassment for you, well, I don't give a shit. We're in the business of saving lives, Captain Markinson. Don't ever question my orders in front of another officer.
[the amnesiac Capt Crewe comes across Sara crying in a corner of a darkened room]
Capt. Crewe:
What is it? Why are you crying? Please tell me. I won't hurt you. Won't you tell me your name?
Sara Crewe:
[sobbing] Sara.
Capt. Crewe:
'Sara'... that's such a pretty name.
Sara Crewe:
[there is a flash of lightening, and the lights suddenly come back on] Papa...?
Capt. Crewe:
What did you say? [she runs to him, and he tries to hold her away]
Capt. Crewe:
I'm sorry...
Sara Crewe:
Papa, it's me! It's Sara!
Capt. Crewe:
Do you know me?
Sara Crewe:
Papa, don't you remember me? Papa, please! You've got to know me! It's Sara, remember? Remember India and Maya? Remember the Ramayana... and Emily? And the locket with Mama's picture?
Capt. Crewe:
[still struggling to push her away] No...
Sara Crewe:
Papa, please!
Charles Randolph:
[Mr Randolph arrives with Miss Minchin and the police] Do you know this man?
Sara Crewe:
Papa, tell them!
Miss Minchin:
[recognizes Captain Crewe] This child has no father. Take her away!
Sara Crewe:
[a police man tears Sara away and carries her, kicking and screaming, from the room] No! No! Papa!
Capt. Crewe:
I'm so sorry...
Barry:
[First Line]
Barry:
Welcome to the University of Ithica. This is it, right here. This is what we're talkin about. I'm gonna give you a good tour today. Show you as much, as much as you need to know, plus a, plus a whole lt more actually. So this is the main area of the University. You'll be getting used to this area. This is sort of where you congregate with your friends and classmates. Come in around me everyone, come in around me. Don't straggle. We've had prblems... I've had problems with stragglers before, okay? They get lost in the back. They get hit by trucks, okay? It's not pretty, It's not pretty when it happens. This is the uh... By the way this is the Joseph H. Nelson library here, okay? It was built in the, uh... 1600s.
Student in the Tour:
1600s? It says 1951. [snickering]
Barry:
[Turns & looks, faces group] That's the address. Okay? Wise-ass.
Dr. Facilier:
[to Naveen, singing] Now you, young man, are from across the sea / come from two lines of royalty. I'm royal myself, on my mother's side... Your spirits are high, but your funds are low... / You need to marry a pretty honey whose daddy got some dough!... Mum and Dad cut you off, huh, pretty boy?
Prince Naveen:
Sad, but true!
Dr. Facilier:
Now you gotta get hitched. But hitching ties ya down. You just wanna be free, hop from place to place! But freedom takes GREEN... [turns the cards into dollars]
Dr. Facilier:
It's the green, it's the green, it's the green that you need / and in your future it's the green I see!
Nacho:
And over there in the tree, is a chipmunk nest. And that right there, is our corn, best in the city, it's delcious. And that is a crazy lady. So now you pretty much know what I do. Pretty dang exciting, huh?
Juan Pablo:
Hey, it's Ramses. He's the best.
Chancho:
No he's not.
Juan Pablo:
Can I have his autograph? Please?
Nacho:
Okay, I'll see what I can do.
Nacho:
Uh, Ramses. I was wondering if the children could have a signiture or a picture or something?
Nacho:
Listen, the children are orphans, they really love you. You are the best.
Stu Price:
[playing piano and singing passionately] What do tigers dream of when they take their little tiger snooze? Do they dream of mauling zebras, or Halle Berry in her Catwoman suit? Don't you worry your pretty striped head, we're gonna get you back to Tyson and your cozy tiger bed. And then we're gonna find our best friend Doug, and then we're gonna give him a best friend hug. Doug, Doug, oh, Doug, Dougie, Dougie, Doug, Doug! But if he's been murdered by crystal meth tweakers, [stops suddenly]
Stu Price:
well then we're shit out of luck.
David:
Dennis, can I just say one last thing about Mars? - which may be strange coming from a Science-Fiction writer - But right now, you and me here, put together entirely of atoms, sitting on this round rock with a core of liquid iron, held down by this force that seems to trouble you, called gravity, all the while spinning around the sun at 67,000 miles an hour and whizzing through the milkyway at 600,000 miles an hour in a universe that very well may be chasing its own tail at the speed of light; And admist all this frantic activity, fully cognisant of our own eminent demise - which is our own pretty way of saying we all know we're gonna die - We reach out to one another. Sometimes for the sake of entity, sometimes for reasons you're not old enough to understand yet, but a lot of the time we just reach out and expect nothing in return. Isn't that strange? Isn't that weird? Isn't that weird enough? The heck do ya need to be from Mars for?
