Lucy Pevensie: It's all right! I'm back, I'm all right!

Edmund Pevensie: Shh, he's coming!

Peter Pevensie: I don't think you two have quite got the idea of this game.

Lucy Pevensie: But weren't you wondering where I was?

Edmund Pevensie: That's the point. That's why he was seeking you!

Susan Pevensie: [Coming out of her hiding place] Does this mean I win?

Peter Pevensie: I don't think Lucy wants to play anymore.

Lucy Pevensie: But...I've been gone for hours.

Susan Pevensie: It's our sister, Lucy.

Professor Kirke: The weeping girl.

Susan Pevensie: Yes, sir. She's upset.

Professor Kirke: Hence the weeping.

Peter Pevensie: It's nothing. We can handle it.

Professor Kirke: Oh, I can see that.

Lucy Pevensie: [Holds out her hand.] Pleased to meet you Mr. Tumnus, I'm Lucy Pevensie.

[Mr. Tumnus looks at her hand curiously.]

Lucy Pevensie: Oh, you shake it.

Mr. Tumnus: Why?

Lucy Pevensie: I... I don't know.

Jadis: Tell me, Edmund, are your sisters deaf?

Edmund Pevensie: No...

Jadis: And your brother, is he...unintelligent?

Edmund: Well...I think so. But Mother says...

Jadis: Then HOW DARE YOU COME ALONE!!

Maugrim: Please don't try to run. We're tired and we'd prefer to kill you quickly.

[Bird lands on branch outside doorway]

Bird: Psssst...

Susan Pevensie: Did that bird just psssst at us?

[Mrs. Beaver strokes her fur, embarrassed.]

Mrs. Beaver: Couldn't have given me five minutes warning?

Mr. Beaver: I would've given you a WEEK if I thought it'd help!

[The horse Edmund rides rears up.]

Edmund Pevensie: Whoa, Horsey! Whoa!

Horse: My name is Philip.

Susan Pevensie: He's a beaver! He shouldn't be saying anything!

Griffin: They come in numbers far greater than our own.

General Otmin: Numbers do not win a battle.

Peter Pevensie: No, but I bet they help.