Mark WilliamsQuotes

Inspector Crescent: Do you know who I am?

Cody Banks: No.

Inspector Crescent: I'm your worst nightmare. A limey, with a badge.

Cody Banks: A what with a badge?

Inspector Crescent: Who are you, Question Boy?

Cody Banks: Who's Question Boy?

Inspector Crescent: Answer the question, Question Boy. Question one- where did you get this stolen credit card?

Cody Banks: That's my Dad's! He gave it to me in case of emergencies.

Inspector Crescent: A likely story. Your dad'. What's that code for, then?

Cody Banks: My father?

Inspector Crescent: Listen, this can go one of two ways, you little wolly-

Cody Banks: Look, any second now that phone's gonna ring-

Inspector Crescent: Oh! Right! You're psychic now, are you?

Cody Banks: Yeah, that's it. I'm psychic. Any second now that phone's gonna ring, you're gonna pick it up, someone's gonna yell at you, you're gonna apologize and let me go.

Inspector Crescent: Right. Well, I'm feeling a little bit psychic today! And I say that that phone's not gonna ring. And I say you-

Cody Banks: I think that's for you.

Inspector Crescent: [Picks up the phone; someone starts yelling at him; Hangs up, then looks at Cody; Puts his hat back on] Crescent, yes. I'm interrogating him now. It's going very well. He's about to crack! I can tell! Right away, of course. How did you do that? I... apologize.

Cruella: [sarcastically] Congratulations. You've just won gold, silver, and bronze in the Morons Olympics.

Horace: [last words] Who won the gold?

Cruella: [last words] SHUT UP! My business, my reputation, my life... has been ruined, because you three incompetent twits... let yourselves be outsmarted by a bunch of dumb animals! And you call yourselves men. HA! I've seen more intelligent pieces of carpet!

Jasper: Thank the Lord.

Horace: We're saved.

Cop 1: [placing Jasper and Horace in the police van] Here you go

Jasper: Much obliged,Thanks

Cop 3: Watch your heads,Very kind

Horace: Thank you.

Cop 4: [closing the door a sign says NO STANDING as Jasper and Horace sits down in the van] Nice and quiet.

Horace: This is Lovely

Jasper: [Last Words] Isn't it, nice and warm,

Horace: No animals neither,

Jasper: Stupidly, you see? That's your problem, That's what's been holding you back, if it was to you, you'd have taken hold of that wire set fire to your undershorts cooked your tongue before even thinking it was electrified

Horace: Point taken, But what are the logs for

Jasper: We stand upon the logs and hop over thereby avoiding painful electirc-shock

Horace: [seeing Jasper had a plan to jump] Brilliant,

Jasper: [as they climb on pile of logs; their legs go over the wires of the electric fence] Right. Mount the log. Extend Leg, All right, Now, when I count to three, we jump, Ready.

Horace: Yes,

Jasper: [Logs gives way sending Jasper and Horace fell on the wires of electric fence causing them to zap with screams in pain and fell onto the ground and stands up as walks off] One,

Horace: [still cold after falling through the frozen pond] Turn the heater on will you!

Jasper: No. Not with this thing acting the way she is. I don't want to risk losing power.

Horace: [turns the heat on himself, but the system shorts and a bolt of lightning strikes the heater and sets the truck on fire] I can't stand the cold no more! I want heat! Fire. TOO HOT! TOO HOT!

Jasper: Now there are two things you must not do to the skinner. One: do not look at the horrendous scar on this neck. Two: don't talk to him, understand? Not a word.

Horace: [Skinner answers the door; surprised; Jasper rolls his eyes in annoyance] Right. OH! Look at the size of that scar! No bloody wonder you can't talk, mate!

Jasper: [closes the door and angrily punches Horace] Excuse me just a minute, would you?

Professor McGonagall: Potter, take Weasley with you. He looks far too happy over there.

Arthur Weasley: Times like these, dark times, they do funny things to people. They can tear them apart.

Luna Lovegood: I've never been to this part of the castle. Well, not when I'm awake. I sleep-walk, you see. That's why I wear shoes to bed.

Katie Bell: I know you're going to ask Harry, but I don't know who cursed me. I’ve been trying to remember, honestly. But I just can’t.

Severus Snape: You dare use my own spells against me, Potter? Yes. I'm the Half-Blood Prince.

Malfoy: Bet you loved that, didn't you, Potter? Famous Harry Potter! Can't even go into a bookshop without making the front page!

Ginny: [firmly] Leave him alone.

Malfoy: [Smirking] Oh, look, Potter. You've got yourself a girlfriend!

Lucius Malfoy: [Places the hard, silver steel snake end of his walking stick on Draco's shoulder; To Harry; Pulls Harry closer; Uses the silver snake to pull back Harry's bangs; sees his scar] Now, now, Draco. Play nicely. Mr. Potter. Lucius Malfoy. We meet at last. Forgive me. Your scar is legend. As, of course, is the wizard who gave it to you.

Harry: [firmly] Voldemort killed my parents. He was nothing more than a murderer.

Lucius Malfoy: Hmm. You must be very brave to mention his name. Or very foolish.

Hermione: [Indirectly quoting Dumbledore] Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself.

Lucius Malfoy: [Glances at the Grangers, who are speaking with Arthur; Looks at Ron; Takes a book out of Ginny's cauldron; Smiles coldly] And you must be Miss Granger. Yes, Draco's told me all about you... and your parents. Muggles, aren't they? Let me see. Red hair, vacant expressions... Tatty, secondhand book. You must be the Weasleys.

Arthur Weasley: [Arriving and attempting to ignore Lucius] Children, it's mad in here. Let's go outside.

Lucius Malfoy: Well, well, well. Weasley Senior.

Arthur Weasley: Lucius.

Lucius Malfoy: [Picks up one of Ginny's books; Places the book back in Ginny's cauldron; another book has been slipped in with it, though only Harry notices] Busy time at the Ministry, Arthur? All those extra raids; I do hope they're paying you overtime. Though judging by the state of this, I'd say not. What's the use of being a disgrace to the name of wizard... if they don't even pay you well for it?

Arthur Weasley: We have a very different idea about what disgraces the name of wizard, Malfoy.

Lucius Malfoy: [Arthur glares at him as if ready to hit him] Clearly. Associating with Muggles... And I thought your family could sink no lower. I'll see you at work.

Malfoy: See you at school.

Arthur Weasley: Now, Harry, you must know all about Muggles. Tell me. What exactly is the function of a rubber duck?