Hogfather Quotes

Susan Well, that about wraps it up for this dress... I'd just like to ask, purely out of academic interest, you were sure I was going to survive, were you?

Death I was quite confident.

Susan Good. Now, tell me--

Death What would have happened if you hadn't saved him?

Susan Yes.

Death The sun would not have risen.

Susan Then what would have happened?

Death A mere ball of flaming gas would have illuminated the world.

Susan Alright, I'm not stupid. You're saying that humans need fantasies to make life bearable?

Death No. Humans need fantasy to be human. To be the place where the falling angel meets the rising ape.

Susan With tooth fairies? Hogfathers?

Death Yes. As practice, you have to start out learning to believe the little lies.

Susan So we can believe the big ones?

Death Yes. Justice, mercy, duty, that sort of thing.

Susan Well, they're not the same at all.

Death You think so? Then take the universe and grind it down to the finest powder, and sieve it through the finest sieve, and then show me one atom of justice, one molecule of mercy. And yet, you try to act as if there is some ideal order in the world. As if there is some... some rightness in the universe by which it may be judged.

Susan But people have got to believe that, or what's the point?

Death My point exactly. You need to believe in things that aren't true. How else can they become?

Susan Sto Helit His name is Bilius. He's the Oh God of Hangovers.

Death Could I give you a hand?.

Chickenwire That's a wizard.

Mr. Sideney No I'm not! I'm incognito.

Lilywhite Right, Mr Gnito.

Death Onwards, Binky, to the Hogfather's Castle of Bones.

Susan Sto Helit (To monster): Go away and stop bothering me.

Lord Downey The doors are locked. The windows are barred. The dogs do not appear to have woken up. The squeaky floorboards haven't. I really doubt that you are a ghost, and gods generally do not announce themselves so politely. You could, of course, be Death, but I don't believe he bothers with such niceties and, besides, I am feeling quite well. Hmm. (Auditor appears.) Good evening.

Auditor Good evening, Lord Downey.

Lord Downey You wish someone inhumed?

Auditor Brought to an end.

Lord Downey Our scale of fees -

Auditor The payment will be three million dollars.

Lord Downey No questions asked, I assume.

Auditor No questions answered.

Lord Downey We need to know your name. Or names. In strict client confidentiality, of course.

Auditor You may think of us as...the Auditors.

Lord Downey Really? What is it you audit?

Auditor Everything. We maintain the logical order of the Universe.

Lord Downey I think we need to know something about you.

Auditor We are the people with three million dollars.

Lord Downey We need to know where, when, and, of course, who.

Auditor The location is not on any map, and we need the task to be completed by sunrise tomorrow. This is essential. As for the who - let us call him the Fat Man.

Death Applesauce.

Death Do YOU Believe?

Susan Sto Helit (To Mr. Teatime, as she slaps him): Hi, inner child, I'm the inner babysitter.

Death I don't know if you noticed, Albert, but that was a pune, or play on words.

Man Ye gods, there's a girl out here with a poker!

Twyla Susan says, don't get afraid, get angry.

Mr. Teatime (About Banjo) What is this? Does it do tricks? (Laughs) It looks like a volcano.

Ridcully In my day, when I was an undergraduate, I wouldn't have been studying on Hogswatchnight. It's just not natural. I'd have been sick twice by now...

Mr. Sideney It's a very enemy-friendly spell. Sir.

Mr. Brown There you are, I've unlocked it. (Banjo pushes the door in) And Banjo's opened it.

Banjo (flinging Mr. Teatime toward a fatal fall) No pulling girls hair. That's bad!

Susan Sto Helit Go away, I don't do that stuff anymore.

Albert What good is a god that gives you everything you want?

Death You have me there.

Wizard Be careful, Archchancellor! What you have there may represent pure sobriety.

Oh God of Hangovers I'll try it.

Susan Sto Helit And then Jack chopped down what was the world's last beanstalk, adding murder and ecological terrorism to the theft, enticement, and trespass charges already mentioned, and all the giant's children didn't have a daddy anymore. But he got away with it and lived happily ever after, without so much as a guilty twinge about what he had done...which proves that you can be excused for just about anything if you are a hero, because no one asks inconvenient questions.

Death Ho ho ho. You couldn't resist it in the end. A mistake, I fancy. It gets under your skin, life. Speaking metaphorically, of course. And you see, the more you struggle for every moment, the more alive you stay. Which is where I come in, as a matter of fact.

Auditor You can't do this! There are rules!

Death Yes, there are rules. But you broke them! How dare you? How dare you?! And now, there remains only one final question: Have you been naughty... or nice? Ho. Ho. Ho.

Narrator Everything starts somewhere, although many physicists disagree. There is the constant desire to find out where - where is the point where it all began. But much, much later than that the Discworld was formed. Drifting onwards through space...atop four elephants on the shell of a giant turtle, the great A'Tuin. It was some time after its creation when most people forgot that the very oldest stories of the beginning are sooner or later about blood. At least that's one theory. The philosopher Didactylos suggested an alternative hypothesis: things just happen, what the hell'. And so our story begins in ], the twin city of proud Ankh and pestilent Morpork, the biggest city in Discworld. A city where magic is just another job, and where the Tower of Art of the Unseen University for Wizards looms over all the dark narrow streets...Our story begins on a midwinter festival bearing a remarkable similarity to your Christmas. And so...it was the night before Hogswatch.

Death I AM last minute stuff.

Death There has to be something in the stocking that makes a noise. Otherwise, what is 4:30 A.M. for?

Susan My grandfather is Death.

Oh God of Hangovers Ooohh, I'm sorry to hear that.

Susan Death. You know, Death. The robes, the scythe, the white horse, bones. Death. But at the moment he's acting rather strange.

Oh God of Hangovers I just wanna make sure I've got this clear. You think your grandfather is Death and you think he's acting strange.

Death Oh, yes, and um...Ho Ho Ho.