Treasure Planet (2002) - Quotes

Dr. Delbert Doppler: It's the suit, isn't it? l should never have listened to that pushy two-headed saleswoman. This one said it fit, that one said it was my color... I didn't know what to do. I get so flustered!

Dr. Delbert Doppler: Well, Jim, this should be a wonderful opportunity for the two of us to get to know one another. You know what they say, familiarity breeds, um... well, contempt, but, in our case--

Dr. Delbert Doppler: All my life I've been waiting for an opportunity like this, and here it is screaming, "Go Delbert! Go Delbert!...

Dr. Delbert Doppler: I really don't know how you manage it, Sarah. Trying to run a business while raising a felon like-- felon... fellow... fellow like Jim.

Long John Silver: [laughs as his longboat is launched] Why, Jimbo, lad, when have I ever told otherwise?

Long John Silver: We'll take em all.

Long John Silver: Why... look at you, glowing like a solar fire. You're something special, Jim. You're gonna rattle the stars, you are!

Long John Silver: [Letting go of a literal shipload of treasure in order to save Jim] OH, BLAST ME FOR A FOOL!

Long John Silver: [Silver's dark side] You're just like me, Jimbo... ya hates to lose.

Long John Silver: [After Jim discovers him and his crew planning mutiny] Change in plan, lads! WE MOVE NOW!

Long John Silver: Now, you listen to me, James Hawkins. You got the makings of greatness in you, but you gotta take the helm and chart your own course! Stick to it, no matter the squalls! And when the time comes, you'll get the chance to really test the cut of your sails and show what you're made of! And... well, I hope I'm there, catching some of the light coming off you that day.

Long John Silver: [speaking to his crew; raises his voice and swings his sword around] Now, if you pardon my plain speaking, gentlemen, are you all STARK-RAVING, TOTALLY, BLINKING DAFT?! After all me finagling getting us hired as an upstanding crew, you want to blow the whole mutiny before it's time?!

James "Jim" Hawkins: Okay. Now, no matter what happens keep the ship heading straight for that portal.

James "Jim" Hawkins: You want the map, you're taking me, too.

James "Jim" Hawkins: ['''Scroop''': Oh, yes. Do say hello to Mr. Arrow.; Knocking Scroop out the ship the R.L.S Legacy into the space] TELL HIM YOURSELF!

James "Jim" Hawkins: Without the map, we're dead. If we try to leave, we're dead. If we stay here.

James "Jim" Hawkins: Yeah, Flint's trove, you know, uh. The loot of Thousands worlds?

James "Jim" Hawkins: [Next in deck to Silver; yells in frustration before standing by the mast away from Silver] Look, don't you get it?! I screwed up! I mean, two seconds, I thought the maybe I could do something right, but... I just forget it. Forget it.

James "Jim" Hawkins: No, I checked them ALL!

James "Jim" Hawkins: [referring to Silver's robotic leg and arm] So, uh, how'd happen anyway?

James "Jim" Hawkins: Well, this has been a fun day, huh? Makin new friends, like that spider psycho.

James "Jim" Hawkins: [after discovering the map to Treasure Planet] Mom, this is it! This is the answer to all our problems!

Narrator: There are nights when the winds of the Etherium, so inviting in their promise of flight and freedom, made one's spirit soar!

Narrator: Flint's secret trove was never found, but stories have persisted that it remains hidden somewhere at the farthest reaches of the galaxy, stowed with riches beyond imagination - the Loot of a Thousand Worlds - Treasure Planet.

Narrator: Like a Candarian zap-wing overtaking its prey, Flint and his band of renegades swooped in out of nowhere, and then, gathering up their spoils... vanished, without a trace.

Narrator: [first lines; in Jim's storybook] On the clearest of nights, when the winds of the Etherium were calm and peaceful, the great merchant ships with their cargoes of Arcturian sura crystals felt safe and secure. Little did they suspect that they were pursued by pirates! And the most feared of all these pirates was the notorious Captain Nathaniel Flint.

Narrator: As a kid, growing up on the mining planet Montresor, I lived and breathed those legends. Many a night, I drifted to sleep with images of gallions, far away planets, and Flint's gleeming trove, dancing through my head. And then, I turned 15.

Narrator: For a hundred of years, stories passed from spacer to spacer of Flint's secret trove. Hidden somewhere at the farthest reaches of the galaxy. Stowed with riches beyond imagination, the loot of a thousand worlds...

Narrator: Flint and his band of renegades would swoop in out of nowhere, and then, gathering up their spoils... vanished, without a trace.

Narrator: [in the original prologue] There are nights when the Etherium is as calm and peaceful as a pond on the planet Pelsanor. Nights when the big merchant ships with their cargoes of Arcturian solar crystals can expect a smooth ride. But there was a time when the even the calmest night could give way to the unexpected... Pirates! The enemies of all honest spacers. And the most feared of all these pirates... was the notorious Captain Nathaniel Flint!