Valiant Quotes

Elsa Listen to your mother! You can't go!

Valiant Mum, there's a war going on, and I want to do my bit.

Elsa Why, why, why?

Valiant Oh, Mum! Goodbye.

Elsa Those ] are going to tear you apart!

Valiant Oh, Mum!

Elsa My dear little baby!

Valiant Mum! Mother, that's not helping! Mother, honestly I'm going to be fine.

Elsa You were such a cute little egg.

Valiant Oh, Mum. I'm not an egg anymore. It's time I left the nest. No one thinks I can do this, and it may be my only chance to show them and myself that they're wrong.

Elsa Well, at least have some breakfast before you go.

Valiant Oh, Mum. Ugh! No, thanks.

Elsa Oh, Valiant.

Valiant Right, then. I love you. Goodbye!

Messenger Wing Commander Gutsy, this just in from a ] near Dover: None of them made it back alive!

Gutsy None of them? But those were some of our top fliers.

Messenger I'm sorry, Sir. I'm just the messenger pigeon.

Gutsy If we don't find some more birds fast, our ] is going to be cooked.

Valiant Come on! Chin up, Valiant! Stiff upper-beak.

Gutsy Gentlemen, get ready to drop!

Tailfeather Are you ready to drop?

Toughwood I think I dropped already!

Gutsy It's okay to be scared! I'd be worried if you weren't. It won't get better, but you'll get used to it! Go! Go! Go! It's jammed!

Valiant Sir, let me help you!

Gutsy NO! Go now! That's an order!

Valiant Yes, sir. Come on Gutsy, get out of there! (groans) Oh, come on.

Sergeant Monty As homing pigeons, it's our duty to transport messages... in the worst of conditions: wind, rain, sleet, snow. Bombs exploding, bullets flying! As if that weren't enough, Mother Nature has the audacity to create a little something called... the Falcon! Twenty pounds of pigeon-eating muscle, measuring five of your wingspans. They like to blindside their prey at speeds in excess of 200 miles per hour. But not to bite, not yet. The first strike is merely for impact. They'll let you drop a bit, making sure you're defenseless, then scoop you up in their razor-sharp talons. And in the dark of the night, you'll have but a split second to recognize friend from foe.

Bugsy Who is this Gutsy geezer anyway?

Monty Friend or foe?

Pigeons Foe!

Monty No, you idiots! It's a ]! Friend or foe?

Pigeons Foe! No, friend. Friend, or maybe...

Monty No, it's a foe!

Pigeon Ah, yes.

Monty Friend or Foe?

Wing Commander Gustsy Let's make wind!

Wing Commander Gustsy If we don't find more birds fast, our goose is going to be cooked!

Valiant We’re all a bit thirsty. If we could have some cold drinks, that would be nice.

Monty Of course. That can certainly be arranged. RIGHT AFTER I SPROUT FEET FEATHERS AND TURN INTO A ]

Mercury Steady lads! Were almost home. Just a few flaps more, we be over the White Cliffs of Dover!

Felix So, what's the news from the front?

Gutsy Can't say of course. Classified. But danger is our business.

Valiant Let me through. Got to get to Wing Comman- Excuse me, Wing Commander?

Gutsy Yes?

Valiant Sir, where do I sign up?

Unnamed Pigeon Are you a bit on the wee side? (crowd laughs)

Gutsy There always a place for a few valiant birds. Sign up is tomorrow in London. Love to stay and chat but duty calls and we must answer. Beaks up, boys Let's make wind.