Lucy Pevensie
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The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian (2008)
Lucy Pevensie: They're so still.
Trumpkin: The trees? What did you expect?
Lucy Pevensie: They used to dance.

Lucy Pevensie: I wonder who lived here.
Susan Pevensie: [picks up a small gold statue] I think we did.
Edmund Pevensie: Hey, that's mine! From my chess set!
Peter Pevensie: Which chess set?
Edmund Pevensie: Well, I didn't exactly have a solid gold chess set in Finchley, did I?

Lucy Pevensie: What happened?
Peter Pevensie: Ask him.
Susan Pevensie: Peter!
Prince Caspian: Me? You could have called it off, there was still time.
Peter Pevensie: No, there wasn't, thanks to you. If you had kept to the plan, those soldiers might be alive right now.
Prince Caspian: And if you just had stayed here, as I suggested, they definitely would be!
Peter Pevensie: You called us, remember?
Prince Caspian: My first mistake.
Peter Pevensie: No. Your first mistake was thinking you could lead these people.
[turns around and begins to walk off]
Prince Caspian: Hey!
[Peter turns to look at him]
Prince Caspian: I am not the one who abandoned Narnia.
Peter Pevensie: You invaded Narnia. You have no more right leading than Miraz does.
[Caspian pushes past Peter]
Peter Pevensie: You, him, your father! Narnia's better off without the lot of you!
[Caspian and Peter draw swords, intending to attack each other]

[Edmund has helped Peter out of a fight in the English subway]
Edmund Pevensie: You're welcome.
Peter Pevensie: [Peter stands up] I had it sorted.
Susan Pevensie: What was it this time?
Peter Pevensie: He bumped me.
Lucy Pevensie: So you hit him?
Peter Pevensie: No, after he bumped me, they tried to make me apologize. That's when I hit him.
Susan Pevensie: Really, is it that hard to just walk away?
Peter Pevensie: I shouldn't have to! I mean, don't you ever get tired of being treated like a kid?
Edmund Pevensie: We are kids!
Peter Pevensie: Well, I wasn't always.

Lucy Pevensie: Oh my gosh, he's so cute.
Reepicheep: [Reepicheep draws his sword and looks around] Who said that?
Lucy Pevensie: Um, sorry.

Lucy Pevensie: I wish you would all stop trying to sound like grown-ups! I didn't think I saw him, I did see him.
Trumpkin: I *am* a grown-up.

Prince Caspian: [gives Susan her horn back] Maybe it's time you had this back.
Susan Pevensie: [gives the horn back] Why don't you hold on to it - you might need to call me again.
[a pause while Susan and Caspian exchange a long glance]
Lucy Pevensie: [quoting Susan as they ride off] "You might need to call me again"?
Susan Pevensie: Oh, shut up.

Prince Caspian: [Caspian and Peter begin a swordfight. Peter's sword gets stuck in a tree, so he attempts to pick up a rock to hit Caspian]
Lucy Pevensie: No! Stop!
Peter Pevensie: [after seeing the Narnians gathering around] Prince Caspian?
Prince Caspian: Yes. And who are you?
[Susan and Edmund run over]
Susan Pevensie: Peter!
Prince Caspian: High King Peter?
Peter Pevensie: I believe you called.
Prince Caspian: Yes, but... I thought you'd be... older.
Peter Pevensie: Well if you like, we can come back in a few years.
Prince Caspian: No! No, it's alright! You're not exactly what I expected.
Prince Caspian: [locks eyes with Susan]
Edmund Pevensie: Neither are you.

Susan Pevensie: [referring to Peter] I wish he'd just listened to the D.L.F. in the first place!
Edmund Pevensie: D.L.F.?
Lucy Pevensie: Dear Little Friend.
Trumpkin: Oh... that's not at all patronizing, is it?

Lucy Pevensie: [holding up one of her old dresses] I was so tall.
Susan Pevensie: Well, you were older then.
Edmund Pevensie: As opposed to hundreds of years later, when you're younger.

[watching Susan kiss Caspian goodbye]
Lucy Pevensie: I'm sure when I'm older, I'll understand.
Edmund Pevensie: I'm older and I don't think I *want* to understand...

Peter Pevensie: When Aslan bares his teeth, winter meets its death.
Lucy Pevensie: When he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again. Everyone we knew - Mr. Tumnus and the Beavers - they're all gone.
Peter Pevensie: I think it's time we found out what's going on.

[after rescuing Trumpkin]
Lucy Pevensie: Why were they trying to kill you, anyway?
Trumpkin: They're Telmarines. That's what they do.
Edmund Pevensie: Telmarines? In Narnia?
Trumpkin: Where have you been for the last few hundred years?
Lucy Pevensie: That's a bit of a long story.
[Susan hands Peter his sword, and comprehension dawns on Trumpkin]
Trumpkin: Oh, you've got to be kidding me. You're it? You're the kings and queens of old?

[after Lucy is nearly attacked by a bear]
Susan Pevensie: Why wouldn't he stop?
Trumpkin: I suspect he was hungry.
Lucy Pevensie: Thanks.
Edmund Pevensie: He was wild.
Peter Pevensie: I don't think he could talk at all.
Trumpkin: You get treated like a dumb animal long enough, that's what you become. You may find Narnia a more savage place than you remember.

Lucy Pevensie: [after Aslan roars in Trumpkin's face] Do you see him now?

Peter Pevensie: That's the trouble with girls. You can't carry a map in your heads.
Lucy Pevensie: That's because our heads have something in them.

Peter Pevensie: Lucky, you know.
Lucy Pevensie: What do you mean?
Peter Pevensie: You've seen him. I wish he'd just given me some sort of proof.
Lucy Pevensie: Maybe we're the ones that need to prove ourselves to him.

Prince Caspian: [offers Susan the horn] Look. Maybe it is time you had this back.
Susan Pevensie: Why don't you hold on to it. You might need to call me again.
Lucy Pevensie: [riding away with Susan] You might need to call me again?
Susan Pevensie: Oh, shut up.

Geeky Boy: What's your name?
Susan Pevensie: Phyllis.
Lucy Pevensie: Susan!

Peter Pevensie: So, where exactly do you think you saw Aslan?
Lucy Pevensie: [turns to him] I wish you'd all stop trying to sound like grown-ups. I don't think I saw him, I did see him.
Trumpkin: [mutters] I *am* a grown-up.
Lucy Pevensie: It was right over...
[screams as she falls]
Susan Pevensie: Lucy!
Lucy Pevensie: [looks up at everyone] ... here.

Lucy Pevensie: I was so tall.
Susan Pevensie: You were older then.
Edmund Pevensie: As opposed to hundreds of years later... when you're younger.

The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe (2005)
Lucy Pevensie: The sheets feel scratchy.
Susan Pevensie: Wars don't last forever, Lucy. We'll be home soon.
Edmund Pevensie: Yeah. If home is still there
Susan Pevensie: Isn't it time you're in bed?
Edmund Pevensie: [to Susan] Yes mum!
Peter Pevensie: Ed! You saw the outside. This place is huge. We can do whatever we want here. Tomorrow's gonna be great. Really.

Susan Pevensie: Why are they all staring at us?
Lucy Pevensie: Maybe they think you look funny.

Mr. Tumnus, the Faun: And what about you? You must be some kind of beardless dwarf?
Lucy Pevensie: I'm not a dwarf! I'm a girl. And actually, I'm tallest in my class.
Mr. Tumnus, the Faun: You mean to say that you're a daughter of Eve?
Lucy Pevensie: [confused] Well, my mum's name is Helen...
Mr. Tumnus, the Faun: Y-Yes, but, you are in fact... human?

Lucy Pevensie: I wouldn't lie about this!
Edmund Pevensie: Well, I believe you.
Lucy Pevensie: You do?
Edmund Pevensie: Yeah, of course. Didn't I tell you about the football field in the bathroom cupboard?

Lucy Pevensie: Are you all right? You look awful.
Edmund Pevensie: Well, what do you expect? I mean, it's freezing! How do we get out of here?

Mr. Tumnus: [sees Lucy looking at picture] Now, that... that is my father.
Lucy Pevensie: He has a nice face. He looks a lot like you!
Mr. Tumnus: No. No, I'm not very much like him at all, really.
Lucy Pevensie: My father's fighting in the war.
Mr. Tumnus: My father went away to war too. But that was a long, long time ago.

Mr. Tumnus: Now, are you familiar with any Narnian lullabies?
Lucy Pevensie: Sorry, no.
Mr. Tumnus: Well that's good, because this probably won't sound anything like one.

Lucy Pevensie: It's all right! I'm back! I'm all right!
Edmund Pevensie: Shut up! He's coming!
Peter Pevensie: You know, I'm not sure you two have quite got the idea of this game.
Lucy Pevensie: Weren't you wondering where I was?
Edmund Pevensie: That's the point. That was why he was seeking you!
Susan Pevensie: Does this mean I win?
Peter Pevensie: I don't think Lucy wants to play anymore.

Peter Pevensie: I don't suppose saying "we're sorry" would quite cover it?
Lucy Pevensie: No, it wouldn't.
[pelts him with a snowball]
Lucy Pevensie: But that might!

[last lines]
Professor Kirke: What were you all doing in the wardrobe?
Peter Pevensie: You wouldn't believe us if we told you, sir.
Professor Kirke: [tosses the cricket ball that had been hit through the window, to Peter]
Professor Kirke: Try me.
[later, alone with Lucy, who is trying to use the wardrobe to enter Narnia]
Professor Kirke: I don't think you'll get back in that way. You see... I've already tried.
Lucy Pevensie: Will we ever go back?
Professor Kirke: Oh, I expect so. But it'll probably happen when you're not looking for it. All the same... best to keep your eyes open.
[Aslan roars]

Lucy Pevensie: [to Susan, after meeting Father Christmas] Told you he was real!

Mr. Tumnus: [of Aslan] He's not a tame lion.
Lucy Pevensie: No... but he is good.

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.

Lucy Pevensie: Narnia! It's all in the wardrobe like I told you!

Susan Pevensie: Gastrovascular... Come on, Peter. Gastrovascular.
Peter Pevensie: Is it Latin?
Susan Pevensie: Yes.
Edmund Pevensie: Is it Latin for "worst game ever invented"?
[Susan shuts her dictionary]
Lucy Pevensie: We could play hide and seek?
Peter Pevensie: But, we're already having so much fun.
[looks at Susan]

Lucy Pevensie: Don't beavers make dams?
Mr. Beaver: I'm not *that* fast, dear.

Lucy Pevensie: Oh, I should go.
Mr. Tumnus: It's too late for that, now. I'm such a terrible faun.
Lucy Pevensie: Oh, no. You're the nicest faun I've ever met.
Mr. Tumnus: Then I'm afraid you've had a very poor sampling.
Lucy Pevensie: You can't have done anything that bad.
Mr. Tumnus: It's not something I have done, Lucy Pevensie. It's something I am doing.
Lucy Pevensie: [suspiciously] What are you doing?
Mr. Tumnus: [whispers and in tears] I'm kidnapping you. It was the White Witch. She's the one who makes it always winter, always cold. She gave orders. If any of us ever find a human wondering in the woods, we-we-we-we're supposed to turn it over to her!
Lucy Pevensie: But, Mr. Tumnus, you wouldn't. I thought you were my friend.

[after Edmund apologizes for lying about not having been in Narnia]
Lucy Pevensie: [quoting Edmund] That's all right. Some little children just don't know when to stop pretending.

Susan Pevensie: Thank you for your hospitality, but we really have to go.
Mr. Beaver: Oh, you can't just leave.
Lucy Pevensie: He's right. We have to help Mr. Tumnus.

Older Lucy: [looking at the lamppost as Queen of Narnia] Spare 'Oom!

The Chronicles of Narnia: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader (2010)
[from trailer]
Lucy Pevensie: Edmund, the painting!

[from trailer]
Edmund Pevensie: Squirt? I'm a king.
Lucy Pevensie: Not in this world.

[from trailer]
Edmund Pevensie: Lucy, have you seen this ship before?
Lucy Pevensie: It's very Narnian looking, isn't it?

Lilliandil: [Caspian, Edmund, and Lucy look up into the sky as a brilliant blue light descends upon them]
Lucy Pevensie: Look!
[the light transforms into Lilliandril]
Lilliandil: Travelers of Narnia, I am your guide.
King Caspian: You are most beautiful.
Lilliandil: If it is a distraction for you, I-I can change forms.
Edmund Pevensie, King Caspian: Noo!
[Caspian and Edmund look at each other. Lucy looks at them and rolls her eyes]

Lucy Pevensie: Will you come and visit us in our world?
Aslan: I shall be watching you always.
Lucy Pevensie: How?
Aslan: In your world, I have another name. You must learn to know me by it. That was the very reason why you were brought to Narnia, that by knowing me here for a little, you may know me better there.

Lucy Pevensie: Thanks, Reep. I knew you'd come.
Reepicheep: Your Highness.

Gael: When I grow up, I want to be just like you.
Lucy Pevensie: When you grow up, you should be just like you.

Epic Movie (2007)
Lucy: Holy shit, a talking beaver!

Lucy: [Reading a hidden message on a painting] "So lame the hair of Tom"
[Looks toward a painting a Tom Hanks with his long hair in "The Da Vinci Code"]
Lucy: Wait. "Lame." "Lame" is a - "Lame" is a seven-letter word.

Lucy: I'm sorry, was the fight over?

Peter: We have something the White Bitch doesn't.
Lucy: Perky breasts?

Susan: Welcome! My name is Harry Potter!
Lucy: Aren't you a little old to be still a student here?
Susan: Nonsense. I am but 14.

Susan: [Lucy is cleaning doorknob] What are you doing?
Lucy: Willy told me he wanted his knob polished.
Susan: Dumbass.

Peter: We may not have the numbers on our side or the weapons she possesses, but we have something far more powerful.
Lucy: Perky breasts?

"The Lion, the Witch, & the Wardrobe: Episode #1.3" (1988)
[about Aslan]
Lucy: Is he... safe?
Mr. Beaver: Safe? Don't you hear what Mrs. Beaver tells you? Of course he isn't safe... but... he's GOOD... He's the King.

The Lion, the Witch & the Wardrobe (1979) (TV)
Lucy: You're not a bad faun at all! You're the nicest faun I've ever met.

"The Lion, the Witch, & the Wardrobe: Episode #1.1" (1988)
Edmund Pevensie: WHY did we have to go? I'd much rather stay in London and see the war!
Peter Pevensie: This war is going to be very nasty, Edmund! Which is why we're all being sent away!
Edmund Pevensie: Spoil-sports grownups...
Susan Pevensie: They're doing it for our sakes, Edmund! When the bombs stop falling on London...
Lucy: [turns to Susan, and clutches her arm] I wish Mother and Nanny could've come with us...
Edmund Pevensie: Well, I don't think it's fair. They'd be right there! In all the excitement!
Peter Pevensie: All that danger, you mean! Don't talk such a tosh...
Susan Pevensie: We are lucky, Edmund! We're going away deep into the countryside, where we'll be safe!
Edmund Pevensie: Yes. And you know WHY we'll be safe! Because in the country, NOTHING ever happens!