National Treasure (2004)
Ben Gates: If there's something wrong, those who have the ability to take action have the responsibility to take action.
Abigail Chase: What do you see?
Ben Gates: 2:22.
Abigail Chase: What time is it now?
Clothing Store Clerk: Almost 3.
Abigail Chase: [sighs] We missed it.
Riley Poole: No, we didn't. We didn't miss it because... you don't know this? I know something about history that you don't know.
Ben Gates: I'd be very excited to learn about it, Riley.
Riley Poole: Hold on one second, let me just take in this moment. This is cool. Is this how you feel all the time? Well, except now.
Abigail Chase: Riley!
Riley Poole: All right! What I know is that daylight savings wasn't established until World War I. If it's 3 p.m. now that means that in 1776 it would be 2 p.m.
Ben Gates: Riley, you're a genius.
Riley Poole: It's surrounded by guards and video monitors and little families from Iowa and little kids on their eighth grade field trips.
Ben Gates: You all right?
Abigail Chase: No, those - those lunatics...
Ben Gates: You're not hurt, are you?
Abigail Chase: You're *all* lunatics!
Ben Gates: You hungry?
Abigail Chase: What?
Ben Gates: Are you all right?
Riley Poole: Still a little on-edge from being shot at but I'll be fine, thanks for asking.
Abigail Chase: Yeah, well *I'm* not all right! Those men have the Declaration of Independence!
Riley Poole: She *lost* it?
Ben Gates: *They* don't have it.
[He pulls the Declaration out to show her]
Ben Gates: See? Okay? Now could you *please* stop shouting?
Abigail Chase: [She reaches for it but he pulls it away] Give me that!
Ben Gates: You're *still* shouting, and it's really starting to annoy. You would do well, Dr. Chase, to be a little more *civilized* in this instance.
Abigail Chase: If that's the *real* one, what did *they* get?
Ben Gates: A souvenir. I thought it'd be a good idea to have a duplicate, turns out I was right. I actually had to pay for the souvenir *and* the real one, so you owe me $35, plus tax.
Riley Poole: Genius.
Abigail Chase: Who *were* those men?
Ben Gates: Just the guys we *warned* you were going to try to steal the Declaration.
Riley Poole: And *you* didn't believe us!
Ben Gates: We did the only thing we could do to keep it safe.
Abigail Chase: Verdammt! Give me that!
Ben Gates: You know something? You're shouting again.
Riley Poole: Pretty sure she was swearing too.
Ben Gates: Well, we probably deserved *that.*
Powell: [referring to the underground staircase] How do a bunch of guys with hand tools build all this?
Ben Gates: Same way they built the pyramids - and the Great Wall of China.
Riley Poole: Yeah... the aliens helped them.
Riley Poole: It's a big blue-ish green man... with a strange-looking goatee... I'm guessing that's significant.
[hugs the statue]
Riley Poole: When are we gonna get there? I'm hungry. This car smells weird.
Patrick Gates: [to Abigail] And he dragged you two into this nonsense?
Abigail Chase: Literally.
Riley Poole: I volunteered.
Ben Gates: It's invisible.
Abigail Chase: Oh! Right.
Riley Poole: And that's where we lost the Department of Homeland Security.
Ian Howe: You all right, Ben? No broken bones? A jump like that could kill a man.
Ben Gates: No, it was cool. You should try it some time.
Abigail Chase: [Ben Gates is trying to figure out how to get the Silence Dogood letters without letting his dad know he stole the Declaration of Independence] You have the original Silence Dogood letters? Steal those too?
Ben Gates: They're scans of the orginals, quiet please.
Abigail Chase: How did you get scans?
Ben Gates: I know the person who has the originals, now shush.
Abigail Chase: Why do you need them?
Ben Gates: She really can't shut her mouth, can she?
[Offering her the Declaration]
Ben Gates: Look, I will let you hold this if you promise to *shut up*, please!
Riley Poole: I have to settle with 1%. One stinkin' percent. Half of one percent, actually.
[he jumps into a Ferrari 360 Spider]
Ben Gates: I'm sorry for your suffering, Riley.
Patrick Gates: At least I had your mother, for however brief a time! At least I had you! What do you have?
[looks at Riley]
Patrick Gates: Him?
Butcher Lady: If you're not a steak, you don't belong here.
Abigail Chase: I'm just trying to hide from my ex-husband.
Butcher Lady: [sees Shaw] Who, Baldie?
Abigail Chase: Yes.
Butcher Lady: Honey, stay as long as you like.
Abigail Chase: Huh, thank you.
Butcher Lady: [to Shaw] You want something?
[leaning on the counter panting, while looking around for Abigail]
Butcher Lady: Do you want something?
Shaw: [unnerved] Shut up.
Butcher Lady: [to Abigail] I see why you left him.
Riley Poole: [after Ben decides to steal the Declaration] This is... huge.
Riley Poole: Prison... huge. You are gonna go to prison. You know that, right?
Benjamin Franklin Gates: Yeah, probably.
Riley Poole: Well... that would... bother most people.
Ben Gates: I leveled with you one hundred percent.
Abigail Chase: Give me the Declaration, Mr. Brown.
Ben Gates: OK, my name's not Brown. It's Gates. I leveled with you ninety-eight percent.
Riley Poole: It took you all of two seconds to decide to steal the Declaration of Independence.
Benjamin Franklin Gates: Yeah, but I didn't think I was going personally have to tell my dad about it.
Sadusky: Agent Dawes, do you have a visual? Can you see Gates in the water?
Agent Dawes: Sir, it's the Hudson. Nothing is visible.
Sadusky: Smart fish.
Ben Gates: Of all the ideas that became the United States, there's a line here that's at the heart of all the others. "But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and provide new Guards for their future security."
[Ben shivers after unrolling the Declaration of Independence in the signing room of Independence Hall]
Riley Poole: What?
Ben Gates: It's just that... the last time this was here... it was being signed.
Riley Poole: Why can't they just say, 'go to this place, here's the treasure, spend it wisely'?
[trying to find the password to the Preservation Room]
Ben Gates: It's Valley Forge.
Riley Poole: Valley... I don't have that on my computer.
Ben Gates: It's Valley Forge. She pressed E and L twice.
Ben Gates: Valley Forge was a turning point in the Revolutionary War.
[Access is granted]
Riley Poole: Can I marry your brain?
Riley Poole: [speaking through headset] How do you look?
Ben Gates: [looking in mirror] Not bad.
Riley Poole: Mazel tov!
Ben Gates: Sadusky, I'm still not against you. But I found door #3, and I'm taking it.
[jumps into the Hudson River]
[Abigail is following Ben]
Riley Poole: Ben, the, uh, the mean D-declaration lady is behind you.
Ben Gates: [Riley flips out after seeing a dead frozen body] You handled that well.
Riley Poole: Anyone crazy enough to believe us isn't gonna want to help.
Ben Gates: We don't need someone crazy. But one step short of crazy, what do you get?
Riley Poole: Obsessed.
Ben Gates: Passionate.
Riley Poole: Who wants to go down the creepy tunnel inside the tomb first?
Ben Gates: I'm in a little trouble.
Patrick Gates: Is she pregnant?
Ben Gates: If she is would you leave the mother of your grandchild standing out in the cold?
Patrick Gates: Come in.
Abigail Chase: [to Riley] I look pregnant?
[He shakes his head]
Benjamin Franklin Gates: I'm so sorry I dropped you - I had to save the Declaration!
Abigail Chase: No, don't be. I would have done exactly the same to you.
Benjamin Franklin Gates: Really?
Abigail Chase: Yeah.
Riley Poole: I would've dropped you both! Freaks.
Abigail Chase: What led you to assume there's this invisible map?
Ben Gates: We found an engraving on the stem of a 200-year-old pipe.
Riley Poole: Owned by the Free Masons.
Abigail Chase: May I see the pipe?
Ben Gates: We don't actually have it.
Abigail Chase: Did Bigfoot take it?
Riley Poole: Do you actually know who the first person to suggest daylight savings was?
[Riley stomps down his foot in disappointment]
[They see Abigail hanging out the back of Ian's truck, clinging to the door and screaming]
Ben Gates: Oh, no.
Riley Poole: Holy Lord.
Abigail Chase: You can't *seriously* intend to run chemical tests on the Declaration of Independence... in the back of a moving van!
Riley Poole: We have a clean room environment all set up: EDS suits, a particulate air filtration system, the whole shebang.
Abigail Chase: Really?
Riley Poole: Okay, Ben, pay attention. I've brought you to the Library of Congress. Why? Because it's the biggest library in the world. Over 20 million books. And they're all saying the same exact thing: Listen to Riley.
Riley Poole: [examining the back of the Declaration] So if it's in invisible ink, how do we see it?
Patrick Gates: Throw it in the oven.
Riley Poole: They're like Early American x-ray specs.
Abigail Chase: Benjamin Franklin invented something like these.
Ben Gates: Uh, I think he invented *these*.
Riley Poole: [after his computer goes blank] I lost my feed.
Ben Gates: [in the preservation room] What?
Riley Poole: I lost my feed, Ben. I don't know where anyone is. I have nothing. Ben, I have nothing. Get out of there. Get out of there now!
Ben Gates: [picking up the Declaration of independence's case] I'm taking the whole thing. I'll get it out of the elevator.
Riley Poole: What are you taking... Is it heavy?
Ben Gates: Meet me at the car. Call me if you have any problems.
Riley Poole: Like if we get caught and killed?
Ben Gates: Yeah - that would be a big problem. Take care of her.
Patrick Gates: This room is real, Ben. And that means the treasure is real. We're in the company of some of the most brilliant minds in history because you found what they left behind for us to find, and understood the meaning of it. You did it, Ben, for all of us - your grandfather, and all of us. And I've never been so happy to be proven wrong.
Ben Gates: Dad, where are the letters?
Patrick Gates: I don't have them, son.
Ben Gates: [pause] What?
Patrick Gates: I don't have them.
Ben Gates: [Another pause] Where are they?
Patrick Gates: I donated them to the Franklin Institute in Philadelphia.
Ben Gates: Time to go.
[as he tries to turn the van while chasing Ian's truck]
Riley Poole: Skidding! Skidding! Skidding!
Ben Gates: I'm gonna steal the Declaration of Independence!
Riley Poole: [listening to Abigail over Ben's wire connection] Is that that hot girl? How does she look?
Riley Poole: Will someone please explain to me what these magic numbers are?
Powell: Look... this is a waste of time. How could a ship wind up way out here?
Riley Poole: Well, I'm no expert but... it could be that the hydrothermic properties of this region produce hurricane-force ice storms that cause the ocean to freeze and then melt and then refreeze, resulting in a semisolid migrating land mass that would land a ship right around here.
Riley Poole: For the record, Ben, I like the house.
Ben Gates: You know, I chose this estate because in 1812 Charles Carroll met...
Riley Poole: Yeah, someone that did something in history and had fun. Great. Wonderful.
[puts on a pair of sunglasses and starts the car]
Riley Poole: Could have had a bigger house.
[Gates is stealing the Declaration of Independence, which is rolled up in his jacket]
Gift Store Clerk: Are you trying to steal that?
Ben Gates: [looks around in surprise, spotting a box of Declaration replications for sale] Oh! Umm...?
Gift Store Clerk: It's thirty-five dollars.
Ben Gates: For this?
Gift Store Clerk: Yeah.
Ben Gates: That's a lot.
Gift Store Clerk: Hey, I don't make the prices.
Ben Gates: [searching through his wallet] That's umm... thirty-two... fifty-seven?
Gift Store Clerk: We take Visa.
Ben Gates: You know, Agent Sadusky, something I've noticed about fishing? It never works out so well for the bait.
Ian Howe: Gentlemen, why is this word capitalized?
Shippen: Because it's important?
Ian Howe: Because it's a name.
Patrick Gates: What is that? Animal skin? How old is it?
Ben Gates: About 200 years.
Patrick Gates: Sure?
Ben Gates: Pretty darn.
[as they walk through the tunnel, Ben lets the others pass to make sure everyone is all right. When Abigail passes him, he grabs her arm]
Ben Gates: Come here!
Powell: Why does that never happen with me?
Riley Poole: What do you care? You got the girl.
[Ben and Abigail kiss]
Riley Poole: Yeah, rub it in.
[He turns and walks away]
Riley Poole: Enjoy your spoils.
Shaw: Ask your girlfriend. She's the one who's calling all the shots now. She won't shut up.
Abigail Chase: You know, I really couldn't accept something like that normally, but um... I really want it.
Riley Poole: [sings] Where are you?
Ben Gates: [walking out] Stop talking. Start the van.
Riley Poole: [starts the van and looks up] Ben, the, uh, mean D- Declaration lady is behind you.
Patrick Gates: Cooperation only lasts as long as the status quo is unchanged. As soon as this guy gets to wherever this thing ends... he won't need you anymore, or... or any of us.
Ben Gates: So we find a way to make sure the status quo changes in our favor.
Patrick Gates: How?
Ben Gates: I'm still working on it.
Patrick Gates: Well, I guess I better work on it too, then.
Sadusky: [interrogating him after his son and the others ran away] And you have no idea where he went.
Patrick Gates: Well wouldn't I have told you if I did?
Sadusky: I don't know, would you?
Museum Kid: [looking at a 100 dollar bill] Is this real?
Ian Howe: Just tell me what you told my friend
Sadusky: So, here is your options: Door number one - you go to prison for a very long time. Door number two - we're going to get back the Declaration of Independence; you help us find it, and... you still go to prison for a very long time. But you'll feel better inside.
Ben Gates: Is there a door that doesn't lead to prison?
Sadusky: [laughing] Someone's got to go to prison, Ben.
[Sadusky, Woodruff and Herbert are walking down the hall after speaking to the guests]
Sadusky: There's a copy of the Declaration on display now?
Dr. Stan Herbert: Yes, we decided to...
Sadusky: Leave it there. The guests know something happened but they don't know what.
[They pass the guard attacked by Ian and his men who is now recovering. Agent Dawes joins them as they pass]
Agent Dawes: They got him with a taser at the service entrance. He doesn't remember a thing. Also, we found bullet casings.
Sadusky: We get a description from the other guards?
Guard Woodruff: Which guards?
Sadusky: The guards that were fired upon.
Guard Woodruff: There weren't any other guards on patrol down here.
[Sadusky looks intrigued and contemplates the bullet holes in the glass of the Declaration's case]
Sadusky: So... who was shooting, who were they shooting at... and why weren't they getting along?
Riley Poole: Ian, why don't you just come back down here, and we can talk through this together!
[Ian aims his gun at Riley]
Ian Howe: Don't speak again.
Riley Poole: Okay.
[Agent Hendricks clears his throat]
Sadusky: Yes, Agent Hendricks, you've got something?
Agent Hendricks: Um...
Sadusky: This isn't a day for "Um."
Agent Hendricks: We received a tip a few days ago that someone was going to steal the Declaration of Independence.
Sadusky: [nodding] Do we have a name on the tipster?
Agent Hendricks: Uh, there was no file opened. We didn't find the information credible.
Sadusky: [beat] How about now?
Ben Gates: [paraphrasing Thomas Edison, about invention of light bulb] I didn't fail, I found 2,000 ways how not to make a light bulb; I only need to find one way to make it work.
Ben Gates: A toast? Yeah. To high treason. That's what these men were committing when they signed the Declaration. Had we lost the war, they would have been hanged, beheaded, drawn and quartered, and-Oh! Oh, my personal favorite-and had their entrails cut out and *burned*!
Ben Gates: So... Here's to the men who did what was considered wrong, in order to do what they knew was right...
Ben Gates: what they knew was right.
Riley Poole: Albuquerque. See, I can do it too. Snorkel.
Shaw: That's where the map is. Like he said, "Fifty-five in iron pen." "Iron pen" is a prison.
Ben Gates: Or it could be, since the primary writing medium of the time was iron gall ink, the "pen" is... just a pen. But then why not say a pen? Why say "iron pen"?
Shaw: Cause it's a prison.
Abigail Chase: I made something for you.
Ben Gates: You did?
Abigail Chase: M-hm.
Ben Gates: What?
Abigail Chase: A map.
Ben Gates: A map... Where does it lead to?
Abigail Chase: You'll figure it out.
Sadusky: Gates? Are you with me?
Ben Gates: Well, I'm sure not against you, if that's what you're asking.
Ian Howe: You know the key to running a convincing bluff? Every once in a while you got to be holding all the cards.
Riley Poole: [through clenched teeth] Stop chatting and get in the van.
Riley Poole: [upon realizing the magnitude of everyone now after them for stealing the Declaration] ... We probably have our own satellite by now...
Ben Gates: [upset] I just... really thought I was gonna find the treasure.
Patrick Gates: Okay. Then we just keep looking for it.
Abigail Chase: I'm in.
[Seeing Ian's truck pull up to grab Abigail and the fake Declaration]
Ben Gates: Oh bad! Bad, bad, bad!
Ian Howe: Tell me what I need to know, Ben.
Ben Gates: You need to know... if Shaw can catch.
Riley Poole: [after seeing a guy walk up to Gates and Chase] Who's the stiff?
Ben Gates: [Standing in front of the Declaration of Independence] 180 years of searching and I'm 3 feet away.
Ian Howe: McGregor, Viktor, you stay here. And if anyone should come out without me... well... use your imagination.
Sadusky: The Templars and the Freemasons believed that the treasure was too great for any one man to have, not even a king. That's why they went to such lengths to keep it hidden.
Ben Gates: That's right. The founding fathers believed the same thing about government. I figure their solution will work for the treasure too.
Sadusky: Give it to the people.
Ian Howe: [finding he only has a copy of the Declaration Of Independence] Well played, Gates!
Patrick Gates: I'm the family kook. I have a job, a house, health insurance...
Young Ben Gates: Grandpa!
John Adams Gates: You're not supposed to be up here, looking at that.