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.
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.
King Miraz: Tell me, Prince Edmund...
Edmund Pevensie: King.
King Miraz: I beg your pardon.
Edmund Pevensie: It's King Edmund, actually. Just King, though. Peter's the High King.
Edmund Pevensie: I know, it's confusing.
[the Pevensies are preparing to leave Narnia]
Prince Caspian: I wish we could have had more time together.
Susan Pevensie: We never would have worked, anyway.
Prince Caspian: Why not?
Susan Pevensie: Well, I am 1300 years older than you.
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.
Reepicheep: [standing on Caspian with his sword pointed at him] Choose your last words carefully, Telmarine!
Prince Caspian: [rather scared] You are a mouse.
Reepicheep: [sighs] I was hoping for something a little more original. Pick up your sword.
Prince Caspian: [looks at his sword then looks back at Reepicheep] Uh... no thanks.
Reepicheep: Pick it up! I will not fight an unarmed man.
Prince Caspian: Which is why I might live longer if I choose not to cross blades with you, noble mouse.
Reepicheep: I said I would not fight you. I didn't say I'd let you live.
Trufflehunter: [from a small distance] Reepicheep! Stay your blade!
Reepicheep: Trufflehunter? I trust you have a very good reason for this untimely interruption!
Nikabrik: He doesn't. Go ahead.
Lucy Pevensie: Oh my gosh, he's so cute.
Reepicheep: [Reepicheep draws his sword and looks around] Who said that?
Lucy Pevensie: Um, sorry.
Edmund Pevensie: [after no one believes that Lucy had really seen Aslan] The last time I didn't believe Lucy, I ended up looking pretty stupid.
[Miraz and Peter are preparing to duel]
King Miraz: There is still time to surrender.
Peter Pevensie: Well, feel free.
King Miraz: How many more must die for the throne?
Peter Pevensie: Just one.
[after destroying the ice wall, which summons the White Witch]
Edmund Pevensie: [to Peter] I know, you had it sorted.
Edmund Pevensie: [to Miraz concerning the proposed duel to the death] So you're bravely refusing to fight a swordsman half your age?
[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...
[Lucy wonders why Aslan hasn't ridden in to save the day]
Aslan: Things never happen the same way twice, dear one.
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?
[Caspian, Peter, Edmund, and Susan all kneel in front of Aslan]
Aslan: Rise, Kings and Queens of Narnia.
[Peter, Edmund, and Susan stand up, but Caspian stays, head bowed, on one knee]
Aslan: All of you.
Prince Caspian: I do not think I am ready.
Aslan: It's for that very reason, I know you are.
[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.
Edmund Pevensie: Do you think there's any way we can go back?
Edmund Pevensie: [the Pevensies all stare at him] I left my new torch in Narnia.
[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?
Peter Pevensie: High King Peter the Magnificent.
Susan Pevensie: [to Peter] You probably could have left off the last bit.
Trumpkin: [chuckling] Probably.
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.
Reepicheep: We were expecting someone taller!
Trumpkin: You're one to talk.
Reepicheep: Is that supposed to be irony?
Trufflehunter: [after fighting with Nikabrik in Trufflehunter's house and knocking down a bowl of soup] Look what you made me do!
Trufflehunter: Spent half the morning on that soup...
Prince Caspian: What are you?
Trufflehunter: You know, it's funny that you should ask that. You'd think more people would know a badger when they see one.
Prince Caspian: No, I mean you're Narnians. You're supposed to be extinct.
Nikabrik: Sorry to disappoint you.
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.
King Miraz: [as Peter holds a sword to his throat] What's the matter, boy? Too cowardly to take a life?
Peter Pevensie: [Peter puts down the sword] It's not mine to take.
[He turns and hands his sword to Prince Caspian]
Prince Caspian: Two days ago, I didn't believe in the existence of talking animals... of dwarves or... or centaurs. Yet here you are, in strengths and numbers that we Telmarines could never have imagined. Whether this horn
[raises horn for all to see]
Prince Caspian: is magic or not, it brought us together... and together, we have a chance to take back what is ours!
Lucy Pevensie: They're so still.
Trumpkin: The trees? What did you expect?
Lucy Pevensie: They used to dance.
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.
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?
[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.
Peter Pevensie: It's only a matter of time. Miraz's men and war machines are on their way. That means those same men aren't protecting his castle.
Reepicheep: What do you propose we do, Your Majesty?
[Both Caspian and Peter begin to speak over each other; Peter turns and silences him with a glare]
Peter Pevensie: Our only hope is to strike them before they strike us.
Prince Caspian: Well, that's crazy. No one has ever taken that castle!
Peter Pevensie: There's always a first time.
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.
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.
Trufflehunter: Enough, Nikabrik! Or do I have to sit on your head again?
Peter Pevensie: What do you suppose happens back home if you die here?
Nikabrik: I told you we should have killed him when we had the chance.
Trufflehunter: You know why we can't!
Prince Caspian: If we're taking a vote, I'm with him.
Susan Pevensie: [aiming her bow and arrow at the Telmarines who have Trumpkin tied up in their boat] Drop him!
[They toss Trumpkin in the water. Susan shoots one Telmarine and he falls overboard; the other leaps over the side and swims away]
Trumpkin: [to Susan, after being rescued] Drop him? That's the best you can come up with?
[the Telmarines learn their weapon stocks have been raided]
General Glozelle: There's more.
[Glozelle closes the cart door; a message is carved into the wood]
King Miraz: "You were right to fear the woods."
Lord Sopespian: "X"?
King Miraz: Caspian. The Tenth.
Pattertwig the Squirrel: We could collect nuts.
Reepicheep: Oh yes, and then we can throw them at the Telmarines.
Reepicheep: Shut up!
King Miraz: What do you know of Queen Susan's horn?
Doctor Cornelius: It was said to be magic.
King Miraz: Magic?
Doctor Cornelius: The Narnians believed it could summon their Kings and Queens of old.
[after Edmund bests Trumpkin in a sword fight]
Trumpkin: Beards and bedsteads! It looks like that horn worked after all.
Susan Pevensie: What horn?
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.
Nikabrik: This bread is so stale.
Trufflehunter: I'll just get him some soup, then. He should be coming around soon.
Nikabrik: Yeah, well, I don't think I hit him hard enough.
Trufflehunter: Nikabrik, he is just a boy!
Nikabrik: He's a Telmarine, not some lost puppy. You said you would gonna get rid of him.
Trufflehunter: No, I said I would take care of him. We can't kill him now, we just bandaged his head, it would be like murdering a guest!
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]
Doctor Cornelius: I will say this: if Caspian does know of the Deep Magic, my Lord would have good reason to be nervous.
Susan Pevensie: You see, over time the water erodes into the soil, then...
Peter Pevensie: Oh, shut up.
[searching the ruins of Cair Paravel, Edmund comes across a large boulder]
Edmund Pevensie: Catapults.
Peter Pevensie: What?
Edmund Pevensie: This didn't just happen. Cair Paravel was attacked.
Lord Sopespian: My king.
King Miraz: I will deal with you when this is over.
Lord Sopespian: It is over.
[stabs and kills Miraz]
Prince Caspian: Why did you never tell me about my father?
Doctor Cornelius: My mother was a Black Dwarf from the Northern Mountains. I've risked my life all these years so that, one day, you might be a better king than those before you.
Prince Caspian: Then I have failed you.
Doctor Cornelius: Everything I told you, everything I didn't, it was only because I believe in you. You have a chance to become the most noble contradiction in history - the Telmarine who saved Narnia.
King Miraz: [laughs] This is not a question of bravery.
Edmund Pevensie: So you're bravely refusing to fight a swordsman half your age?
Reepicheep: We've anxiously awaited your return, my Liege.
Susan Pevensie: Who exactly are you doing this for, Peter?
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.
[Caspian overhears Trufflehunter arguing with Nikabrik]
Nikabrik: You said you were going to get rid of him!
Trufflehunter: No, I said I would take care of him.
Edmund Pevensie: [after stabbing the ice wall, preventing Peter from resurrecting the White Witch] Yeah, I know. You had it sorted.
Queen Prunaprismia: [after Prince Caspian asks his Uncle if he killed his father] I thought you said your brother died in his sleep!
King Miraz: That was more or less true.
Prince Caspian: [to Uncle] Tonight, for once, I want the truth! Did you kill my father?
Lucy Pevensie: [after Aslan roars in Trumpkin's face] Do you see him now?
Doctor Cornelius: [to Prince Caspian] Everything you know is about to change.
Prince Caspian: Minotaurs? They're real?
Trufflehunter: And very bad-tempered.
Nikabrik: Not to mention big.