Atlantis: The Lost Empire (2001)
Michael J. Fox: Milo
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Quotes
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Milo : Will you look at the size of this? It's gotta be half a mile high, at least. It-It must have taken hundred- No, thousands of years to carve this thing.
[Vinny blows it up, and it falls down over a chasm]
Vinny : Hey, look, I made a bridge. It only took me like, what? Ten seconds? Eleven, tops.
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Mole : You have disturbed the dirt!
Milo : Uh, pardon me?
Mole : You have disturbed the dirt! Dirt from around the globe spanning the centuries!
[pulls the covers of Milo's bed, exposing clumps of dirt with little flags]
Mole : What have you done? England must never merge with France!
Milo : What's it doing in my bed?
Mole : You ask too many questions! Who are you? Who sent you? Speak up!
Milo : Me? I'm, uh...
Mole : Bah! I will know soon enough.
[grabs Milo's hand]
Milo : Hey, hey, hey! Let go!
Mole : Do not be such a crybaby. Hold still.
[takes a bit of dirt from under one of Milo's fingernails]
Mole : Aha! There you are. Now tell me your story, my little friend.
[looks at dirt under magnifying lenses]
Mole : Parchment fiber from the Nile Delta circa 500 B.C., lead pencil No. 2, paint flecks of a type used in government buildings, you have a cat, short hair Persian, two years old, third in a liter of seven. These are all the microscopic fingerprints of the mapmaker.
[tastes dirt]
Mole : And linguist.
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[Milo bumps into Vinny's cart]
Vincenzo "Vinny" Santorini : Hey, Junior. If you're looking for the pony rides, they're back there.
Milo Thatch : Excuse me! You dropped your dy-dy-dyna-dynamite.
[laughs nervously whilst holding a stick of dynamite]
Milo Thatch : What else have you, uh, got in there?
Vincenzo "Vinny" Santorini : Oh, er, gunpowder, nitroglycerin, notepads, fuses, wicks, glue, and... paper clips, big ones. You know, just, uh, office supplies.
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Milo : Forget your jammies, Mrs. Packard?
Wilhelmina : I sleep in the nude.
[Sweet throws a sleep mask to Milo]
Dr. Sweet : You're gonna want a pair of these. She sleepwalks.
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Milo : Oh, my decision? Well, I-I think we've seen how effective my decisions have been. Let's re-cap. I lead a band of plundering vandals to the greatest archaeological find in recorded history, thus enabling the kidnap and/or murder of the royal family, not to mention personally delivering the most powerful force known to man into the hands of a mercenary nutcase who's probably gonna sell it to the Kaiser! Have I left anything out?
Dr. Sweet : Well, you did set the camp on fire and drop us down that big hole.
Milo : Thank you! Thank you very much.
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Milo : Say, Audrey. No-no offense, but how did a teenager become the chief mechanic of a multi-million dollar expedition?
Audrey : I took this job when my dad retired. But, the funny thing was, he always wanted sons, right? One to run his machine shop, another to be middleweight boxing champion. But, he got my sister and me, instead.
Milo : So, what... what happened to your sister?
Audrey : She's 24 and 0, with a shot at the title next month.
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Milo : I'll have to quit my job.
Preston B. Whitmore : It's done. You resigned this afternoon.
Milo : I did?
Preston B. Whitmore : Yep. Don't like to leave loose ends.
Milo : Oh, my apartment. I-I'm gonna have to give a notice.
Preston B. Whitmore : Taken care of.
Milo : My clothes?
Preston B. Whitmore : Packed.
Milo : My books?
Preston B. Whitmore : In storage.
Milo : My cat?
[Milo's cat appears on his shoulder]
Milo : My gosh.
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Milo : [after being seasick] Carrots? Why is it always carrots? I didn't even eat carrots!
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Milo : [after speaking Atlantean] How was my accent?
Princess Kida : Boorish, provincial, and you speak it through your nose.
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Princess Kida : Cookies are sweet, but yours is not. Sweet is kindly, but that is not his name. Audrey is sweet, but she is not your doctor. And the little digging animal called Mole, he is your pet?
Milo : Close enough.
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Milo : [to himself] Okay, Milo, don't take no for an answer. "Look, I have some questions for you, and I'm not leaving this city until they're answered!" Yeah, th-that's it. That's good. That's good.
[Princess Kida appears and grabs Milo from behind]
Princess Kida : I have some questions for you, and you are not leaving this city until they are answered!
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Milo : How 'bout some slides? Th-the first slide is a depiction of a creature, a creature so frightening that sailors were said to be driven mad by the mere sight of it.
[Slide shows Milo at the beach; all laugh]
Wilhelmina : Hubba, hubba.
Milo : Uh, sorry, that's... wrong.
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Milo : I know, why don't you translate, and I'll wave the gun around!
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Princess Kida : You do swim, do you not?
Milo : Oh, I swim pretty girl... Pr-Pretty *good*, pretty good. Sw... Good. Swim good. Pretty good. I swim pretty good.
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Milo : By the way, we were never properly introduced. My name's Milo.
Princess Kida : My name is Kidagakash.
Milo : Ki-ki-kidamaschnaga... Uh, hey, you got a nickname?
Princess Kida : Kida.
Milo : Okay, Kida. I can remember that.
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Dr. Sweet : What, something wrong with your neck?
Milo : Oh, yeah. I must've hurt it when...
[Dr. Sweet adjusts Milo's neck]
Milo : Aah! Ow!
Dr. Sweet : Better?
Milo : Yeah! Hey, how did you learn to do that?
Dr. Sweet : An Arapaho medicine man.
Milo : Get outta here.
Dr. Sweet : Born and raised with 'em. My father was an army medic. He settled down in the Kansas Territory after he met my mother.
Milo : No kidding.
Dr. Sweet : Nope. I got a sheepskin from Howard U., and a bearskin from old Iron Cloud. Halfway through medical school, I was drafted. One day I'm studying gross anatomy in the classroom, the next I'm sewing up rough riders on San Juan Hill.
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Milo : So, I guess this is how it ends, huh? Fine, you win. You're wiping out an entire civilization, but, hey, you'll be rich. Congratulations, Audrey. Guess you and your dad'll be able to open that second garage after all. And, Vinny, you-you can start a whole chain of flower shops. I'm sure your family's gonna be very proud. But that's what it's all about, right? Money.
Commander Rourke : Get off your soapbox, Thatch. You've read Darwin. It's called natural selection. We're just helping it along.
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Milo : Alright, Milo, this is it. Any last words? Yeah, I really wish I had a better idea than this.
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[Rourke has captured Milo and Kida after revealing his plan to steal the Heart of Atlantis]
Commander Rourke : Mercenary? I prefer the term "adventure capitalist". Besides, *you're* the one who got us here. You lead us right to the treasure chest.
[holds up the missing page]
Milo Thatch : You don't know what you're tampering with, Rourke!
Commander Rourke : What's to know? It's big, it's shiny, it's gonna make us all rich.
Milo Thatch : You think it's some kind of a diamond, *I* thought it was some kind of a battery, but we're *both* wrong! It's their *life force*! That crystal is the only thing keeping these people alive! You take that away, and they'll die!
Commander Rourke : Well, that changes things. Helga, what do you think?
Helga Sinclair : Knowing that, I'd *double* the price.
Commander Rourke : *I* was thinking triple.
Milo Thatch : Rourke, don't... *do* this!
Commander Rourke : [stuffs the missing page into his pants pocket] Academics. You never wanna get your hands dirty. Think about it. If you gave back every stolen artefact from a museum, you'd be left with an empty building. We're just... providing a necessary service to the archeological community.
Milo Thatch : Not interested.
Commander Rourke : [rubs his neck] I gotta admit, I'm disappointed. You're an idealist, just like your grandfather. Do yourself a favour, Milo. Don't be like him. For once, do the smart thing.
[Milo glares venomously]
Commander Rourke : [groans and shakes his head] Ah, I really hate it when negotiations go sour.
[snaps his fingers; a soldier aims his gun at Kida; Milo looks shocked]
Commander Rourke : Let's try this again.
[holds the missing page up to Milo's face]
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Audrey : Hey, Milo. Don't you ever close that book?
Dr. Sweet : Yeah, you must've read it a dozen times by now
Milo : I know, but this... this doesn't make any sense. See, in this passage here, the shepherd seems to be leading up to something. He calls it the Heart of Atlantis. It could be the power source the legends refer to. But then it just... it cuts off. It's almost like there's a missing page.
Vinny : Kid, relax. We don't get paid overtime.
Milo : I know, I know. Sometimes I get a little carried away. But, hey, you know, that's what this is all about, right? I mean, discovery, teamwork, adventure. Unless, maybe, you're just in it for the money.
Audrey : Money.
Wilhelmina : Money.
Dr. Sweet : Money.
Mole : Money.
Vinny : I'm gonna say... money.
Milo : Well, I guess I set myself up for that one.
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Princess Kida : [in Atlantean] All will be well, Milo Thatch. Be not afraid.
Commander Rourke : What did she say?
Milo : I... I don't know, I didn't catch it.
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Preston B. Whitmore : Atlantis is waiting
[Holds Milo's coat towards Milo]
Preston B. Whitmore : What do you say?
Milo : [Grabbing his coat fiercely] I'M Your Man Mr Whitmore!
[He puts his coat on the wrong side]
Milo : You will not regret this why I'm so excited I can't even hold it in.
[Milo is seasick over the side of a ship]
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Commander Rourke : So we find this masterpiece. Then what?
Mole : When do we dig?
Milo : Actually, we don't have to dig. You see, according to the journal, the path to Atlantis will take us down a tunnel at the bottom of the ocean and will come up a curve into an air pocket, right here, where we'll find the remnants of an ancient highway that will lead us to Atlantis. Kind of like the grease trap in your sink.
Helga : Cartographer, linguist, plumber. Hard to believe he's still single.
Mole : You said there would be digging.
Helga : Go away, Mole.
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Commander Rourke : Are you sure you're checked out on this class of vehicle?
Milo : Uhm...
Commander Rourke : Can you drive a truck?
Milo : 'Course I can drive a truck. Sure, you got your steering and your gas and your brake and, of course, this metal, uh, looking... thing. Okay, so it was a bumper car at Coney Island, but it's the same basic principle.
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Milo : [panicking, speaking with increasing speed] It's only a grease trap, it's just like a sink; it's only a grease trap, it's just like a sink!
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Milo : It's a mythical sea serpent. He's described in the Book of Job. The- The Bible says... "Out of his mouth go burning lights... sparks of fire shoot out." But more likely it's a carving or, a sculpture to frighten the superstitious.
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Milo : [after Kida speaks to them in Atlantean, replying in halting Atlantean] I... travel... friend.
Princess Kida : [In Atlantean] You... travel, you are a friendly traveler.
Milo : Ita, sum amice viator.
Princess Kida : Dices linguam Romae.
Milo : Parlez-vous francais?
Princess Kida : Oui, monsieur.
Mole : They speak my language! Pardon, mademoiselle, ah, voulez-vous...
[He whispers in Kida's ear and she punches him]
Dr. Sweet : Ooh, I like her.
Audrey : Hmm. 'Bout time someone hit him. I'm just sorry it wasn't me.
Atlanteans : Buenos dias. Ciao. Guten tag. Konnichiwa. Namaste. Ni hao.
Audrey : How do they know all these languages?
Milo : Their language must be based on a root dialect. It's just like the Tower of Babel.
Commander Rourke : Well, maybe English is in there somewhere. We are explorers from the surface world. We come in peace.
Princess Kida : Welcome to the city of Atlantis.
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[last lines; Mr. Whitmore opens a small parcel containing a photo of young Milo and his grandfather; there's a glowing blue crystal atop a message written on the photo]
Milo Thatch : [voice-over] Dear Mr. Whitmore, I hope this "piece of proof" is enough for you. Sure convinced me. Thanks, from both of us. Milo Thatch.
[Mr. Whitmore beams with delight as he puts the crystal around his neck]
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Joshua Sweet : So, what's it gonna be?
Milo Thatch : Excuse me?
Joshua Sweet : I followed you in, and I'll follow you out. It's your decision.
Milo Thatch : Oh, *my* decision? Well, I-I think we've seen how effective my decisions have been. Let's recap. I lead a band of plundering vandals to the greatest archeological find in recorded history, thus enabling the kidnap and/or murder of the royal family! Not to mention personally delivering the most powerful force known to man into the hands of a mercenary *nutcase*...
[throws the Shepard's Journal down to the floor]
Milo Thatch : ... who's probably gonna sell it to the *kaiser*! HAVE I LEFT ANYTHING OUT?
Joshua Sweet : Well, you *did* set the camp on fire and drop us down that big hole.
Milo Thatch : [throws his arms up into the air] Thank you! Thank you very much.
[sits down on a large stone and closes his eyes]
Joshua Sweet : [kneels down to pick up the Journal] Of course, it's been *my* experience, when you hit bottom, the only place left to go is up.
Milo Thatch : [sighs] Who told you *that*?
Joshua Sweet : A fellow by the name of Thaddeus Thatch.
