Atlantis: The Lost Empire (2001)

Corey Burton: Moliere

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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.

• Helga : Someone needs to talk to that girl.

  Mole : I will go!

  Vinny : Someone with good people skills.

  Mole : I will do it!

  Dr. Sweet : Someone who won't scare her away.

  Mole : I volunteer!

  Wilhelmina : Someone who can speak the language.

  Mole : For the good of the mission, I will go!

  Commander Rourke : [to Milo, who is not paying attention]  Good man, Thatch. Thanks for volunteering.

  [Mole cries] 

• Mole : The volcano, she awakes!

  Vinny : [waving a lit stick of dynamite]  Hey, I had nothing to do with it.

• Vinny : You didn't just drink that, did you?

  Milo : Mm-hmm.

  Vinny : That's not good! That's nitroglycerin.

  [Thatch gasps] 

  Vinny : Don't move, eh, don't breathe, don't do anything. Except pray, maybe...

  Mole : [jumps up behind Milo, scaring him]  BOOM!

  [Vinny and The Mole laugh] 

• Mole : The magma has solidified in the bowels of the volcano, effectively blocking the exit.

  Wilhelmina : I got the same problem with sauerkraut.

• Vinny : I could unblock that if I had, like, two-hundred of these. Problem is, I only have, like, ten, plus three of my own, a couple of cherry bombs, road flare... Hey. Too bad we don't have some nitroglycerin, eh, Milo?

  Mole : AH HA HA HA!

• Joshua Sweet : Hold on, back up. Are you saying this *whole volcano* can blow at any time?

  Gaetan "Mole" Moliere : No, no, no, no. That would take an explosive force of great magnitude.

  [everybody looks to Vinny, who is fiddling with a time bomb] 

  Vincenzo "Vinny" Santorini : [looks taken aback]  Maybe I should do this later, huh?

  Commander Rourke : [looking up the volcano shaft]  If we could blow the top off of that thing, we'd have a straight shot to the surface. Mr. Thatch, what do you think?

  [frowns as he notices Milo is not there] 

  Commander Rourke : Mr. Thatch? Thatch?

• 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.

• 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.

• Mole : I'm so excited.

• 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.

• Mole : It will be my pleasure. Aah! Oh! Stupid! You are stupid!

• Mole : I wanted the escargot.

• Mole : Do not be such a crybaby. Hold still. Aha! There you are. Now tell me your story, my little friend. Parchment fiber from the Nile circa 500 B. C. Lead pencil, number 2. Paint flecks... of a type used in government buildings. You have a cat, short-haired Persian... two years old, third in a litter of seven. There are all the microscopic fingerprints... of the mapmaker. And linguist.

• Mole : You said there'd be digging.

• Mole : Bah! I will know soon enough.

• Mole : This is an outrage! You must leave at once! Out, out, out, out, out!

• Mole : Right behind you!

• Mole : You have disturbed the dirt! Dirt from around the globe, spanning the centuries! What have you done? England must never merge with France!

• Mole : You ask too many questions. Who are you? Who sent you? Speak up!

• Mole : She lives!

• Mole : You have disturbed the dirt.

• Mole : When do we dig?

• Mole : Pah! It is a natural phosphorescence.

• Mole : Ah, forgive me. I could not resist.