Mia: I'm getting married!
Lilly: To whom?
Mia: I don't know yet.

Joe: If you hurt my girl, you will answer directly to me. And whatever crimes I commit against you, remember, I have diplomatic immunity in forty-six countries, including Puerto Rico.
Viscount Mabrey: Sir, you will find that the word "fear" is not in my vocabulary.
Joe: Perhaps, but it's in your eyes.

Nicholas: Rapunzel, Rapunzel, with hair so fine. Come out your window, climb down the vine.
Mia: The feat you ask, dear sir, isn't easy. And I won't respond to that line, it's far too cheesy.

Mia: I look like a moose.
Paolo: But a beautiful moose. Make all the boy moose go 'WHAAAAA.'

Queen Clarisse: Dear Joseph, am I too late to ask you to accept my hand in marriage?
Joe: I thought you'd never ask.

Nicholas: If I may be so bold, I would like an audience with your Highness.
Mia: What is your dilemma, young man?
Nicholas: You are, in fact. I'm in love with the Queen-to-be, and I am enquiring if she loves me too.
Mia: Do you have a chicken for my table?
Nicholas: No. No, my kitchen is out of chickens.

Security Guard Shades: The Sparrow is taking off.
Charlotte: The Eagle is flying for the last time.