Abigail Quotes in Escape Plan (2013)

[last lines]

Breslin: Why don't you and me have a very special dinner?

Abigail: I'll cook.

Breslin: Haven't I suffered enough?

Abigail: She's from the Agency.

Jessica Miller: The Central Intelligence Agency.

Hush: You're a spy?

Jessica Miller: Worse, I'm a lawyer.

Michelle: [speaking really fast] Guess what? You'll never guess what, I'll betcha! Uncle Cornelius said I could go with you on your ramble today, but I'll betcha he's forgotten all about it, & I'll never, EVER get to see what the big surprise is!

[inhales deeply]

Michelle: What took you so long?

Abigail: My dad!

Edgar: My mother!

Russell: No breakfast!

Russell: [pushing the tiller of a reed boat] I get to steer!

Abigail: [pushing the tiller back] Don't be silly, you'll sink us!

Russell: [pushing back] Will NOT! Give me a chance!

Abigail: This isn't a picnic! Here! Pack something useful!

[Abigail tosses Russell a rope]

Russell: Boy, I've been working up an appetite!

Abigail: You were right, Edgar. I was wrong. Thanks for coming to my rescue!

[sniffles]

Russell: What about me? I broke your fall!

Abigail: You too, Russell!

Edgar: You know, Abigail, sometimes I wish I was brave... like you.

Abigail: You are.

Edgar: How are we gonna get anybody to help us find the herbs?

Russell: Maybe these guys won't be so grouchy after they eat.

Abigail: Well, we can't wait that long!

Michelle: What's that?

Cornelius: Great Honk!

[sees the Flapper-Wing-A-Ma-Thing]

Cornelius: My Flapper-Wing-A-Ma-Thing! But how did you get it here?

Abigail: We built it.

Russell: And we flew it!

Cornelius: Marvelous! Magnificent! Stupendous! You three have changed so much these past few days, I hardly recognize you.

[happily]

Cornelius: You're no longer my Furlings. You've grown up.

Abigail's Father: I'll have you know that when I was a Furling, I couldn't WAIT to get to Cornelius' class!

Abigail: Yes, daddy!

Abigail's Father: Well, at least he's taught you to behave! But you never stop climbing trees!

Abigail: Yes, daddy!

Abigail: You'll find some more, Russell. That's never been a problem for you!

Russell: That's true...

Willy: Gosh, I hope I didn't hurt you.

Abigail: Me? No, I'm fine.

Willy: You're not from around here, are you?

Abigail: [shakes her head no]

Abigail: I can hardly see him behind his papers. He must be working on an experiment.

Edgar: Good. Maybe he won't notice we're late.

Michelle: I bet he's working on the big surprise, I'll betcha!

Russell: Oh, I LOVE surprises! Let's have a look!

Cornelius: Russell, your mouth is hanging open!

Russell: Oh, I want to fly it! PLEASE?

Abigail: Don't be silly, you'll crash it!

Cornelius: Correct, Abigail. It's far too delicate for Furlings.

Abigail: Huh? I didn't mean me!

Abigail: My friends & I are lost, and...

Phineas: Say no more, child! We, too, are lost! Lost in our grief!

Russell: You've been leading long enough, now it's MY turn!

Abigail: You probably don't even know where you're going!

Russell: Maybe YOU don't know where you're going, but I do!

[falls onto a road]

Abigail: Mr. Brown has said that I could learn to read still. I said to him, "Sure, what would I read?" And he said, "Abigail, even the Bible is not so dull as you might believe." And that in the Songs of Solomon there're some bits so juicy they'd make even a churchman blush. And he said that when I get down to reading myself I will see he tells not one word of a lie!

Abigail: The possessed bodies, they kill all in their path in preparation for Aeloth's ascension on the next blood moon. On the Devil's hour.

Brodie: Oh shit, the moon is red tonight. When is the Devil's hour?

Abigail: Three AM.

Zakk: Three AM Pacific or Eastern time? Do demons recognize daylight savings?

Brodie: When is the devil's hour?

Abigail: 3 a.m.

Zakk: Wait. 3 a.m. Pacific or Eastern Time? Do demons recognize daylight savings?

Zakk: Whoa. Is that Satan?

Abigail: That is Aeloth. King of the Demons.

Zakk: Aeloth? Sounds like a badass.

Brodie: These words were in music pages.

Abigail: The Black Hymn. You have it.

Zakk: Have it? We fuckin' played it.

Abigail: Well, then, you have fucked us all.

Patience: [Trying on a showy dress that Abigail has given her] Ya' think... ya' think I look like a lady of the evening?

Abigail: Wha... What's a "lady of the evening"?

Patience: Oh, Miss Abigail, you DO lead a sheltered life!

Taylor Barton: [Col. Ames has had him detained] Colonel, this is RIDICULOUS!

Col. Ames: Indeed it is! But not for long. Because one of two things is going to happen. First, you're going to get your workers out of the ground and promise never to see my sister again, or, second, the OTHER thing is going to happen.

Taylor Barton: WHAT other thing?

Col. Ames: My boys will take you out in a swamp and put a bullet through your thick head!

Abigail: That's murder!

Col. Ames: I've studied law. Of COURSE it's murder!

Abigail: What I wouldn't do for a shoe box full of tarantulas, right now.

[SPOILER]

[last lines]

Cab Driver: No bags?

Abigail: No baggage.

Cab Driver: So where ya going?

Abigail: Some place safe and warm.

Cab Driver: Ah, safe and warm. I always wanted to go there myself, ma'am.

Abigail: No, not ma'am. You can... you can call me Lillian.

Abigail: I am but God's finger, John. If he would condemn Elizabeth, she will be condemned.

Abigail: Let *you* beware, Mr. Danforth. Do you think yourself so mighty the Devil may not turn *your* wits?

Abigail: I never asked for more. After all, I am Mrs. John Adams and that's quite enough for one lifetime.

John Adams: Is it, Abby?

Abigail: Well, think of it, John, to be married to the man who is always the first in line to be hanged!

Abigail: Have you forgotten what you used to say to me, I haven't. Commitment, Abby, commitment. There are only two creatures of value on the face of this earth - those with a commitment and those who require the commitment of others. Do you remember John?

John Adams: Why, Abby? You must tell me what it is. I've always been dissatisfied, I know that. But lately I find that I reek of discontentment. It fills my throat, and it floods my brain. And sometimes I fear there is no longer a dream, but only the discontentment.

Abigail: Oh, John, can you really know so little about yourself? And can you really think so little of me that you believe I'd marry the man you've described?

Abigail: [sung] Compliments of the Concord Ladies Coffee Club, / And the Sisterhood of the Truro Synagogue, / And the Friday Evening Baptist Sewing Circle, / And the Holy Christian Sisters of St. Claire. / All for you, John. / I am as I ever was and ever shall be./ Yours, yours, yours!

John Adams: [spoken] Abigail, what's in these kegs?

Abigail: [sung] Saltpetre, John!

John Adams: Abigail, I'm very lonely.

Abigail: Are you, John? As long as you're sending for wives, why not send for your own?

John Adams: Oh, don't be unreasonable, Madam!

Abigail: Oh, now I'm unreasonable? You must add that to your list.

John Adams: List? What list?

Abigail: The catalogue of my faults you included in your last letter.

John Adams: They were fondly intended, Madam!

Abigail: Indeed? That I play at cards badly?

John Adams: An endearment.

Abigail: That my posture is crooked?

John Adams: A complement.

Abigail: That I read, talk and think too much?

John Adams: An irony.

Abigail: That I am pigeon-toed?

John Adams: Ah, well there you have me. I'm afraid you are pigeon toed.

Abigail: [answering phone] Hello? Dad?

Peter: Listen, can I talk to you?

Abigail: Yeah. Just talk dad, it's what people do on phones.

[simultaneously reading]

Swink Sylvania, October Bantum, Phineus Bantum, Hutch O'Neill, Abigail, Miller Banks: Come to me, clouds. May you rise as an evil storm born to rip them open. Let the cover of night bear witness and destroy those who resist so they shall harm me not. Let the blood of many cleanse me, preserving beauty eternal, I pray you.

Abigail: I hate telling people the truth and watching 'em get embarassed for that!