Hugo Quotes in Tomorrowland (2015)

Hugo: Have you ever wondered what would happen, if all the geniuses, the artists, the scientists, the smartest, most creative people in the world decided to actually change it? Where, where could they even do such a thing? They'd need a place free from politics and bureaucracy, distractions, greed - a secret place where they could build whatever they were crazy enough to imagine...

Hugo: [first lines - sighting his rifle] Where'd that fourth guy disappear to?

Vitali: Take it easily Hugo.

Hugo: Christ Vitali. They're getting younger every day. I didn't come here to kill kids.

Vitali: If you don't, they won't spare *you*.

Hugo: What if that would suit me just fine. Really.

Vitali: Come on Hugo, they need us here.

Hugo: But they're just kids! What the fuck am I doing here Vitali?

Vitali: God only knows.

Hugo: God would never let things get this fucked up.

Vitali: Don't try to blame all mankind's fuck ups on God. Now you tell me why a young man from a wealthy family like you came here to fight? Because it's exciting to join a group like Liberty Bells. Fighting for freedom all over the world. What a great cause. But once you're in it, you realize it's another story.

Vitali: Go get some sleep. You'll feel better.

Hugo: I'm not about to sleep...

[John and Hugo have brought the prince - thinking he's Tom - to help them steal from the inn]

John Canty: Now, remember: if ya don't do like you've been told, we'll put climes on ya! Twenty of 'em! Ya know what climes are?

[the prince shakes his head, 'no']

John Canty: Tell him, Hugo.

Hugo: They're little bandages, with a bit o' paste on 'em, made o' soap and quicklime and rust off old iron. And when ya takes 'em off there's the nastiest looking sore that ever made a citizen sick. Sores that don't get well, but spread like a disease.

Prince Edward Tudor: No... no... I'll steal.

John Canty: Let's get at it then.

Hugo: Hey isn't that, uh, Feeble?

Laverne: Doofus.

Quasimodo: Phoebus!

Esmeralda: Maybe Frollo's wrong about the both of us.

[the gargoyles are eavesdropping]

Hugo: What did she say?

Laverne: Frollo's nose is long, and he wears a truss.

Hugo: Ha! Told ya. Pay up.

Victor: Oh, dear...

[hands him a coin]

Hugo: [takes the coin] Chump!

[the gargoyles have made a catapult]

Victor: Ready, aim, fire!

[they throw the whole catapult at the guards; it misses them, falling face down]

Victor: Are you *sure* that's how it works?

[the catapult deploys, flipping over and hitting the guards]

Hugo: Works for me!

Hugo: What're you guys talkin' about? If I knew Esmeralda, she's three steps ahead of Frollo and well outta harm's way.

Quasimodo: [doubtfully] Do you really think so?

Hugo: Hey, when things cool off, she'll be back. You'll see.

Quasimodo: [puzzledly] What makes you so sure?

Laverne: Because she likes ya.

[ruffling Quasi's hair]

Laverne: We always said you were the cute one.

Hugo: [eating crackers and cheese] I thought *I* was the cute one!

Laverne: No, you're the fat, stupid one with the big mouth!

Hugo: Whatcha sayin', exactly?

Hugo: You're human, with the flesh, and the hair, and the navel lint. We're just part of the architecture. Right, Victor?

Victor: Yet, if you kick us, do we not flake? If you moisten us, do we not grow moss?

Hugo: Give her some slack, then reel her in. Then give her some slack...

Laverne: Knock it off, Hugo. She's a girl, not a mackerel.

Hugo: Hey, Quasi, what's goin' on out there? A fight? A flogging?

Victor: A festival.

Hugo: You mean the Feast of Fools?

Quasimodo: Uh-huh.

Hugo: All right, all right! Pour the wine and cut the cheese.

Victor: It is a treat to watch the colorful pageantry of the simple peasant folk.

Hugo: [shoving Quasi aside] Boy, nothin' like balcony seats for watching the ol' F.O.F.

Quasimodo: Yeah, watching.

[he leaves, downcast]

Hugo: Oh, look, a mime.

[Hugo prepares to spit on the mime, Victor stops him]

[after the pigeon fledgling leaves the nest, Hugo comes alive and spits out the nest in his mouth]

Hugo: Man! I thought he'd never leave. I'll be spitting feathers for a week.

Victor: Well, that's what you get for sleeping with your mouth open.

Hugo: Ha-ha-ha. Go scare a nun.

Victor: Oh, but that poor Gypsy girl. I'm beginning to feel the worst.

Laverne: I know, but now don't you say anything to upset Quasimodo. He's worried enough already.

Hugo: Yeah, you're right. We'd better lighten up.

Victor: [as Quasi climbs down after ringing the bells] Sh-sh-sh! Here he comes.

Laverne: Now just stay calm.

Victor: Not a word.

Hugo: Easy does it.

Victor: Look stone-faced.

Quasimodo: [approaching the window] Any sign of her?

Victor: [Breaks down and weeps] Doh, it's a lost cause! She could be anywhere: in the stocks, in the dungeon, or on the rack! Oh God...

Laverne: [giving an A-OK sign] Nice work, Victor.

Quasimodo: No, he's right. What're we gonna do?

[Quasimodo is chained down, the gargoyles are encouraging him to free free himself]

Hugo: Come on, Quasi, snap out of it!

Victor: Your friends are down there!

Quasimodo: [despondently and weakly] It's all my fault.

Laverne: [as she, Hugo, and Victor try tugging the chains] You gotta break these chains!

Quasimodo: [sulkingly] I can't. I tried. What difference would it make?

Victor: But you can't let Frollo *win*!

Quasimodo: [despondently again] He already has.

Hugo: [dropping the chains] Say, you're giving up? That's it?

Laverne: These chains aren't what's holding you back, Quasimodo.

Quasimodo: [snapping firmly] Leave me alone!

Hugo: [meekly] Okay. Okay, Quasi. We'll leave you alone.

Victor: After all, we're only made out of stone.

[he and Hugo turn to stone]

Laverne: We just thought maybe you were made of somethin' stronger.

[turns to stone]

Laverne: [pause; Frollo's voice drifts up from below]

Frollo: For justice, for Paris, and for her own salvation, it is my sacred duty to send this unholy demon... back where she belongs!

[he fires the kindling while the crowd indistinctly shouts in protest]

Quasimodo: *Nooooooooooooooo!*

[the chains snap taut, the bells resonate as the pillars Quasimodo is chained to break and fall]

Laverne: Look, he's got a friend with him!

Hugo: Yeah, maybe today wasn't a total loss, after all.

Victor: A vision of loveliness.

Hugo: The one in the dress ain't bad, either.

Hugo: Hey hey! There he is!

[He, Laverne, and Victor rush to cheer and applaud Quasi, who's walking back to the bell tower, glad to be rid of Pheobus]

Victor: Gizmo! You ejected that tin-plated baboon with great panache!

Hugo: The *nerve* of him, snooping around here trying to steal your girl.

Quasimodo: My girl?

Laverne: Esmeralda. Dark hair, works with a goat. Remember?

Hugo: Boy, I do! Way to go, lover boy!

Quasimodo: "Lover boy"? Oh, no, no, no, no.

Laverne: Aw, don't be so modest.

Quasimodo: Look, I appreciate what you're all trying to do, but let's not fool ourselves. "Ugliest face in all of Paris", remember? I don't think I'm her type.

Hugo: You could wear a disguise, just this once. What Frollo doesn't know can't hurt ya.

Victor: Ignorance is bliss.

Hugo: [to the side] Look who's talkin'.

Hugo: [singing] Paris, the city of lovers, is glowing this evening / True, that's because it's on fire, but still there's l'amour / Somewhere out there in the night / Her heart is also alight / And I know the guy she just might be burning for.

[last lines]

Hugo: Good night, everybody! Wah-ha-hoo!

Laverne: [singing] Call me a hopeless romantic but Quasi, I feel it.

Victor: [singing] She wants you so / Any moment she'll walk through that door.

Hugo, Victor, Laverne: [singing] For...

Hugo: [singing] A guy so swell.

Hugo, Victor, Laverne: [singing] A guy like you.

Hugo: [singing] With all you bring her.

Victor, Laverne: [singing] I tell you Quasi.

Hugo: [singing] A fool could tell.

Victor, Laverne: [singing] There never was.

Hugo: [singing] It's why she fell.

Victor, Laverne: [singing] Another, was he?

Hugo: [singing] For you-know-who.

Victor, Laverne: [singing] From king to serf to the bourgeoisie.

Hugo: [singing] You ring the bell.

Victor, Laverne: [singing] They're all a second-stringer.

Hugo, Victor, Laverne: [singing] You're the bell ringer! / When she wants ooh-la-la / And she wants you la-la / She will discover, guy / You're one heck of a guy / Who wouldn't love a guy like you?

Hugo: [singing] You got a lot / The rest have not / So she's gotta love a guy like you!

Hugo: [singing] A guy like you she's never known, kid. / A guy like you a girl does not meet every day. / You've got a look that's all your own, kid. / Could there be two?

Hugo, Victor, Laverne: [singing] Like you? No way!

Hugo: [singing] Those other guys that she could dangle all look the same from every boring point of view. / You're a surprise from every angle. / Mon Dieu above, she's gotta love a guy like you.

Victor: [singing] A guy like you gets extra credit / Because it's true you've got a certain some thing more.

Hugo: [spoken] You're aces, kid!

Laverne: [singing] You see that face / You don't forget it.

Victor, Laverne: [singing] Want something new?

Hugo: [singing] That's you.

Hugo, Victor, Laverne: [singing] For sure!

Laverne: [singing] We all have gaped at some Adonis.

Victor: [singing] But then we crave a meal more nourishing to chew.

Hugo: [singing] And since you're shaped like a croissant is...

Hugo, Victor, Laverne: [singing] No question of, she's gotta love a guy like you!

Laverne: Take it from us, Quasi. You've got nothing to worry about.

Hugo: Yeah, you're irresistible!

Victor: [chuckles] Knights-in-shining-armor certainly aren't her type.

Hugo: And those guys are a dime a dozen, but you - you're one of a kind.

Rita: [singing] Now we'll dig a hole where / both of us can hide. / Nobody will find us / while we're here inside.

Hugo: [singing] Nobody's sweeter. Come and kiss me, Rita. Tickle, tickle!

Rita: Stop that now!

Hugo: [singing] Nobody's sweeter. Come and kiss me, Rita. Tickle...

Rita: Will you stop that?

Rita: [singing] Come and help me dig now / right here in the ground. We've got lots of work. No / time to play around.

Rita, Hugo: [singing] Nobody is sweeter. Kissy, kissy, kiss...

Hugo: You big strong pigs aren't afraid of dogs, are ya?

Memphis: Of course not. Why should we be?

Hugo: Exactly my point! There's no reason at all, because you're big beautiful animals!

Rita: There's no such thing as a three-headed dragon!

Hugo: Yeah. I found that out.

Hugo: Listen! My stomach is asking me when we're gonna eat! What will I tell it? It needs food!

Rita: [singing] Now, we've got a hole that / we can call our own. / We'll stay close together / and make this our home.

Hugo: [singing] Nobody's sweeter. Come and kiss me, Rita. Tickle, tickle!

Rita: Stop that now!

Hugo: [singing] Nobody's sweeter. Come and kiss me, Rita. Tickle!

Rita: Will you stop?

Rita: [singing] Look, I found these coushins. / They feel soft and so warm! / We'll be nice and cozy / through the winter storm. / Snuggle up beside me. / Sit right here on the seat. / Lay back, put your head down, / rest your tired feet.

Rita, Hugo: [singing] Nobody is sweeter. Kissy, kissy, kiss...

Maximo: I can teach you to use your skills of seduction to get what you want.

Hugo: When do we start?

Jane: He who is not courageous enough to take risks will accomplish nothing in life.

Hugo: Oh, look. Come on, we don't wanna hear any more Sun Tzu.

Jane: It is not Sun Tzu. It's Muhammad Ali.

Hugo: My name is Hugo.

Officer W.G.A.S.: What the hell are you doing here?

Hugo: I was just inside having my normal vanilla nut latte skinny girl edition, and I saw this beast manhandling my little Teddy.

Officer W.G.A.S.: Are you this little boy's father?

Hugo: No, he used to be my lover. He was amazing. He'd get in places you'd never...

Jennifer: [after Hugo discovers her draining a victim] It's not what it looks like.

Hugo: You drank the guy!

Hugo: She'll be here. I know women.

Joey: We're gonna miss sound check.

Sam: I hope she's okay.

Joey: She's okay. She's always okay. She just doesn't care. This is why I broke up with her.

Tyler: She dumped you.

Hugo: Yeah, for being an insensitive prick.

[Joey glares at him]

Hugo: Her words, not mine.

Hugo: We shall show you that New York City is a dream created by higher beings as a temporary lodging place in the earthly sojourn.

Adam Beckett: Wow. But how do I know that this isn't a dream right now?

Hugo: Faith!

Father Knickerbocker: Over the years, Adam, many spirits have helped us bring more light and more understanding into the world. Up there is our gallery of past masters. One day, your picture could be up there.

Adam Beckett: Amazing.

Hugo: Occasionally they even visit. You should have been here last week. Walt Whitman was here! What a great man.

Hugo: So I can have the room?

Juliet Miller: Yes, you can have the room.

[last lines]

Hugo: All my life I always wanted to fly. I always wanted to live like a hawk. I know you're not supposed to be jealous of anything, but... to take flight, to soar above everything and everyone, now that's living. But a hawk is no good around normal birds. It can't fit in. Even though all the other birds probably wanna be hawks; they hate him for what they can't be. Proud. Powerful. Determined. Dark. Odin is a hawk. He soars above us. He can fly. One of these days, everyone's gonna pay attention to me. Because I'm gonna fly too.

[first lines]

Hugo: All my life I always wanted to fly. I always wanted to live like a hawk. I know you're not supposed to be jealous of anything, but... to take flight, to soar above everything and everyone, now that's living.

Emily: I have something for you.

Hugo: You have things for lots of guys.

Emily: All this time I've been looking for romance and all I had to do was steal something.

Hugo: You didn't steal anything, you just borrowed it for a little while. And if you wouldn't mind I'd like to borrow you.

Hugo: I did what I did, and that's all you need to know. From here on out I say nothing.

Odin: Jason, ask him why he did it. Ask him!

Hugo: You won't ask me nothing. I did what I did, and that's all you need to know. From here on out, I say nothing.

Hugo: [Roger accidentally shoots Mike in the leg] No! Fuck Rog! It has to look like suicide! It has to look like fucking suicide Roger! Fuck!

Roger Rodriguez: I did what you said! Now we do it up close!

Hugo: No! The cops will know someone else fired the first bullet! Fuck Rog! You fucking herbed us! You fucking herbed us! Where's the scarf? Where's the fucking scarf!

Roger Rodriguez: I lost it.

Hugo: When the cop comes I'm gonna tell them you shot him in self defense.

Roger Rodriguez: If he wakes up he's going to tell on me!

Hugo: Sorry bro, Desi's dead.

[Shoots Roger]