Prince Quotes in Station West (1948)

[Prince joins Haven and Charlie at the table]

John Haven: So Charlie probably runs the town, huh?

Prince: Why do you care?

John Haven: I've gotta spend some time here, I'd just like to know who winds the clock.

[Haven throws his chips onto the table in front of Prince. Mick notices this, and walks over]

Charlene - aka 'Charlie': [sarcastically] It's been a nice conversation. I'd hate to have it end.

Mick: Who's this?

Charlene - aka 'Charlie': Mick, this is cousin John.

John Haven: From Waxahachie.

Charlene - aka 'Charlie': Cousin John's a missionary on his way to China.

Mick: What's keeping him?

Prince: Think he's wondering if he couldn't do more good here.

[Mick tries to remove the bottle of win, but Haven stops him]

Mick: You ain't too friendly, are ya?

John Haven: I like to pick my friends.

Prince: You oughtta learn not to pick 'em so easy, like you do your cousins.

John Haven: [gesturing at Charlie] Ask her.

Charlene - aka 'Charlie': I never saw him before in my life.

[Haven and Mick are still wrestling over the bottle. Haven suddenly throws a glass of wine in Mick's face, and punches him. Haven is then held by various bystanders. Mick wipes his face and squares up to Haven]

Mick: You're too little to make that big a mistake.

John Haven: You gonna correct me, or just bleed at the mouth?

Mick: [to the men holding Haven] Bring him outside.

[Mick and Haven are going outside to fight]

Mark Bristow: What happened?

Charlene - aka 'Charlie': He wanted to be my cousin.

Prince: And she hasn't any aunts or uncles.

Prince: So it's hide-and-seek you want to play? Alright, I'll count to 100.

[Rommel barks]

Dargis: Hello, Rommel!

Prince: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5...

[Dargis continues walking with Prince in the basket]

Prince: 35, 36, 37, 38...

[Dargis approaches the river]

Prince: 96, 97, 98, 99, 100. Alright, fair warning. Ready or not, here I co - - me!

[Dargis throws the basket in the river with Prince in it]

Dargis: Bon voyage, Prince!

Prince: Oh, dear me. I may have misjudged the old boy. Perhaps he is somewhat of a scoundrel. After all, this is *not* the way one plays hide and seek.

Jon Arbuckle: Garfield, since when do you say "no" to lasagna?

Prince: ...You do realize I'm a cat, don't you sir?

Garfield: What do they want, blood? I have been eating and sleeping my heart out for these animals. Still not enough. Like I'm as good as a royal cat could be?

[Garfield and Prince start mirror-playing against a bush doorway]

Garfield: [after Prince collapses face first] Aha! I so... knew you weren't me.

Prince: And you must be Garfield.

Garfield: How do you know my name?

Prince: I've lived your life for the past few days. Yes, if ever a man loved a cat, it's your Jon. Return to him, Garfield. Return to your home.

Garfield: Your Highness, you don't have to tell me twice. Bye-bye.

Preston: It's the real Prince. The genuine article.

Prince: Yes, my friends, I have returned to you at this, our darkest hour. So tell me Winston, what exactly is Lord Dargis up to?

Winston: He intends to level our homes and kill us all.

Prince: O... kay. Well, in that case, I decree that we pack our bags and get our scraggy bottoms out of here. Perhaps to the castle next door.

Garfield: [turns to leave] Oh boy.

Nigel: Well, that was inspirational.

Bolero: Brilliant.

McBunny: I am so fired up.

Garfield: [walking back] You know, I believe we can do better.

Preston: I thought you were leaving.

Garfield: Hey. Button the beak, Froot Loops, or I'll stick that thing on backwards. Look, Lord Doofus is just another bully. And what do we do to bullies?

Meenie: Well, generally, we run from them.

Garfield: [confident] No, we don't leave. We stand and we kick royal butt. Trust me, if you beastsssss can bake a two-cheese lasagna, you can beat Dargis.

Preston: Well, do you have a plan, Garfield?

Garfield: Tell you what. For the duration of this battle I would prefer to be called "G-Cat". And *we*...

[indicating Prince]

Garfield: ... have *two* plans.

Prince: [realizing] Oh teamwork.

Jon Arbuckle: Garfield? Odie, wh-wh-what are you doing here?

Prince: Garfield? What the devil is a garfield?

Prince: [after falling out of hotel window] Sore bottom, a little disorientated, but undeterred!

[Prince is handed a plate of lasagna]

Prince: Good Lord! What gruel is this?

Jon Arbuckle: [dries Prince with a towel] Mr. and Mrs. Jon Arbuckle... Liz Arbuckle... Elizabeth Arbuckle.

Prince: Listen, you dolt. There's been a coup d'etat. Attempted murder most foul. I am Prince XII of Carlyle.

[smoothens fur]

Prince: [to Odie] You there, with the wise and thoughtful look. Hello. Convince this man there's been a mix-up.

Jon Arbuckle: [comes out of the bathroom with a blow-dryer] Garfield, I want you to be at my wedding party.

Prince: Wedding party?

Jon Arbuckle: Think you can hold a basket of flowers in your mouth?

Prince: Enough with the frooming, you dunce. My subjects face mortal jeopardy.

[gets off the bed]

Prince: [to Odie] Dog, approach.

[Odie approaches Prince]

Prince: We must plan my escape, and I'm relying on your expedience and cunning.

[Odie begins chasing his tail]

Prince: [sighs] Okey-dokey, new plan.

Prince: Please sir may i have some more?

Prince: Oh well. Back to sleep.

Prince: [holding up lasagna plate] Please sir. May I have some more?

[gives big eyes]

Prince: I shall spend the rest of my life in mourning for her.

King: [to prince] Why won't you talk?

Prince: [Smitten by Cinderella] I can't.

King: [to Cinderella] Don't believe him, he can talk! He talks very well. He even recites poetry.

Cinderella: I have to go!

Prince: [Blocking her way] No, please don't! I've been thinking it over and I've decided that after the ice-cream was served, I'd tell you that I was in love with you.

Prince: [dancing with her] What? What is it?

Belle: [smiles] How would you feel about growing a beard?

[He smirks and growls. They laugh]

Lumière: Oh, my prince!

Prince: Hello, old friend.

[hugging Lumiere]

Lumière: It's so good to see you!

Plumette: You saved our lives, mademoiselle.

Chip: Belle, It's me! It's Chip!

[he hugs Belle]