Scipio Quotes in The Thief Lord (2006)

Scipio: Now tell me, what did you steal? Money, jewels? Are you lock-pickers? Purse-pickers?- Pocket-pickers?

Prosper: We're not thieves.

Scipio: Do you know what happens here after dark? Things little eyes should never, ever see.

Bo: We're not scared.

Scipio: Not scared? Well, aren't you the little tiger? RAWR!

Scipio: You're not a grown-up, are you? Only some of them are very small. You wouldn't be trying to trick me on my own turf, would you?

Bo: I'm six and a quarter.

Scipio: [Removes mask and smiles] That makes you a VIP.

Scipio: Nothing's safe from the Thief Lord.

Scipio: Bigger money equals bigger plans -

[looking at Bo]

Scipio: and bigger cakes to buy.

Conte: One should not wear a mask in church any more than a hat.

Scipio: One should not plan a thief in a confessional, and that's what we're here for, right?

Scipio: Perhaps you're a tourist.

[slowly]

Scipio: Where - are - you - visiting - from?

Victor: I'm an Eskimo, can't you tell?

Scipio: Really? That is fascinating.

Prosper: You better go home, Scipio. The others are angry. They don't understand what you've done.

Scipio: Are you angry? Do you understand?

Prosper: [pauses and Scipio looks down sadly] I'm trying.

Contessa: How old are you? Fourteen, fifteen?

Scipio: With this money, I can be any age I want. I won't have to be a child any longer.

Contessa: Did you hear that, Renzo? He no longer wants to be a child!

Conte: Nature will soon grant him his wish.

Conte: [now a child; about the merry-go-round] I only just managed to dismount in time.

Scipio: Uh, looks like you went a bit too far.

[exchanges glances with Prosper]

Conte: The only visitor we allow to come here is Barbarossa.

Scipio: Does he know about the merry-go-round?

Conte: Good heavens, no. He'd immediately start selling tickets at ten-thousand apiece.

Prosper: What you do is your choice. But I can't do this.

Scipio: What about Bo? Think how happy he'd be

Prosper: Bo wants me as a brother, not a father.

Barbarossa: [now a child] Look at what's happened to me! I'm a respected man!

Scipio: Can I at least recommend a better tailor?

Scipio: [about child Barbarossa] Sorry I had to bring him here, Ida. He's afraid of the dark. He didn't want to stay in his shop on his own.

Victor: [Scipio is now grown up] And you - I've heard of growths spurts, but this is ridiculous. I mean, what are you - your own older brother? Or the winner of a Thief Lord look-a-like competition or what?

Scipio: How about your new assistant?

Scipio: I'll put it in bank accounts for each of you.

Riccio: Bank accounts? What next, my midlife crisis?

Scipio: [about a revamped boat] It looks about as sea-worthy as a rubber duck.

Scipio: I expect you to behave.

Riccio: Hey, that's a laugh coming from you, Thief Lord.

Scipio: Everything's ship shape and Bristol fashion with your false beard now.

Scipio: Stubble!

Scipio: What's the matter?

Prosper: I'm scared.

Scipio: Of what?

Prosper: Of guns.

Scipio: [to Victor, who is trying to re-adjust his fake beard] Everything ship-shape and Bristol-fashion with your *false-beard* there?

Scipio: Father, I think the cat's sick...