Susan Pevensie Quotes in The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian (2008)

Lucy Pevensie: I was so tall.

Susan Pevensie: You were older then.

Edmund Pevensie: As opposed to hundreds of years later... when you're younger.

[the Pevensies are preparing to leave Narnia]

Prince Caspian: I wish we could have had more time together.

Susan Pevensie: We never would have worked, anyway.

Prince Caspian: Why not?

Susan Pevensie: Well, I am 1300 years older than you.

Prince Caspian: [Caspian and Peter begin a swordfight. Peter's sword gets stuck in a tree, so he attempts to pick up a rock to hit Caspian]

Lucy Pevensie: No! Stop!

Peter Pevensie: [after seeing the Narnians gathering around] Prince Caspian?

Prince Caspian: Yes. And who are you?

[Susan and Edmund run over]

Susan Pevensie: Peter!

Prince Caspian: High King Peter?

Peter Pevensie: I believe you called.

Prince Caspian: Yes, but... I thought you'd be... older.

Peter Pevensie: Well if you like, we can come back in a few years.

Prince Caspian: No! No, it's alright! You're not exactly what I expected.

Prince Caspian: [locks eyes with Susan]

Edmund Pevensie: Neither are you.

Lucy Pevensie: I wonder who lived here.

Susan Pevensie: [picks up a small gold statue] I think we did.

Edmund Pevensie: Hey, that's mine! From my chess set!

Peter Pevensie: Which chess set?

Edmund Pevensie: Well, I didn't exactly have a solid gold chess set in Finchley, did I?

[Edmund has helped Peter out of a fight in the English subway]

Edmund Pevensie: You're welcome.

Peter Pevensie: [Peter stands up] I had it sorted.

Susan Pevensie: What was it this time?

Peter Pevensie: He bumped me.

Lucy Pevensie: So you hit him?

Peter Pevensie: No, after he bumped me, they tried to make me apologize. That's when I hit him.

Susan Pevensie: Really, is it that hard to just walk away?

Peter Pevensie: I shouldn't have to! I mean, don't you ever get tired of being treated like a kid?

Edmund Pevensie: We are kids!

Peter Pevensie: Well, I wasn't always.

Peter Pevensie: High King Peter the Magnificent.

Susan Pevensie: [to Peter] You probably could have left off the last bit.

Trumpkin: [chuckling] Probably.

Prince Caspian: [offers Susan the horn] Look. Maybe it is time you had this back.

Susan Pevensie: Why don't you hold on to it. You might need to call me again.

Lucy Pevensie: [riding away with Susan] You might need to call me again?

Susan Pevensie: Oh, shut up.

[after Lucy is nearly attacked by a bear]

Susan Pevensie: Why wouldn't he stop?

Trumpkin: I suspect he was hungry.

Lucy Pevensie: Thanks.

Edmund Pevensie: He was wild.

Peter Pevensie: I don't think he could talk at all.

Trumpkin: You get treated like a dumb animal long enough, that's what you become. You may find Narnia a more savage place than you remember.

Susan Pevensie: [referring to Peter] I wish he'd just listened to the D.L.F. in the first place!

Edmund Pevensie: D.L.F.?

Lucy Pevensie: Dear Little Friend.

Trumpkin: Oh... that's not at all patronizing, is it?

Peter Pevensie: So, where exactly do you think you saw Aslan?

Lucy Pevensie: [turns to him] I wish you'd all stop trying to sound like grown-ups. I don't think I saw him, I did see him.

Trumpkin: [mutters] I *am* a grown-up.

Lucy Pevensie: It was right over...

[screams as she falls]

Susan Pevensie: Lucy!

Lucy Pevensie: [looks up at everyone] ... here.

[after Edmund bests Trumpkin in a sword fight]

Trumpkin: Beards and bedsteads! It looks like that horn worked after all.

Susan Pevensie: What horn?

Prince Caspian: [gives Susan her horn back] Maybe it's time you had this back.

Susan Pevensie: [gives the horn back] Why don't you hold on to it - you might need to call me again.

[a pause while Susan and Caspian exchange a long glance]

Lucy Pevensie: [quoting Susan as they ride off] "You might need to call me again"?

Susan Pevensie: Oh, shut up.

Susan Pevensie: Oh no! Pretend you're talking to me!

Edmund Pevensie: We *are* talking to you.

Susan Pevensie: [aiming her bow and arrow at the Telmarines who have Trumpkin tied up in their boat] Drop him!

[They toss Trumpkin in the water. Susan shoots one Telmarine and he falls overboard; the other leaps over the side and swims away]

Trumpkin: [to Susan, after being rescued] Drop him? That's the best you can come up with?

Geeky Boy: What's your name?

Susan Pevensie: Phyllis.

Lucy Pevensie: Susan!

Lucy Pevensie: What happened?

Peter Pevensie: Ask him.

Susan Pevensie: Peter!

Prince Caspian: Me? You could have called it off, there was still time.

Peter Pevensie: No, there wasn't, thanks to you. If you had kept to the plan, those soldiers might be alive right now.

Prince Caspian: And if you just had stayed here, as I suggested, they definitely would be!

Peter Pevensie: You called us, remember?

Prince Caspian: My first mistake.

Peter Pevensie: No. Your first mistake was thinking you could lead these people.

[turns around and begins to walk off]

Prince Caspian: Hey!

[Peter turns to look at him]

Prince Caspian: I am not the one who abandoned Narnia.

Peter Pevensie: You invaded Narnia. You have no more right leading than Miraz does.

[Caspian pushes past Peter]

Peter Pevensie: You, him, your father! Narnia's better off without the lot of you!

[Caspian and Peter draw swords, intending to attack each other]

Lucy Pevensie: [holding up one of her old dresses] I was so tall.

Susan Pevensie: Well, you were older then.

Edmund Pevensie: As opposed to hundreds of years later, when you're younger.

Susan Pevensie: You see, over time the water erodes into the soil, then...

Peter Pevensie: Oh, shut up.

Susan Pevensie: Who exactly are you doing this for, Peter?

Susan Pevensie: [about Lucy] She thinks she's found a magical land... In the upstairs wardrobe.

Professor Kirke: [eyes widening, he rushes to the children] What did you say?

Peter Pevensie: Um, the wardrobe. Upstairs. Lucy thinks she's found a forest inside.

Susan Pevensie: She won't stop going on about it.

Professor Kirke: What was it like?

Susan Pevensie: Like talking to a lunatic.

Professor Kirke: No, no, no. Not her, the forest!

Susan Pevensie: [stares] You're not saying you believe her?

Professor Kirke: You don't?

Susan Pevensie: But, of course not. I mean, logically it's impossible.

Professor Kirke: What do they teach in schools these days?

Mr. Beaver: When Adam's Flesh and Adam's bone sits at Cair Paravel in throne, the evil time will be over and done.

Susan Pevensie: You know that doesn't really rhyme.

Susan Pevensie: Gastrovascular... Come on, Peter. Gastrovascular.

Peter Pevensie: Is it Latin?

Susan Pevensie: Yes.

Edmund Pevensie: Is it Latin for "worst game ever invented"?

[Susan shuts her dictionary]

Lucy Pevensie: We could play hide and seek?

Peter Pevensie: But, we're already having so much fun.

[looks at Susan]

Susan Pevensie: Why are they all staring at us?

Lucy Pevensie: Maybe they think you look funny.

Professor Kirke: You seem to have upset the delicate internal balance of my housekeeper.

Peter Pevensie: We're very sorry, sir, it won't happen again.

Susan Pevensie: It's our sister, sir. Lucy.

Professor Kirke: The weeping girl?

Susan Pevensie: Yes, sir. She's upset.

Professor Kirke: Hence the weeping.

Peter Pevensie: He said he knows the faun.

Susan Pevensie: He's a beaver, he shouldn't be saying anything!

Lucy Pevensie: It's all right! I'm back! I'm all right!

Edmund Pevensie: Shut up! He's coming!

Peter Pevensie: You know, I'm not sure you two have quite got the idea of this game.

Lucy Pevensie: Weren't you wondering where I was?

Edmund Pevensie: That's the point. That was why he was seeking you!

Susan Pevensie: Does this mean I win?

Peter Pevensie: I don't think Lucy wants to play anymore.

Lucy Pevensie: The sheets feel scratchy.

Susan Pevensie: Wars don't last forever, Lucy. We'll be home soon.

Edmund Pevensie: Yeah. If home is still there

Susan Pevensie: Isn't it time you're in bed?

Edmund Pevensie: [to Susan] Yes mum!

Peter Pevensie: Ed! You saw the outside. This place is huge. We can do whatever we want here. Tomorrow's gonna be great. Really.

Mrs. Beaver: It's the world, dear. Did you expect it to be small?

Susan Pevensie: Smaller.

Susan Pevensie: I'm just trying to be realistic!

Peter Pevensie: No, you're trying to be smart, as usual!

Susan Pevensie: The professor knew we were coming.

Edmund Pevensie: Perhaps we've been incorrectly labeled.

Susan Pevensie: [to Peter] Look, just because some man in a red coat hands you a sword it doesn't make you a hero!

Susan Pevensie: Do you think we'll need jam?

Peter Pevensie: Only if the Witch serves toast!

Peter Pevensie: Maybe we could call to the police.

Susan Pevensie: [waving Maugrim's parchment] These ARE the police!

Susan Pevensie: Besides, we could all use the fresh air.

Edmund Pevensie: It's not like there isn't air inside.

Peter Pevensie: I think you've made a mistake. We're not heroes!

Susan Pevensie: We're from Finchley!

[Susan enters Narnia for the first time]

Susan Pevensie: Impossible!

Susan Pevensie: Thank you for your hospitality, but we really have to go.

Mr. Beaver: Oh, you can't just leave.

Lucy Pevensie: He's right. We have to help Mr. Tumnus.

Susan Pevensie: Did that bird just "pssst" us?