National Treasure: Book of Secrets Quotes

Patrick Gates: [after being told the clues] The resolute desk. *The* resolute desk? The President's desk?
Riley Poole: [nervously] The President? Which President? Our President?
Abigail Chase: [sighing] Unfortunately, yes.
Riley Poole: [still nervous] But that means, so we have to... the White House?

Ben Gates: The Oval Office, to be exact.
Patrick Gates: [beat] Why would I overreact to that?

Ben Gates: [thoughtful, looks at his hand] Surrender your hand to the heart of the warrior...
[prepares to stick his hand in]
Emily Appleton: Wait, Ben, this could be a horrible trap.
[to Patrick]
Emily Appleton: Tell him this could be a horrible trap.
Patrick Gates: This could be a horrible

trap.
Ben Gates: [sticks his hand in slowly and then screams. Starts laughing] I'm- I am sorry. I couldn't resist.
[Abigail pushes him]

Ben Gates: [Riley comes walking home] Where's the Ferrari?
Riley Poole: IRS impounded it.
Ben Gates: The IRS?
Riley Poole: Funny story. My accountant set up a corporation on an island that didn't exist and assured me that that's how rich people do it. Then I got audited and slapped with a huge fine plus

interest! Wanna know what taxes are on five millions dollars? Six million dollars. But enough about me.
[sighs]
Riley Poole: What's new with you?
Ben Gates: Well, my girlfriend kicked me out, I'm living with my dad and my family killed President Lincoln.
Riley Poole: [smiles sarcastically] Alright!
Ben

Gates: I need your help.

Riley Poole: Mitch, we gotta be on the other side of that door!
Mitch Wilkinson: Nobody leaves unless I say so! That doors not going to stay open by itself. We both know what has to happen here Ben.
Ben Gates: One of us keeps the door open, and stays behind.
Riley Poole: I vote Mitch!
Mitch

Wilkinson: This isn't a democracy.
[Mitch punches Ben and Riley in the face then holds a knife to Abigails' throat]
Ben Gates: Wait! Stop! I'll stay!

Riley Poole: [while disarming the security systems] Now I know I'll probably regret asking this, but what happened with you and Abigail?
Ben Gates: I don't know, you know? I don't know. She started using the word "so" alot.
Riley Poole: So?
Ben Gates: [continues] Yeah, like "so, I guess my opinion doesn't

matter", "so, you seem to always know what's best", "SO, I guess I'm invisible" and now I've moved out, and we're dividing the furniture.
Riley Poole: [finishes the deactivation] Women. Can't live with 'em, especially if they change the alarm codes.

Riley Poole: [after narrowly escaping capture at the Library of Congress] That did not turn out the way it was supposed to!
Abigail Chase: How'd they find us so quick?
Riley Poole: I'll tell you how! The president's a tattletale!
Ben Gates: Sadusky, he was there. He knows more about the book than I thought.

Abigail Chase: How did the President feel about being kidnapped?
Ben Gates: He was okay.

Abigail Chase: [encountering Ben on her way up the stairs] Ben.
Ben Gates: Abigail.
Riley Poole: [in a bathroom] Abigail? What's she doing here?
Ben Gates: What are you doing here?
Abigail Chase: You're dad called me. He said your next clue was here.
Riley Poole:

She's really there?
Abigail Chase: Look, Ben...
Riley Poole: Drop her. Lose her.
Abigail Chase: I want to help.
Ben Gates: Well, that's very nice, but it's kind off a bad time right now.
Abigail Chase: A bad time, right now?
Ben Gates: It's a bad time.

Abigail Chase: Okay, I-I just flew all the way to London to offer my help, and you don't need it?
Ben Gates: You're the one that's making a scene right now.
Abigail Chase: I- I'm not making a scene right now!
Riley Poole: No, we want to make a scene.
Ben Gates: WELL, THEN FINE! IF

THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT, THEN LET'S HAVE IT OUT RIGHT NOW!
Riley Poole: Ah, so subtle.
Abigail Chase: [barely audible] Ben, what are you...?
Ben Gates: OH, LET ME GUESS! IT'S THE WRONG TIME! IT'S THE WRONG PLACE! I'M WRONG AGAIN!
[stompping down the stairs]
Ben Gates: WRONG ABOUT US! WRONG ABOUT

THOMAS GATES! WRONG THAT YOU'D LIKE THE QUEEN ANNE CHAIR!
Abigail Chase: You're wrong to assume I'd like the chair!
Ben Gates: [to a bunch of bystanders on the staircase] You see? You see? Everyone listen to this. This is more interesting than that. She thinks that even when I'm right, I'm wrong, isn't that right? Abigail, just because I answer a

question quickly, doesn't make it wrong.
Abigail Chase: Not if the right answer is something we need to figure out as a couple. That's what couples do.
Palace Guard Sholder: [the noise has attracted a security guard] Sir. You and your missus, take it outside.
Ben Gates: Oh, now look what you've done. You've brought the little

bobbies down on us. You take the missus outside. I'm staying right here.
[rides down the banister like a kid and is stopped by another guard]
Palace Guard Haggis: Good afternoon, sir.
Ben Gates: [in British accent] 'Ello.
Palace Guard Haggis: [smelling alcohol on Ben] Been drinking, have we?
Ben

Gates: Just a nip. Popped down to the pub for a pint. But of all right. Going to arrest a man for that? Going to detain a blighter for enjoying his whiskey?
Palace Guard Haggis: That's enough, sir.
Ben Gates: Bangers and mash. Bubbles and squeak. Smoke eel pipe.
Palace Guard Haggis: Sir.
Ben

Gates: HAGGIS!
Palace Guard Haggis: That's it! Dismount the banister!
Ben Gates: [shouting, singing] I've got a bunch of lovely coconuts! Here they, are standing in a row! Small ones, big ones, some as big as your head!
Riley Poole: That was brilliant.

Abigail Chase: [Mitch is calling Abigail on her cell phone] It's him.
Riley Poole: You have his number on speed dial?
Abigail Chase: Oh, shut...
Ben Gates: [answering Abigail's phone] Mitch, this has got to end before someone gets hurt.
Mitch Wilkinson: Just give me what you got at

Buckhingham Palace, it won't be necessary.
Ben Gates: Tell that to my father.