Emmet: President Business is going to end the world? But he's such a good guy! And Octan, they make good stuff: music, dairy products, coffee, TV shows, surveillance systems, all history books, voting machines... wait a minute!
Bad Cop: You were found at the construction site convulsing with a strange piece.
Emmet: That's disgusting!
Shaq: Y'all ready for this?
Shaq: Oh no! They were ready for that.
Unikitty: Business, business, business. Numbers. Is this thing working?
Robot: Yes.
Unikitty: Yeah!
Bad Cop: Get off my train.
TV Presenter: We now return to "Where Are My Pants?"
"Where are my pants?" guy: Honey? Where are my paaaaaaaants?
Unikitty: Marry a marshmallow.
Batman: This is not how Batman dies.
Batman: Bruce Wayne? Uh... who's that? Sounds like a cool guy.
Emmet: Oh my G-O-S-H!
Emmet: I think I heard a whoosh.
Batman: Guess what, you big dumb baby? Your car is a baby carriage.
Vitruvius: These mechanical birds will get our message out. They will go to an internet cafe and e-mail the remaining Master Builders, who will meet us in the secret realm of Cloud Cuckoo Land.
[haphazardly throws the birds out of the window]
Unikitty: You need to be more friendly!
Emmet: Wildstyle, you're such an amazing person. And, you know, if Batman can't see that then he's just , well, he's just as blind as a guy whose eyes stopped working.
President Business: Hey, not so special anymore, huh? Well guess what? No one ever told me I was special! I never got a trophy just for showing up! I'm not some special little snowflake! No! But as unspecial as I am, you are a thousand-billion times more unspecial than me!
Emmet: Ahhhh! I wanna go home!
Emmet: This is not what I meant!
