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Bastian's Father: I got a call from your math teacher, yesterday. She says that you were drawing horses in your math book.
Bastian: Unicorns. They were unicorns.
Bastian's Father: What?
Bastian: Nothing.

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Mr. Koreander: The video arcade is down the street. Here we just sell small rectangular objects. They're called books. They require a little effort on your part, and make no bee-bee-bee-bee-beeps. On your way please.

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Rock Biter: A hole would be something. No, it was nothing.

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Atreyu: If you don't tell me, and the Nothing keeps coming, you will die too, both of you!
Morla, the Ancient One: Die? Now that, at least, would be *something*.

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Atreyu: You've already brought me the entire 10000 miles?
Falcor: No, only 9891.

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Atreyu: Do you suppose the Ivory Tower is still standing?
Falcor: Let's hope so, Atreyu, let's hope so.

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Bastian: What is that?
The Childlike Empress: One grain of sand. It is all that remains of my vast empire.
Bastian: Fantasia has totally disappeared?
The Childlike Empress: Yes.
Bastian: Then, everything's been in vain.
The Childlike Empress: No, it hasn't.

Fantasia can arise anew, from your dreams and wishes, Bastian.

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Rock Biter: We can't wait for a snail. Can I carry you?
Teeny Weeny: Don't worry, it's a racing snail!
Rock Biter: Oh but, but, we can't even wait for a racing snail.
Teeny Weeny: Tally ho!
Rock Biter: Hey, it really is a racing snail!
Night Hob: Nobody gives a

hoot about me and my stupid bat.

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Urgl: I like that, the patient telling the doctor it's all right. It has to hurt if it's to heal.

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Atreyu: I came here to find the Southern Oracle.
Engywook: Oooh!
Urgl: Here we go again.
Engywook: You've come to the right place my boy. I am somewhat of an expert on the Southern Oracle.
Urgl: [mimicking Engywook] It's my scientific specie-ality.
Engywook: It's

my scientific specie-ality.
Urgl: Why don't you- sit down and be quiet for once?
Engywook: You keep quiet, wench! It's now my turn.

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Urgl: There's no fool like an old fool!

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Atreyu: Is that the Southern Oracle?
Engywook: No, it's the first of the two gates you must pass through before you reach the Southern Oracle, and get me the final information for my book! Of course, most people don't get that far...

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Rock Biter: A delicious-looking limestone rock. Mmm! Mmm! Nice bouquet. Must be a real vintage year.
Night Hob: [laughs nervously] Yes, you're right. Those delicious rocks are the reason we camped here, all right.
Night Hob: [to Teeny Weeny] Is he a nutcase?
Teeny Weeny: No, he's a Rock Biter.

Night Hob: A Rock Biter... A Rock Biter!

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Engywook: Here comes one that *looks* fancy! Let's see what he REALLY thinks of himself! Go on, scared cat!

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Rock Biter: Where-where-where I come from in the North, we used to have exquisite gourmet rocks. Only now... now, they're all gone.
Night Hob: I know how it happened.
Rock Biter: Oh, I - I *swear* it wasn't me!
Night Hob: Oh, heck, no!

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Engywook: The Sphinxes eyes stay closed, until someone who does not feel his own worth tries to pass by.

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Engywook: Get out of my sight, wench, you're disturbing my scientific work!
Urgl: You and your scientific work!

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Engywook: Listen, boy - next time, let me see what happens! It's *my* telescope!

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Bastian's Father: Good morning, Bastian.
Bastian: [trying to get the lid off of a jar] Morning, Dad. I had another dream, Dad, about Mom.

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The Southern Oracle: If you want to save our world, you must hurry. We don't know how much longer we can withstand the nothing.