100 QUOTES - Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1

That treacherous little bleeder. Is there no one we can trust?

Harry doesn't want to talk to us right now. He's just too polite to say so.

I'm always mad at him.

I believe you're familiar with this particular brew.

Can I help it if Mad Eye fell of his broom?

They were on us right from the start, Molly. We didn't stand a chance.

Where am I supposed to find a tent?

You filthy Mudblood! Death eaters are coming..Ah, blood traitor, Weasley.

What happened to you ugly? No, not you.

"My lord"? I require your wand.

But I think that's why Dumbledore left it to me. The Deluminator. I think he knew that somehow I'd need it to find my way back, and she'd lead me.

Your ministry...remains...strong.

I've been told he's been given every manner of protection possible. Once there, it will be impractical to attack him.

Don't ever let me give you a haircut again.

The ministry has fallen. The minister of magic...is dead. They are coming. They are coming.

Mooorning.

W-well, it's the sign of the Deathly Hallows, of course.

And, in any event, the current whereabouts of the sword are unknown...The sword is missing.

You're lying, Dolores. And one mustn't tell lies.

It seems silly, doesn't it, a wedding? Given everything that's going on.

Mad Eye's dead.

Cattermole. It's still raining inside my office. That's two days now.

Oh, my god. What am I gonna do? My wife's all alone downstairs.

Liar!

Bill, look away. I'm hideous.

Meet me at the top of the stairs in 10 seconds.

"Harry is the best hope we have. Trust him."

I have seen your heart and it is mine. I have seen your dreams, Ronald Weasley, and I have seen your fears.

He could smell it, my perfume.

Yeah, he's absolutely gorgeous. What say we get undercover before someone murders him?

Albert, aren't you getting out?

Now, we won't be forgetting who actually caught him, I hope, Mr. Malfoy.

And you? Are you coming, or are you staying?

Engorgio. Reducio!

I brought you here 16 years ago when you were no bigger than a bowtruckle.

Such a beautiful place...to be with friends.

Have a lot of experiences with that, do you, Mad Eye? Just trying to diffuse the tension.

Ah. That'll be the books.

There I was, flogging me wares, in Diagon Alley, when some ministry hag comes up and asks to see me license.

By the way, these jeans, not my favorite.

It sets my teeth on edge. What's he expecting to hear, good news?

Saint-like. I'm holy. I'm holey.

My father will hear about this.

The whole wide world of ear-related humor and you go for "I'm holy." That's pathetic.

One hears many things, my lord. Wether the truth is among them is not clear.

There. Now he could be sleeping.

"There were once three brothers...who were traveling along a lonely, winding road at twilight."

Uh, gnome saliva is very beneficial.

I want to bury him...properly...without magic.

You're a thief, dung. Everyone knows it.

Harry, there's someone watching us...by the church.

I'm not drinking any more of that stuff, hot or cold.

You've been spying on us, have you?

That's a curious thing to keep in your sock.

My lord. I'd like to volunteer myself for this task. I want to kill the boy.

I-I still don't understand why we have to leave.

Have you tried an umbrella.

Probably Mad Eye's idea...case Snape decided to come snooping.

You're lying. Wands only choose witches and you are not a witch.

This is a false trail.

I appreciate the thought, but, really, given the fact that we were almost killed by a couple of death eaters a few minutes ago...

Nip it, Mundungus!

Owe it all to a werewolf name of Greyback. Hope to repay the favor one day.

Master Weasley...so good to see you again.

Yeah. Imagine if something went wrong and we ended up a scrawny, specky git forever.

Hey, losers...he isn't here.

Tonight's not the night, mate. We'd only be doing him a favor.

I've interrupted a deep thought, haven't I? I can see it growing smaller in your eyes.

Just remember, Fleur. Bill takes his steaks on the raw side now.

There's no way out of here. We've tried everything. It's enchanted.

Harry, your eyesight really is awful.

Hello, beautiful. Well, don't hang about! Snatch em!

How dare you take a witch's wand?! How dare you defy your masters?!

Are you mad?! A-a Grindylow.

Bleeding bow and all.

Shut up. Get back. You. Goblin. Come with me.

And how is it that you just happen to have the sword of Gryffindor?

Oh, of course not. I only just destroyed a bloody Horcrux. Why would that change anything?

Yes, it's all very touching. Let's go!

I'd say if we don't locate Umbridge within the hour, we go find Ron and come back another day.

Spoken like a true politician.

You dare to talk to me like that in my own house?!

But know this, you have nothing to fear...if you have nothing to hide.

Take it off! I said take it off, now.

This is Dolohov. I recognize him from the wanted posters.

It was a boy. It was he who took it. I never saw it again. I swear on my life.

Well, just keep talking about that little ball of light touching your heart... and she'll come round.

What's wrong with his face?

Deserves that. Brilliant, he was. I wouldn't be standing here without him.

Technically, I've been coerced.

Bloody hell. What's the minister of magic doing here.

Try "Finite Incantatem."

I heard differently my Lord.

Together, they make the Deathly Hallows. Together, they make one master of Death.

I want to have a little conversation with this one. Girl-to-girl!

A monstrous betrayal.

The Elder Wand lies with him, of course. Buried in the earth. Dumbledore.

This is completely mental.

We flush ourselves in. That's bloody disgusting.

Never mind why he's got my wand!