Daniel Radcliffe: Harry Potter
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[Professor McGonagall demonstrates a waltz with Ron as her partner]
Professor McGonagall : One-two-three, one-two-three...
Harry : [aside] You're never gonna let him forget this, are you?
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Ron : There's no one like Krum! He's like a bird the way he rides the wind! He's more than an athlete! He's an artist.
Ginny : I think you're in love, Ron.
Ron : Shut up!
George : [grabs one of Ron's hands and begins singing] Victor, I love you!
Fred : [grabs Ron's other hand] Victor, I do!
George , Fred , Harry : When we're apart my heart beats only for you!
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Ginny : [helping a speechless and queasy looking Ron into the common room] It's ok, Ron. It's alright. It doesn't matter.
Harry : What happened to you?
Ginny : He just asked Fleur Delacour out.
Hermione : What?
Harry : What did she say?
Hermione : No, of course.
[Ron shakes his head in pained embarrassment]
Hermione : She said yes?
Ron : Don't be silly. There she was, just walking by... you know how I like it when they walk... I couldn't help it... it just sort of slipped out!
Ginny : Actually, he sort of screamed at her. It was a bit frightening.
Harry : What did you do then?
Ron : What else? I ran for it!
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Arthur Weasley : Get out of the kitchen, Ron! Everybody's hungry!
George , Fred : [together] Yeah, get out of the kitchen, Ron!
Arthur Weasley : [to the twins] Feet off the table!
George , Fred : [together] Feet off the table!
[put feet back on the table]
Harry : [admiring the interior of the tent] I love magic.
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Ron : [discussing inviting dates to the Yule Ball] This is mad! At this rate, we'll be the only ones in our year without dates! Well, us and Neville.
Harry : [laughing] Yeah, but then again he could take himself.
Hermione : It might interest you to know that Neville's already got someone.
Ron : What? Now I'm really depressed. Oi, Hermione... you're a girl.
Hermione : [haughtily] Very well spotted.
Ron : Come with one of us! It's one thing for a bloke to show up alone, but for a girl it's just sad.
Hermione : [angrily] I won't be going alone, because believe it or not, someone's asked me! And I said yes!
[exits]
Ron : Bloody hell. She's lying, right?
Harry : If you say so.
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Ron : Do you think we'll ever just have a quiet year at Hogwarts?
Ron : Yeah, didn't think so. Oh well, what's life without a few dragons?
Hermione : Everything's going to change now, isn't it?
Harry : Yes.
Hermione : Promise you'll write this summer, both of you.
Ron : Oh, I won't. You know I won't.
Hermione : Harry will, won't you?
Harry : Yeah, every week.
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Ron : Oh look, Mum's sent me something.
[pulls some frilly robes from the package]
Ron : Mum sent me a dress!
Harry : Well, it does match your eyes. Is there a bonnet?
[pulls out more lace]
Harry : Ah ha!
Ron : Nose down, Harry. Ginny, this must be for you.
Ginny : I'm not wearing that, it's ghastly.
Hermione : [laughing] They're not for Ginny, they're for you. Dress robes.
Ron : Dress robes? For what?
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[after Harry almost dies in the First Task]
Ron : I reckon you'd have to be barking mad to put your own name in the Goblet of Fire.
Harry : [coldly] Caught on, have you? Took you long enough.
Ron : I wasn't the only one who thought you'd done it. Everyone was saying it behind your back.
Harry : [sarcastically] Brilliant. That makes me feel loads better.
Ron : At least I warned you about the dragons.
Harry : Hagrid warned me about the dragons.
Ron : No, I did! Don't you remember? I told Hermione to tell you that Seamus told me that Parvati told Dean that Hagrid was looking for you! Seamus never actually told me anything, so it was really me all along. I thought we'd be alright, you know, after you figured that out.
Harry : Who... who could possibly figure that out? It's completely mental.
Ron : Yeah... it is, isn't it. I suppose I was a bit distraught.
Harry : [smiles weakly]
Hermione : [in disbelief] Boys!
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Harry : [after being Portkeyed away from the maze during the Third Task Harry suddenly realizes where they are] Cedric, we have to get back to the cup. NOW.
Cedric Diggory : What are you talking about?
Harry : [Flames burst beneath a huge stone cauldron as the door to a nearby house opens, revealing someone carrying a blanket-wrapped bundle. Harry drops to his knees, clutching his scar in agony] AAAAAGH!
Cedric Diggory : Harry, what is it?
Harry : Get back to the cup!
Cedric Diggory : [Cedric stands up, wand at the ready to defend both himself and Harry] Who are you? What do you want?
Voldemort : Kill the spare!
Peter Pettigrew : AVADA KEDAVRA!
Harry : NO! CEDRIC!
[Harry can only watch as Cedric is blasted off his feet and hits the ground behind him, dead]
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Hermione : Harry, you told me you'd figured that egg out weeks ago! The task is two days from now!
Harry : [sarcastically] Really? I had no idea. I suppose Viktor's already figured it out.
Hermione : Wouldn't know. We don't actually talk about the tournament. Actually, we don't really talk at all. Viktor's more of a physical being.
[Harry laughs and Hermione blushes]
Hermione : I just mean he's not particularly loquacious. Mostly, he watches me study. It's a bit annoying, actually. You are trying to figure this egg out, aren't you?
Harry : What's that supposed to mean?
Hermione : It just means these tasks are designed to test you. In the most brutal way, they're almost cruel. And... I'm scared for you. You got by the dragons mostly on nerve. I'm not sure it's going to be enough this time.
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Hermione : Ronald would like me to tell you that Seamus told him that Dean was told by Parvarti that Hagrid's looking for you.
Harry : Is that right? Well... what?
Hermione : Uh... Dean was told by Parvarti... please don't ask me to say it again. Hagrid's looking for you.
Harry : Well you can tell Ronald...
Hermione : I'm not an owl!
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Rita Skeeter : This is cozy.
Harry : It's a broom cupboard.
Rita Skeeter : Well you should feel right at home, then.
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Malfoy : Why so tense, Potter? My father and I have a bet, you see. I don't think you're going to last ten minutes in this tournament. He disagrees. He thinks you won't last five!
[laughs]
Harry : [enraged] I don't give a damn what your father thinks, Malfoy! He's vile and cruel, and you're just pathetic!
Malfoy : Pathetic?
[draws his wand]
Professor Moody : OH NO, YOU DON'T, SONNY!
[transifgures Malfoy into a ferret]
Professor Moody : I'll teach you to curse someone when their back is turned!
[proceeds to flick the ferret up and down]
Professor Moody : You stinking, cowardly, scummy...
Professor McGonagall : [running up to Professor Moody] Professor Moody!
Professor Moody : Back-shooting...
Professor McGonagall : Wha- What are you doing?
Professor Moody : Teaching.
Professor McGonagall : Is that a- Is that a student?
Professor Moody : Technically, it's a ferret.
[dumps the ferret down Crabbe's trousers]
Gregory Goyle : Stand still! Stand still!
[Attempts to remove the ferret from Crabbe's trousers, only to be bitten. Moody turns and winks at a Harry, who is laughing gleefully. The ferret crawls out of Crabbe's trousers, and McGonagall turns Malfoy back into his normal human self]
Malfoy : [standing up] My father will hear about this!
Professor Moody : Is that a threat?
[Malfoy turns and runs]
Professor McGonagall : Professor Moody...
Professor Moody : IS THAT A THREAT?
Professor McGonagall : Professor...
Professor Moody : I CAN TELL YOU STORIES ABOUT YOUR FATHER THAT'LL CURL EVEN YOUR GREASY HAIR, BOY!
Professor McGonagall : Alastor!
Professor Moody : IT DOESN'T END HERE!
Professor McGonagall : Alastor! We NEVER use transfiguration as a punishment! surely, Dumbledore told you that?
Professor Moody : He might've mentioned it.
Professor McGonagall : Well, you will do well to remember it.
[turns around]
Professor McGonagall : [to a group of students standing nearby] Away!
[as she walks away, Moody sticks his tongue out at her]
Professor Moody : [turns to Harry] You. Come with me.
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[from extended version]
Ron : What do you suppose is on Karkaroff's arm?
Harry : I dunno.
Hermione : Boomslang skin and Lacewing flies... you're sure those are the two ingredients Snape mentioned?
Harry : Positive, why?
Hermione : Well, he thinks we're brewing Polyjuice Potion doesn't he?
Harry : I don't care what Snape thinks, I've got bigger problems than detention. Something's coming closer.
[touches his stinging scar]
Harry : I can feel it.
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Professor Snape : Potter, what's your hurry? Congratulations. Your performance in the Black Lake was inspiring. Gilllyweed, am I correct?
Harry : Yes sir.
Professor Snape : Ingenious. A rather rare herb, Gillyweed. Not something found in your everyday garden. Nor is this.
[holds up a bottle]
Professor Snape : Know what it is?
Harry : [sarcastically] Bubble juice, sir?
Professor Snape : Veritaserum. Three drops of this and You-Know-Who himself would spill his darkest secrets. The use of it on a student is, regrettably, forbidden. However, should you ever steal from my personal stores again, my hand might just slip over your morning pumpkin juice.
Harry : I haven't stolen anything.
Professor Snape : Don't lie to me! Gillyweed may be innocuous, but Boomslang skin? Lacewing flies? You and your little friends are brewing Polyjuice Potion, and believe me; I'm going to find out why!
[shuts the door in Harry's face]
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Harry : I didn't put my name in that cup! I don't want eternal glory, I just wanna be... look, I don't know what happened tonight and I don't know why. It just did.
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Professor Moody : What was it like? What was he like?
Harry : Who?
Professor Moody : The Dark Lord. What was it like to stand in his presence?
Harry : ...I dunno... It was like I'd fallen into one of my dreams. Into one of my nightmares.
Professor Moody : Were there others? In the graveyard, were there others?
Harry : ...I don't think I said anything about a graveyard, Professor.
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Professor Moody : [mocking Hagrid] 'Marvelous creatures, Dragons, aren't they'. Do you think that miserable oaf would've sent you into the woods if I hadn't suggested it? Do you think Cedric Diggory would've told you to open the egg underwater if I hadn't told him first myself? Do you think Neville Longbottom, the witless wonder, could've provided you with Gillyweed if I hadn't given him the book that led him straight to it? HUH?
[points at his head as if to say, "Use your brain"]
Harry : It was you from the beginning! You put my name into the Goblet of Fire! You bewitched Krum!
Professor Moody : [mocking Harry] But... But... But... But...
[normal voice]
Professor Moody : You won because I made it so, Potter! You ended up in that graveyard because it was meant to be so! And now the deed is done! The blood that runs in your veins runs within the Dark Lord! Imagine how he will reward me when he learns that I have once and for all silenced the great Harry Potter!
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Rita Skeeter : So tell me, Harry. Here you sit, a mere boy of 12...
Harry : - I'm 14...
Rita Skeeter : - about to compete against three students who are not only vastly more emotionally mature than yourself, but who've mastered spells that you wouldn't attempt in your dizziest daydreams. Concerned?
Harry : I dunno, I haven't really thought about it...
Rita Skeeter : Because you're no ordinary boy of 12 are you?
Harry : 14.
Rita Skeeter : Your story's legend. Do you think it was the trauma of your past that made you so keen to enter such a dangerous tournament?
Harry : No, I didn't enter.
Rita Skeeter : Of course you didn't.
[winks]
Rita Skeeter : Everyone loves a rebel, Harry. Speaking of your parents, were they alive, how do you think they'd feel? Proud? Or concerned that your attitude shows, at best, a pathological need for attention? The worst psychotic death wish.
[Harry glances at Rita's notes]
Harry : Hey, my eyes aren't glistening with the ghosts of my past!
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Ron : What are those?
Harry : My dress robes...
Ron : Well, those're all right! No lace, no dodgy little collar...
Harry : Well, I expect yours are more traditional...
Ron : Traditional? They're ancient! I look like my great aunt Tessie!
[takes a sniff in the underarm area]
Ron : I smell like my great Aunt Tessie!
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Cedric Diggory : I realize I never really thanked you properly for tipping me off about those dragons.
Harry : Forget about it. I'm sure you would've done the same for me.
Cedric Diggory : Exactly. You know the Prefects' bathroom on the fifth floor? It's not a bad place for a bath. Just take your egg and... mull things over in the hot water.
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Cedric Diggory : For a moment there, I thought you were going to let it get me.
Harry : For a moment there, so did I!
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Hermione : Harry? Is that you?
Harry : Yeah.
Hermione : How are you feeling? Ok? The key is to concentrate. After that, you just have to...
Harry : Battle a dragon.
Hermione : [gasps and starts hugging Harry. Then a camera flash breaks them apart]
Rita Skeeter : Young love! How... stirring. If everything goes unfortunately today, you two may even make the front page!
Viktor Krum : You have no business here! This tent is for champions, and friends.
Rita Skeeter : No matter. We got what we wanted.
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Voldemort : [looking at Cedric's body] Awww, tsk, tsk, tsk...
[nudges Cedric's face with his foot]
Voldemort : Such a handsome boy.
Harry : Don't touch him!
[Voldemort looks up at Harry]
Voldemort : [sarcastically] Harry! I'd almost forgotten you were here.
[normal voice]
Voldemort : Standing on the bones of my father. I'd introduce you, but rumor has it you're almost as famous as me these days.
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Cornelius Fudge : [SPOILER] For God's sake Dumbledore, what's happened?
Harry : [crying over Cedric's body] He's back! He's back! Voldemort's back! Cedric, he asked me to bring his body back. I couldn't leave him... not there!
Dumbledore : It's all right, Harry... it's all right. He's home, you both are.
Cornelius Fudge : [Rushing over to Professors Snape and McGonagall] Keep everybody in their seats, a boy has just been killed! The body must be moved, Dumbledore, there are too many people!
Amos Diggory : [Pushing his way frantically through the crowd] Let me through. LET ME THROUGH! Let me through, THAT'S MY SON! That's my boy!
[He pushes Harry's hands away and leans over Cedric's body, sobbing hysterically]
Amos Diggory : IT'S MY BOY!
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Harry : 'Come seek us where our voices sound'.
Hermione : The Black Lake, that's obvious.
Harry : 'An hour long you'll have to look'.
Hermione : Again, obvious. Though admittedly potentially problematic...
Harry : Potentially problematic? When was the last time you held your breath underwater for an hour, Hermione?
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[from extended version]
Ron : [the Trio sits around the fireplace in the Gryffindor Common Room, dicussing the murder of Barty Crouch, Sr. that has just taken place] They'll cover this up, you watch. Fudge'll sell his soul before this gets out in the Daily Prophet.
Harry : But why?
Ron : Look, nobody liked Crouch. I know this from my father. Loads of people wanted him dead. But, he was a Ministry Official. It's not even like he turned up stiff in Knockturn Alley. He was murdered at Hogwarts. This is a big deal.
Hermione : It can't be coincidence... Harry's dreams, his scar hurting, the Dark Mark, his name coming out of the Goblet of Fire. Surviving the Tournament isn't the answer anymore Harry. It's bigger than this. And I really think you should go to Dumbledore.
Ron : Yeah.
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Sirius Black : I don't have much time, Harry, so let's get right to it. Did you or did you not put your name into the Goblet of Fire?
Harry : No!
Sirius Black : Shh. I had to ask. Now tell me about this dream of yours. You mentioned Wormtail and Voldemort, but who was the third man in the room?
Harry : I dunno.
Sirius Black : You didn't hear a name?
Harry : No. Voldemort was giving him a job to do. Something important.
Sirius Black : And what was that?
Harry : He wants... me. I don't know why, but he was going to use this man to get to me. But, I mean, it was only a dream, right?
Sirius Black : Yes... it's just a dream. Look, Harry, the Death Eaters at the world cup; your name rising out of the Goblet of Fire; these are not just coincidences! Hogwarts isn't safe anymore.
Harry : What are you saying?
Sirius Black : I'm saying the devils are inside the walls. Igor Karkaroff. He was a Death Eater and no one, *no one* stops being a Death Eater. Then there's Barty Crouch. Heart of stone, sent his own son to Azkaban.
Harry : Do you think one of them put my name in the Goblet?
Sirius Black : I haven't a clue who put your name in the Goblet, Harry, but whoever did is no friend to you. People die in this tournament.
Harry : I'm not ready for this, Sirius!
Harry : You don't have a choice
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Sirius Black : [in his letter] "Harry, I couldn't risk sending Hedwig. Since the World Cup the Ministry has been intercepting more and more owls, and she's too easily recognized. We need to talk, Harry, face to face. Meet me in the Gryffindor Common Room at one o'clock, this Saturday night. And make sure you're alone. Sirius. P.S...?
[the bird bites Harry's hand]
Harry : AH!
Sirius Black : "The bird bites."
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Parvati Patil : [turns around and sees Hermione] She looks beautiful.
Harry : [staring at Cho] Yes, she does.
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Harry : [in the Prefects' Bathroom, looks at the Golden Egg with trepidation] I must be out of my mind.
[he opens it, and it emits its usual high-pitched squeal before he slams it shut]
Harry : I'm definitely out of my mind.
Moaning Myrtle : I'd try putting it in the water if I were you.
Harry : [startled] Myrtle!
Moaning Myrtle : Hello Harry! Long time no see! I was circling a blocked drain the other day, I could swear I saw a bit of Polyjuice Potion. Not being a bad boy again, are we?
Harry : Polyjuice Potion? Kicked the habit. Myrtle, did you say try putting it in the water?
Moaning Myrtle : That's what he did, the other boy. The handsome one. Cedric. Well go on, open it.
Harry : [opens the egg underwater]
Voice inside the egg : Come seek us where our voices sound, we cannot sing above the ground. An hour long you'll have to look to recover what we took.
Harry : Myrtle, there aren't Merpeople in the Black Lake, are there?
Moaning Myrtle : Oh, very good. It took Cedric ages to riddle it out. Almost all the bubbles were gone...
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Harry : I just wondered if...
[bird squawks loudly in the background]
Harry : Ijustwanderedifmaybeyouwantedtogototheballwithme!
Cho Chang : Sorry, I didn't catch that.
Harry : I was just wondering if maybe you wanted to go to the ball with me...
Cho Chang : Oh.
[Suddenly looking very uncomfortable]
Cho Chang : Harry, I'm sorry but someone's already asked me. And well, I've, I've said I'll go with him.
Harry : Okay, great, good, fine, great, no problem.
[turns to head into the Owlery]
Cho Chang : Harry! I really am... sorry.
[manages a weak, embarrassed smiled as she descends the staircase]
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Harry : Why are they all standing around that manky old boot?
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Harry : Ron, where are we actually going?
Ron : Don't know...
[to Arthur]
Ron : Hey, Dad! Where are we going?
Arthur Weasley : Haven't the foggiest! Keep up!
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Harry : In the graveyard, my wand and Voldemort's sort of... connected.
Dumbledore : Priori Incantatem.
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Albus Dumbledore : [furiously grabs Harry and pins him to the wall] Harry, did you put your name in the Goblet of Fire?
Harry Potter : No, sir!
Albus Dumbledore : [shakes Harry] Did you ask one of the older students to do it for you?
Harry Potter : No, sir!
Albus Dumbledore : [points frantically at Harry] You're absolutely sure?
Harry Potter : Yes! Yes, sir!
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Professor Moody : What are you going to do about your dragon?
Harry : Oh... um... well, you know, I just thought I'd...
Professor Moody : Listen to me, Potter. Your pal Diggory? By your age he could turn a whistle into a watch and have it sing you the time. Miss Delacour is as much a fairy princess as I am. As for Krum, his head may be filled with sawdust, but Karkaroff's is not. They'll have a strategy. And you can bet that it will play to Krum's strengths. Come on, Potter, what are you strengths?
Harry : I dunno... I can fly, I mean I'm a fair flyer...
Professor Moody : Better than fair the way I heard it.
Harry : But I'm not allowed a broom.
Professor Moody : You're allowed a wand...
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Professor McGonagall : Mr. Potter, are you and Miss Patil ready?
Harry : Ready, Professor?
Professor McGonagall : To dance! It's tradition that the three champions-well in this case four- are the first to dance. Surely I told you?
Harry : No.
Professor McGonagall : Oh, well, now you know.
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Arthur Weasley : [after the trio is nearly hit by several Stunning Spells] Stop! That's my son!
[he runs up to the kids]
Arthur Weasley : Ron, Harry, Hermione are you alright?
Ron : We came back for Harry.
Barty Crouch : [Whipping out his wand and pointing it threateningly between the three kids] Which of you conjured it?
Arthur Weasley : Barty, you can't be serious...
Barty Crouch : DO NOT LIE! You have been discovered at the scene of the crime!
Harry : Crime?
Arthur Weasley : Barty, they're just kids.
Harry : What crime?
Hermione : It's the Dark Mark, Harry. It's HIS Mark.
Harry : [glances up at the huge skull and snake in the air] Voldemort? Those people, in the masks, they're his too aren't they? His followers.
Arthur Weasley : Death Eaters.
Barty Crouch : [to the rest of the Ministry Wizards] Follow me.
Harry : Uh, there was a man, earlier.
[he points in the direction where he saw Crouch, Jr]
Harry : There.
Barty Crouch : All of you, this way!
Arthur Weasley : A man, Harry? Who was he?
Harry : I don't know. I didn't see his face.
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Harry : Dragons, that's the first task. They've got one for each of us.
Cedric Diggory : Are you serious? And Fleur and Krum, do they...?
Harry : Yes.
Cedric Diggory : Right. Hey, listen, about the badges. I've asked them not to wear them...
Harry : Don't worry about it.
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Harry : Dragons? That's the first task? You're joking!
Hagrid : Come on, Harry. They're seriously misunderstood creatures. Although, I have to admit, that Horntail is a right nasty piece of work. Poor Ron nearly fainted just seeing them, you know.
Harry : Ron was here?
Hagrid : Well sure. His brother Charlie had to bring them over from Romania. Didn't Ron tell you that?
Harry : No he didn't. He didn't tell me a thing.
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Neville : You know, if you're interested in plants, you should use Goshawk's Guide To Herbology. There's someone in Tibet who's growing gravity resistant trees...
Harry : Neville, no offense, but I really don't care about plants. Now, if there's a Tibetan turnip that will help me breathe underwater for an hour, great. But otherwise...
Neville : I don't know about turnips, but you could always use gillyweed.
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Harry : [from trailer] Is it Voldemort?
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[Harry, Dumbledore, McGonagall and Snape see Moody at the bottom of a deep, dark trunk]
Albus Dumbledore : Are you all right, Alastor?
Alastor "Mad Eye" Moody : I'm sorry, Albus.
Harry Potter : That's Moody, but then, who's--?
Severus Snape : [sniffs Moody's flask; to Dumbledore] Polyjuice Potion.
Albus Dumbledore : Now we know who's been stealing from your stores, Severus.
[to Moody]
Albus Dumbledore : We'll get you up in a minute!
[Moody groans]
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[Harry walks past Snape's storeroom]
Igor Karkaroff : It's a sign, Severus! You know what it means as well as I!
[Snape nervously opens the door; Karkaroff is showing Snape the Dark Mark on his arm; he turns to see Harry staring at the mark; Karkaroff covers his arm and leaves; Harry turns to leave]
Severus Snape : [steps out into the corridor] Potter! What's your hurry?
[Harry turns back to face Snape]
Severus Snape : Congratulations. Your performance in the Black Lake was inspiring. Gillyweed, am I correct?
Harry Potter : Yes, sir.
Severus Snape : Ingenious.
[walks back into his storeroom; climbs the ladder and searches through potions]
Severus Snape : A rather rare herb, Gillyweed. Not something found in your everyday garden...
[pulls out a small bottle]
Severus Snape : ... nor is this.
[climbs down and holds the bottle in front of Harry]
Severus Snape : Know what it is?
Harry Potter : Bubble juice, sir?
Severus Snape : Veritaserum. Three drops of this, and You Know Who himself would spill his darkest secrets. The use of it on a student is, regrettably, forbidden. However... should you ever steal from my personal stores again, my hand might just slip over your morning pumpkin juice.
Harry Potter : I haven't stolen anything.
Severus Snape : Don't... lie... to me. Gillyweed may be inoccuous, but boomslang skin? Lacewing flies? You and your little friends are brewing Polyjuice Potion, and, believe me, I'm going to find out why!
[Snape slams the door in Harry's face]
