Five Children and It (2004)

Poppy Rogers: Jane

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Quotes 

• Anthea : Robert, wait for us!

  Robert : I'm sure we're going the right way.

  Jane : How many times have you said that? I still don't understand why we had to leave home.

  Robert : Jane, we're going on a secret mission behind enemy lines. The chances are that none of us will make it back alive.

• Robert : Come on, I can see light!

  Jane : There's sea up ahead, and it's not raining!

  Robert : It's beautiful!

  Cyril : Robert, wait!

  Robert : Look at it!

• Psammead : I am a Sand Fairy!

  Jane : A Sand Fairy? I thought fairies had little ballet dresses and wings and wands.

  Psammead : What on earth have you been reading?

  Jane : I'll call you Sandy.

  Psammead : Why?

  Jane : Because we found you in the sand.

  Psammead : You're so funny. Have your parents tried boiling you?

• Cyril : Robert, wait, where are you going?

  Robert : Here's a clue. It rhymes with hand hairy.

  Cyril : No way, we're not going back. You saw all the trouble that wish got us into.

  Robert : Oh look, this must be the pole that's been sticking up Cyril's ...

  Cyril : Back off! You can insult me all you like, but ...

  Robert : Thanks, but I'll save that for later. I'm going, whether you're coming or not.

  Jane : Hand hairy? Sand fairy!

• Jane : That hole doesn't look very comfortable. Would you like to come and sit next to me, like Flopsy? He's my rabbit.

  Psammead : You have a rabbit called Flopsy? Has he got no spine? Your ability with naming things is not very good, child.

• Psammead : Were the vases smashed to smithereens?

  Jane : Yes.

  Psammead : Add the floor flooded and dictionaries drenched?

  Cyril : They were.

  Psammead : And the house burned to the ground?

  Robert : No.

  Psammead : House didn't burn to the ground? I'd say you got off pretty lightly then, all things considered.

  Robert : Not so fast, Sand Fairy!

  Cyril : You made them ruin the house on purpose, didn't you?

  Psammead : Look, it's not me, it's the rules. You make a wish, it goes horribly wrong, and then you learn something valuable.

  Robert : That's terrible. I don't need to learn anything!

  Psammead : Of course, everything is back to normal by sunset.

• Peasemarsh : There's just the small matter of a deposit in case of misadventure.

  Jane : Ours are always misadventures.

  Peasemarsh : I dare say.

• Anthea : Oh my gosh, I've got wings!

  Jane : So soft, so white...

  Cyril : The little - He must've made a wish! He's out of control. I don't know how I'm gonna cut it. What am I gonna tell Mum? Look at you!

  Robert : Cyril!

  Cyril : You've done it again. What were you thinking?

  Robert : I'm going to France to see Dad!

  Cyril : France?

  Robert : His letter said he wished he could fly to see us. He can't, but we can fly to him. Come on!

  Cyril : Robert, wait!

• Jane : Mummy, I can't believe you're home!

  Robert : Mum, we didn't know you were coming!

  Jane : Did you get my letter?

  Mother : Yes, I did, precious.

  Cyril : Something's wrong.

  Mother : It's your father.

  Robert : Is he here?

  Mother : No, Robert. His plane went down behind enemy lines several days ago. He's missing.

  Robert : No!

• Psammead : You don't get many cards these days. You know how it is after your 6,523rd birthday.

  Anthea : You don't look that old.

  Psammead : I drink a lot of moisturizer.

  Jane : And you can't have a birthday without a present. Here.

  Psammead : Brown paper, my favorite!

  Jane : No, you have to unwrap it.

  Psammead : Oh, yes, I knew that.

• Martha : In the morning, I'll give you a tour of the grounds. You're allowed everywhere except the greenhouse. That's strictly off limits.

  Jane : Why would a greenhouse be off limits?

  Anthea : Maybe the plants are deadly, like in "The Black Rose Of Devil's Island".

  Jane : Maybe.

  Martha : The greenhouse is off limits because I said it is. So just stay out of it, and everything will be fine. Here we go.

  [hums] 

• Cyril : She's right, you know. This is big. It's huge. It's immense. It's monumentally, colossally ginormous.

  Jane : Is that even a word?

  Anthea : Apparently it is now.

• Martha : What a to-do today turned out to be.

  Jane : Oh... It wasn't us. Honestly, it was the sand fairy...

  Cyril : Jane!

  Martha : Sand fairy, huh?

  Jane : Err... No!

  Cyril : No. She didn't say "sand fairy", she said... She said...

  Anthea : Safari.

  Cyril : Safari. Yes.

  Anthea : We were pretending to be on safari, and Cyril is an elephant.

  Martha : A safari, of course. Well, now, if we all do as I do... we can undo all this to-do before tomorrow. Come along, you lot.

• Jane : What do you think?

  Psammead : Ah, well... Very good, I like err... the use of light and shadow, it's very effective. The subject is hideous monster, of course. As the sun here melts, the monster, he is shocked! His hair's on end and... oh, it's me.

  [Jane chuckles] 

• Cyril : I said, let's not go crazy.

  Robert : Oh, shut up!

  Jane : Hurry up.

  Cyril : It's stuck.

  Jane : Push it harder, Cyril.

  Cyril : Buckets of the stuff.

• Jane : I've got you, Sand Fairy.

  Psammead : [to Jane]  Hello. You're my favorite one of the bunch, you know.

  Anthea : I've got you too.

  Psammead : [to Anthea]  Well, you're my favorite one of the bunch, too.

  [to Cyril] 

  Psammead : And you're very tall.

  Cyril : Come on.

  Psammead : Just burp me once.