Mr. Edward Magorium: We must face tomorrow, whatever it may hold, with determination, joy and bravery
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Mr. Edward Magorium: We must face tomorrow, whatever it may hold, with determination, joy and bravery
Mr. Edward Magorium: I fell so completely in love with these shoes, I bought enough pairs to last my whole lifetime. This is my last pair.
Mr. Edward Magorium: Unlikely adventures require unlikely tools.
Eric Applebaum, the Hat Collector: What Mahoney needed was the opportunity to prove to herself that she was something more than she believed.
Mr. Edward Magorium: A stroke, you unbrookable ninny. The only stroke I have ever had is one of genius.
Mr. Edward Magorium: Mutant, have you come to take me up on my hula hoop challenge?
Mr. Edward Magorium: Pretty impressive ball isn't it? Impossible to dodge.
Mr. Edward Magorium: We must face tomorrow, whatever it may hold, with determination, joy and bravery
Mr. Edward Magorium: I fell so completely in love with these shoes, I bought enough pairs to last my whole lifetime. This is my last pair.
Mr. Edward Magorium: Unlikely adventures require unlikely tools.
Eric Applebaum, the Hat Collector: What Mahoney needed was the opportunity to prove to herself that she was something more than she believed.
Mr. Edward Magorium: A stroke, you unbrookable ninny. The only stroke I have ever had is one of genius.
Mr. Edward Magorium: Mutant, have you come to take me up on my hula hoop challenge?
Mr. Edward Magorium: Pretty impressive ball isn't it? Impossible to dodge.
Mr. Edward Magorium: When King Lear dies in Act V, do you know what Shakespeare has written? He's written "He dies." That's all, nothing more. No fanfare, no metaphor, no brilliant final words. The culmination of the most influential work of dramatic literature is "He dies." It takes Shakespeare, a genius, to come up with "He dies." And yet every time I read those two words, I find myself overwhelmed with dysphoria. And I know it's only natural to be sad, but not because of the words "He dies." but because of the life we saw prior to the words. Mr. Edward Magorium: I've lived all five of my acts, Mahoney, and I am not asking you to be happy that I must go. I'm only asking that you turn the page, continue reading... and let the next story begin. And if anyone asks what became of me, you relate my life in all its wonder, and end it with a simple and modest "He died." Molly Mahoney: I love you. Mr. Edward Magorium: I love you, too. Mr. Edward Magorium: Your life is an occasion. Rise to it.
Molly Mahoney: Are you dying? Mr. Edward Magorium: Light bulbs die, my sweet. I will depart.
Mr. Edward Magorium: Name the Fibonacci series from its eleventh to its sixteenth. Henry Weston: Umm... 89, 144, 233, 377, 610? Mr. Edward Magorium: Perfect. Number four, do we really need it? Henry Weston: If you like squares - you do. Mr. Edward Magorium: Oh, I like squares. Good. Now, the hot dog, the hot dog/bun ratio, why for the love of mustard are there never enough buns? Henry Weston: Extra hot dogs... Mr. Edward Magorium: Yes, but why? Henry Weston: In case you drop a couple. Mr. Edward Magorium: What kind of insufferable fool drops a hot dog? Henry Weston: Anything can happen, sir. Mr. Edward Magorium: Anything can happen. How absolutely true. You're exactly the mutant I'm looking for! You're hired.
Molly Mahoney: I'm stuck! Mr. Edward Magorium: Oh, to my floor? Molly Mahoney: No, sir. Mr. Edward Magorium: Then what? Molly Mahoney: Like a person. You remember when I was a little girl and I could play Rahmaninov's Second Piano Concerto and everyone was talking about my potential? Mr. Edward Magorium: Mhm. Molly Mahoney: Well, I am 23 now and everyone's still talking about my potential but if you ask em to play the song I know best... I'll still play Rachmaninov's Second. Mr. Edward Magorium: May I suggest you stun the world with Molly Mahoney's First?
Molly Mahoney: He's 242 years old and... Mr. Edward Magorium: I am not 242! I'm 243! You were at my birthday party. You brought me balloons.
Henry Weston: You have a tenant living in your basement? Mr. Edward Magorium: He was born there, I can't very well ask him to leave.
Doctor: What are you doing? Mr. Edward Magorium: I'm practicing the euphonium. Doctor: The what? Mr. Edward Magorium: I'm thinking of giving a concert in the psyche ward tomorrow.
Henry Weston: How can a store throw a temper tantrum? Mr. Edward Magorium: It's a magical toystore, it can do all sorts of things.
Mr. Edward Magorium: Why are you lying? Molly Mahoney: I have to. Mr. Edward Magorium: But your pants will catch on fire...
Eddie, the Dentist: I don't know how to catch a lemur, I'm a dentist. Eric Applebaum, the Hat Collector: I don't know how to catch a lemur, I'm nine!
Molly Mahoney: Come on, get out of there! Molly Mahoney: Bouncy balls. Always tryin' to escape.
Eric Applebaum, the Hat Collector: My hat's stuck. Molly Mahoney: Ha... looks like you're gonna need a ladder. Eric Applebaum, the Hat Collector: Naah. I just need to jump higher. Molly Mahoney: Eric... that's seven feet, at least. Eric Applebaum, the Hat Collector: Seven feet? Really? Molly Mahoney: At least. Eric Applebaum, the Hat Collector: You think I should get a running start?
Mr. Edward Magorium: I've been inventing toys since the 1770's. Henry Weston: What, excuse me... Mr. Edward Magorium: Yes? Henry Weston: You say 1770's? Mr. Edward Magorium: Yes, sir, so you can imagine accounting is a brand new concept to me. Henry Weston: You know, that would make you at least 240 years old, sir. Mr. Edward Magorium: You're already hired, mutant, there's no need to show off.
