Florence Pugh credited as playing...
Goldilocks
- Goldilocks: [to Kitty] I thought you were on a spiritual retreat.
- Kitty Softpaws: Namaste.
- Goldilocks: And you're supposed to be dead!
- Puss in Boots: I got better?
- Mama Luna: I told you health department people, there are no cats here!
- Goldilocks: Make her talk.
- [Papa Bear goes near Mama Luna and growls in her face]
- Papa Bear: Excuse me, my darling. We're looking for the legendary Puss in Boots. Have you perhaps... seen him?
- Goldilocks: Too soft.
- Mama Bear: [uses her claw to her nasal] Out with it, you old biddy, or I'll have your guts for garters.
- [Mama Luna faints]
- Goldilocks: Too hard! That was not just right! Oi, Baby, sniff him out.
- Baby Bear: You don't tell me what to do.
- Mama Bear: Listen to your sister, Baby.
- Baby Bear: Oh, she's not my sister! She's a fugitive orphan.
- Papa Bear: [slaps Baby Bear] She is your sister. Do what she says.
- Baby Bear: Fine, but all I can smell... is cats' pee.
- Goldilocks: So long, ya plonkers!
- Kitty Softpaws: [In Spanish] I'm going to make you all into bath mats!
- Goldilocks: Give us the map, or else the baker man gets it!
- Jack Horner: I don't even have the map, Little Bo Creep.
- [Goldilocks throws the man at Jack]
- Jack Horner: Stop throwing my men at me!
- Mama Bear: [watching Goldi's memories] Oh, this was it.
- Goldilocks: What was it, Mama?
- Mama Bear: The day a little orphan girl broke into our cabin and stole our hearts. The day when our world became just right.
- Baby Bear: Them cats ain't gonna risk their lives for this daft little pup.
- Goldilocks: You're just saying that because you want to eat him.
- Baby Bear: I do not. I just want to pet him with my teeth.
- Baby Bear: So what is it, eh? What's your "just right"? What's so blasted important that you've got us stranded in this haunted forest?
- Goldilocks: I'm getting a family! That's what. A proper family. Then everything will be just right.
- Goldilocks: Just give us the map.
- Papa Bear: And throw in a dozen pies!
- Goldilocks: Eh?
- Mama Bear: Ooh, have you got any savory pies?
- Goldilocks: What?
- Baby Bear: Yeah, what flavors you got?
- Goldilocks: N-No!
- Mama Bear: Can we get all of that in a bag to-go?
- Goldilocks: Oh, would you stop talking about bloomin' pies? Focus!
- [smashes the bottle with the shrunken Lilliputian ship, the people fall out screaming]
- Goldilocks: Hand over that map, or I'll punch holes in the lot of ya!
- Goldilocks: Stop thinking about your belly, Baby. In fact, stop thinking, period. You'll just hurt yourself, ya muppet.
- Perrito: [laughs] Muppet!
- Baby Bear: And why would I listen to a porridge-stealing orphan like you? You're not even a bear.
- Perrito: Zing!
- Goldilocks: [scoffs] I'm more of a bear than you are.
- Perrito: She. Got. You!
- Baby Bear: You're nothing but a low-rent Cinderella.
- Perrito: Oh!
- Goldilocks: Well, that's rich coming from you, Baby. 'Cause you know what you are?
- Perrito: Wait for it.
- Goldilocks: You're a daft, fat, slow-thinking, no-reading, Lyme diseased, flea-ridden, dingleberry bear!
- Perrito: Boom!
- Baby Bear: I haven't got dingleberries!
- Papa Bear: No, you do. You do have 'em.
- Baby Bear: I've got a plan. I can nick a map as well as any old cat.
- Goldilocks: [laughs] *You've* got a plan?
- Baby Bear: What? I'm smart, ain't I? Ain't I, Papa?
- Papa Bear: No. You ain't well fit for brains.