Anna Popplewell credited as playing...
Susan Pevensie
- Susan Pevensie: [about Lucy] She thinks she's found a magical land... In the upstairs wardrobe.
- Professor Kirke: [eyes widening, he rushes to the children] What did you say?
- Peter Pevensie: Um, the wardrobe. Upstairs. Lucy thinks she's found a forest inside.
- Susan Pevensie: She won't stop going on about it.
- Professor Kirke: What was it like?
- Susan Pevensie: Like talking to a lunatic.
- Professor Kirke: No, no, no. Not her, the forest!
- Susan Pevensie: [stares] You're not saying you believe her?
- Professor Kirke: You don't?
- Susan Pevensie: But, of course not. I mean, logically it's impossible.
- Professor Kirke: What do they teach in schools these days?
- Mr. Beaver: When Adam's Flesh and Adam's bone sits at Cair Paravel in throne, the evil time will be over and done.
- Susan Pevensie: You know that doesn't really rhyme.
- Susan Pevensie: Gastrovascular... Come on, Peter. Gastrovascular.
- Peter Pevensie: Is it Latin?
- Susan Pevensie: Yes.
- Edmund Pevensie: Is it Latin for "worst game ever invented"?
- [Susan shuts her dictionary]
- Lucy Pevensie: We could play hide and seek?
- Peter Pevensie: But, we're already having so much fun.
- [looks at Susan]
- Peter Pevensie: He said he knows the faun.
- Susan Pevensie: He's a beaver, he shouldn't be saying anything!
- Professor Kirke: You seem to have upset the delicate internal balance of my housekeeper.
- Peter Pevensie: We're very sorry, sir, it won't happen again.
- Susan Pevensie: It's our sister, sir. Lucy.
- Professor Kirke: The weeping girl?
- Susan Pevensie: Yes, sir. She's upset.
- Professor Kirke: Hence the weeping.
- Lucy Pevensie: The sheets feel scratchy.
- Susan Pevensie: Wars don't last forever, Lucy. We'll be home soon.
- Edmund Pevensie: Yeah. If home is still there
- Susan Pevensie: Isn't it time you're in bed?
- Edmund Pevensie: [to Susan] Yes mum!
- Peter Pevensie: Ed! You saw the outside. This place is huge. We can do whatever we want here. Tomorrow's gonna be great. Really.
- Lucy Pevensie: It's all right! I'm back! I'm all right!
- Edmund Pevensie: Shut up! He's coming!
- Peter Pevensie: You know, I'm not sure you two have quite got the idea of this game.
- Lucy Pevensie: Weren't you wondering where I was?
- Edmund Pevensie: That's the point. That was why he was seeking you!
- Susan Pevensie: Does this mean I win?
- Peter Pevensie: I don't think Lucy wants to play anymore.
- Susan Pevensie: I'm just trying to be realistic!
- Peter Pevensie: No, you're trying to be smart, as usual!
- Peter Pevensie: Maybe we could call to the police.
- Susan Pevensie: [waving Maugrim's parchment] These ARE the police!
- Susan Pevensie: [to Peter] Look, just because some man in a red coat hands you a sword it doesn't make you a hero!
- Susan Pevensie: The professor knew we were coming.
- Edmund Pevensie: Perhaps we've been incorrectly labeled.
- Peter Pevensie: I think you've made a mistake. We're not heroes!
- Susan Pevensie: We're from Finchley!
- Susan Pevensie: Besides, we could all use the fresh air.
- Edmund Pevensie: It's not like there isn't air inside.
- Susan Pevensie: Thank you for your hospitality, but we really have to go.
- Mr. Beaver: Oh, you can't just leave.
- Lucy Pevensie: He's right. We have to help Mr. Tumnus.