Georgie Henley credited as playing...
Lucy Pevensie
- [last lines]
- Professor Kirke: What were you all doing in the wardrobe?
- Peter Pevensie: You wouldn't believe us if we told you, sir.
- Professor Kirke: [tosses the cricket ball that had been hit through the window, to Peter]
- Professor Kirke: Try me.
- [later, alone with Lucy, who is trying to use the wardrobe to enter Narnia]
- Professor Kirke: I don't think you'll get back in that way. You see... I've already tried.
- Lucy Pevensie: Will we ever go back?
- Professor Kirke: Oh, I expect so. But it'll probably happen when you're not looking for it. All the same... best to keep your eyes open.
- [Aslan roars]
- 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]
- Mr. Tumnus, the Faun: And what about you? You must be some kind of beardless dwarf?
- Lucy Pevensie: I'm not a dwarf! I'm a girl. And actually, I'm tallest in my class.
- Mr. Tumnus, the Faun: You mean to say that you're a daughter of Eve?
- Lucy Pevensie: [confused] Well, my mum's name is Helen...
- Mr. Tumnus, the Faun: Y-Yes, but, you are in fact... human?
- Lucy Pevensie: [holds out her hand] Pleased to meet you Mr. Tumnus, I'm Lucy Pevensie.
- [Mr. Tumnus looks at her hand curiously]
- Lucy Pevensie: Oh, you shake it.
- Mr. Tumnus: Why?
- Lucy Pevensie: I... I don't know.
- Mr. Tumnus: [sees Lucy looking at picture] Now, that... that is my father.
- Lucy Pevensie: He has a nice face. He looks a lot like you!
- Mr. Tumnus: No. No, I'm not very much like him at all, really.
- Lucy Pevensie: My father's fighting in the war.
- Mr. Tumnus: My father went away to war too. But that was a long, long time ago.
- 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.
- Peter Pevensie: I don't suppose saying "we're sorry" would quite cover it?
- Lucy Pevensie: No, it wouldn't.
- [pelts him with a snowball]
- Lucy Pevensie: But that might!
- Lucy Pevensie: Oh, I should go.
- Mr. Tumnus: It's too late for that, now. I'm such a terrible faun.
- Lucy Pevensie: Oh, no. You're the nicest faun I've ever met.
- Mr. Tumnus: Then I'm afraid you've had a very poor sampling.
- Lucy Pevensie: You can't have done anything that bad.
- Mr. Tumnus: It's not something I have done, Lucy Pevensie. It's something I am doing.
- Lucy Pevensie: [suspiciously] What are you doing?
- Mr. Tumnus: [whispers and in tears] I'm kidnapping you. It was the White Witch. She's the one who makes it always winter, always cold. She gave orders. If any of us ever find a human wondering in the woods, we-we-we-we're supposed to turn it over to her!
- Lucy Pevensie: But, Mr. Tumnus, you wouldn't. I thought you were my friend.
- Lucy Pevensie: Are you all right? You look awful.
- Edmund Pevensie: Well, what do you expect? I mean, it's freezing! How do we get out of here?
- Mr. Tumnus: Now, are you familiar with any Narnian lullabies?
- Lucy Pevensie: Sorry, no.
- Mr. Tumnus: Well that's good, because this probably won't sound anything like one.
- [after Edmund apologizes for lying about not having been in Narnia]
- Lucy Pevensie: [quoting Edmund] That's all right. Some little children just don't know when to stop pretending.
- Lucy Pevensie: I wouldn't lie about this!
- Edmund Pevensie: Well, I believe you.
- Lucy Pevensie: You do?
- Edmund Pevensie: Yeah, of course. Didn't I tell you about the football field in the bathroom cupboard?
- 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.