Atlantis: The Lost Empire quotes are certainly quotable for movie fans. These are some of the best quotes from the animated sci-fi adventure Atlantis: The Lost Empire as determined by you and your votes. Released in 2001, Atlantis: The Lost Empire was the 41st animated feature by Disney but the first ever in the sci-fi genre. In it, Milo Thatch, a young explorer, joins a group determined to find the fabled continent of Atlantis. Released on June 15, 2001, the tagline for Atlantis: The Lost Empire was "The Adventure in Animation Continues..."
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- Milo: I'll have to quit my job.
Preston B. Whitmore: It's done. You resigned this afternoon.
Milo: I did?
Preston B. Whitmore: Yep. Don't like to leave loose ends.
Milo: Oh, my apartment, I'm gonna have to give notice.
Preston B. Whitmore: Taken care of.
Milo: My clothes?
Preston B. Whitmore: Packed.
Milo: My books?
Preston B. Whitmore: In storage.
Milo: My cat?
[Milo's cat appears on his shoulder and meows]
Milo: My gosh.
- Milo: Excuse me, you dropped your dy...dy...dynamite! [Nervous laugh] What else have you, uh, got in there?
Vinny: Oh, er...gunpowder, nitroglycerin, notepads, fuses, wicks, glue, and...paper clips - big ones. You know, just, uh, office supplies.
- [Milo goes in his cabin and lays on the bed, a pair of telescopic eyes looks at him]
Mole: You...have disturbed...the dirt!
Milo: Uh, pardon me?
Mole: You disturbed the dirt! [Pulls off blanket, exposing clumps of dirt with little European flags] Dirt from around the globe, spanning the centuries! Ack! What have you done?! England must never merge with France!
Milo: What's it doing in my bed?!
Mole: You ask too many questions! Who are you?! Who sent you?! Speak up!
Milo: Me, I'm, uh--
Mole: Bah! I will know soon enough!
[Grabs Milo's hand]
Milo: Hey, hey, hey! Let go!
Mole: Do not be such a crybaby! Hold still!
[Mole take a tiny dirt sample from Milo's fingernail with tweezers]
Mole: Aha! there you are! Now tell me your story, my little friend...
[Looks at dirt with his magnifying goggles]
Mole: Parchment fibre from the Nile Delta circa 500 B.C., lead pencil No. 2, paint flecks of a type used in government buildings, you have a cat, short hair Persian, two years old, third in a litter of seven. These are all the microscopic fingerprints of the mapmaker... [licks dirt] and linguist!
Milo: Hey, how'd you...
Mole: [throws Milo's bags and jacket at him] This is an outrage! You must leave at once! Out-out-out-out-OUT! [tries to push Milo out of cabin until he runs into Sweet]
Sweet: Uh-oh. Sat in the dirt, didn't you? Molière, now what have I told ya about playing nice with the other kids?! [holds up a bar of soap] Get back! I got soap, and I'm not afraid to use it! [Mole hisses at the soap bar and runs to his bed. Sweet whips his towel at him] Back, foul creature! Back into the pit from whence you came!
- Sweet: The name's Sweet, Joshua Sweet. Medical officer.
Milo: Yeah. Milo Thatch.
Sweet: Milo Thatch, you're my three o'clock! [reaches into his back and pulls out a saw] Well, no time like the present.
Milo: [stares at the saw] Oh, boy!
Sweet: Nice, isn't it? The catalogue says that this little beauty can saw through a femur in 28 seconds. I'm betting I can cut that time in half! [puts the saw away and comes out with a tongue depresser] Now, stick out your tongue and say "Ah"!
Milo: Oh, no really, I-- [Sweet puts toungue depresser in his mouth] Ahhg!
Sweet: So where're you from? [Milo grunts something] Really? I have family up that way! Beautiful country up there! You do any fishing?
Milo: Oh...a little...
Sweet: Me? I hate fishing. I hate fish. Hate the taste, hate the smell, hate all those little bones. [as he speaks he does several things from putting the depresser away to taking Milo's pulse, then finally pulls up two bottles] Here, I'm gonna need you to fill these up.
Milo: [spits out thermometer] With what?!
Packard: [on PA] Would Milo Thatch please report to the bridge?
Milo: Thank you...I mean, nice meeting you. [runs off]
Sweet: [watching Milo run off] Uh-huh, nice meeting you too.