Corpse Bride (2005)

Enn Reitel: Maggot, Town Crier

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Quotes 

• Maggot : [singing]  What does that wispy little brat have that you don't have double?

  Black Widow Spider : [singing]  She can't hold a candle to the beauty of your smile!

  The Corpse Bride : How about a pulse?

  Maggot : Overrated by a mile!

  Maggot , Black Widow Spider : [singing]  Overvalued! Overblown! If he only knew the you that we know!

  Black Widow Spider : [singing]  And that silly little creature isn't wearing his ring.

  Maggot : [singing]  And she doesn't play piano,

  Maggot , Black Widow Spider : [singing]  Or dance, or sing. No she doesn't compare!

  The Corpse Bride : But she still breaths air...

  Maggot , Black Widow Spider : Who cares?

  Maggot : Unimportant!

  Maggot , Black Widow Spider : [singing]  Overrated! Overblown! If only he could see how special you can be; if he only knew the you that we know.

  The Corpse Bride : [singing]  If I touch a burning candle, I can feel no pain. If you cut me with a knife, it's still the same. And I know her heart is beating, and I know that I am dead; yet the pain here that I feel, try and tell me it's not real, and it seems that I still have a tear to shed.

  Maggot : [singing]  The sole redeeming feature from that little creature is that she's alive.

  Black Widow Spider : Overrated!

  Maggot : Overblown!

  Black Widow Spider : [singing]  Everybody knows that's just a temporary state, which is cured very quickly when we meet our fate.

  Maggot : Who cares?

  Black Widow Spider : Unimportant!

  Maggot , Black Widow Spider : [singing]  Overrated! Overblown! If only he could see how special you can be; if he only knew the you that we know.

  The Corpse Bride : If I touch a burning candle, I can feel no pain. In the ice or in the sun, it's all the same. Yet I feel my heart is aching; thou it doesn't beat, it's breaking; and the pain here that I feel, try and tell me it's not real. I know that I am dead; yet it seems that I still have some tears to shed.

• Town Crier : In other news... THE DEAD WALK THE EARTH!

• Maggot : Let me at him! Let me at him! Don't hold me back!

  Elder Gutknecht : [holding crowd back]  Wait! We must abide by their rules! We are amongst the living.

  Barkis Bittern : Well said.

  [drinks potion] 

  Maggot : [after Lord Barkis drinks potion]  Not anymore!

  Elder Gutknecht : Yep. You're right. He's all yours.

• Victor Van Dort : But I don't even know your name.

  Maggot : [from inside the Corpse Bride's head]  Well, that's a great way to start a marriage.

  The Corpse Bride : [grasps head and hisses]  Sshh! Shut up!

  [smiles at Victor] 

  The Corpse Bride : It's Emily.

• Barkis Bittern : Would you care to repeat tonight's headline for us?

  Town Crier : [shouting so loud that the teacups rattle]  HEAR YE, HEAR YE! VICTOR VAN DORT SEEN THIS NIGHT ON THE BRIDGE IN THE ARMS OF A MYSTERY WOMAN! THE DARK-HAIRED TEMPTRESS AND MASTER VAN DORT SLIPPED AWAY INTO THE NIGHT!

  [lowers voice] 

  Town Crier : And now the weather. Scattered showers...

  Barkis Bittern : Enough! That will be all.

• Maggot : If I hadn't just been sitting in it, I would say that you'd lost your mind!

• Maggot : You don't know me, but I used to live in your dead mother.

• The Corpse Bride : ...I'm sure he has a perfectly good reason... for taking so long...

  Maggot : Oh, I am sure he does. Why don't you go ask him?

  The Corpse Bride : All right, I will!

  Maggot : After all, he couldn't get far - with those cold feet...

• Paul The Head Waiter : Coming through, coming through. My name is Paul, the head waiter. I will be creating your wedding feast.

  Maggot : [popping out the Corpse Bride's eye]  Wedding feast, I'm salivating.

  The Corpse Bride : [pushing the maggot back into her eye]  Maggots.

  [laughs] 

• Nell Van Dort : Oh, it's almost dawn! Where could he be?

  Town Crier : Victor Van Dort elopes with corpse! Heartbroken bride to wed wealthy newcomer!

  Nell Van Dort : Wealthy newcomer? It cannot be.

  William Van Dort : Did he say corpse?

  Nell Van Dort : Oh, don't be ridiculous. What corpse would marry our Victor?

  [Mayhew coughs] 

  Nell Van Dort : Oh, Mayhew! Silence that blasted coughing! Mayhew, are you trying to kill us? I think he's trying to kill us!

• Maggot : [after Emily loses her leg and falls down]  Psst, hey, I think you dropped something.

• [first lines] 

  Town Crier : Hear ye, hear ye, ten minutes to go 'til Van Dort's wedding rehearsal.