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HERMIONE: Dumbledore obviously wanted us to return to this moment. |
HERMIONE: Clearly, something happened he wants us to change. |
HARRY: Good punch. |
HERMIONE: Thanks. |
HERMIONE: Malfoy's coming. |
GOYLE: Run. |
DRACO: Not a word to anyone, understood? |
DRACO: I'm gonna get that jumped-up mudblood! Mark my words. |
HERMIONE: That felt good. |
RON: Not good, brilliant. |
HARRY: Come on. We should be at Hagrid's. |
HARRY: Look. Buckbeak's still alive. |
HERMIONE: Of course. |
HERMIONE: Remember what Dumbledore said? |
HERMIONE: If we succeed, more than one innocent life could be spared. |
HERMIONE: Let's go. |
HARRY: Here they come. I'd better hurry. |
HERMIONE: Fudge has to see Buckbeak before we steal him. |
HERMIONE: Otherwise, he'll think Hagrid set him free. |
RON: Scabbers, you're alive! |
HAGRID: Keep a closer eye on your pet. |
HARRY: That's Pettigrew. |
HERMIONE: Harry, you can't. |
HARRY: Hermione that's the he betrayed my parents. |
HARRY: You don't expect me to sit here. |
HERMIONE: Yes, and you must! |
HERMIONE: Harry, you're in Hagrid's hut now. |
HERMIONE: If you go bursting in, you'll think you've gone mad. |
HERMIONE: Awful things happen to wizards who meddle with time Harry. |
HERMIONE: We can't be seen. |
HERMIONE: Fudge is coming. |
HERMIONE: And we aren't leaving? |
HERMIONE: Why aren't we leaving? |
HARRY: Are you mad? |
HARRY: That hurt. |
HERMIONE: Sorry. |
HERMIONE: We're coming out the back door. Go! |
HERMIONE: Is that really what my hair looks like from the back? |
HARRY: What? |
HERMIONE: I thought I just saw… Never mind. |
RON: Let's go. |
HERMIONE: Okay, go, Harry. Go! |
HARRY: Get away. Get off. |
DUMBLEDORE: Minister, I really think I should sign as well. |
FUDGE: Yes, very well. Perhaps it would be... |
HARRY: Okay, Buckbeak. Come quickly. |
HARRY: Come with us now. Come on. |
HERMIONE: Keep trying. Come on. Quickly. |
HARRY: Buckbeak. Okay? |
HARRY: Quickly. Hurry up. Okay? |
FUDGE: Your name only. |
DUMBLEDORE: It's such a very long name... |
HARRY: Hurry up now, Buckbeak, okay? |
HERMIONE: Come on. Come on, Buckbeak. |
HERMIONE: Come and get the nice dead ferret. |
HERMIONE: Come on. It's here. Come on, Beaky. |
DUMBLEDORE: Here we are, minister. Follow me. |
DUMBLEDORE: Now, look there. |
FUDGE: Where? |
DUMBLEDORE: Look beyond the rocks. |
FUDGE: What am I supposed to see? |
DUMBLEDORE: Professor Dippet had that ling planted when he was headmaster. |
FUDGE: Oh, yes. Indeed, indeed. |
DUMBLEDORE: And all the strawberries. |
HERMIONE: Come on, Buckbeak. Come on. |
FUDGE: I see no strawberries. |
DUMBLEDORE: Over there. |
FUDGE: Where? |
DUMBLEDORE: Over there. |
HARRY: This way. |
FUDGE: Let's get this over, please. |
DUMBLEDORE: All right. |
FUDGE: But where is it? |
FUDGE: I saw the beast, just now. |
FUDGE: Not a moment ago! |
DUMBLEDORE: How extraordinary. |
HAGRID: Buckbeak. |
FUDGE: Come now, Dumbledore. |
FUDGE: Someone's obviously released him. |
FUDGE: Hagrid? |
HERMIONE: Buckbeak. |
DUMBLEDORE: I don't think the minister's suggesting you had anything to do with this. |
DUMBLEDORE: Afterall, How could you? |
DUMBLEDORE: You've been with us all the time. |
HAGRID: Right. |
FUDGE: Well, well. |
FUDGE: We must search the grounds. |
DUMBLEDORE: Well, search the skies, if you must, minister. |
DUMBLEDORE: Meanwhile, I'd like a nice cup of tea or a large brandy. |
DUMBLEDORE: Oh, executioner, your services are no longer required. |
DUMBLEDORE: Thank you. |
HAGRID: You'll find no small glasses in this house, professor. |
HERMIONE: Come on. |
HARRY: This way. |
HARRY: This way, now. |
HARRY: Now what? |
HERMIONE: We save Sirius. |
HARRY: How? |
HERMIONE: No idea. |
HERMIONE: Look. It's Lupin. |