- Richard Tyler: Hey! How'd you get here?
- Fantasy: Quit it! We are in the presence of the Pagemaster.
- Richard Tyler: I *know* who he is. He's the guy who did all THIS to me! Do you have any idea what I've been through?
- The Pagemaster: Tell me.
- Richard Tyler: I was nearly torn to shreds by a crazy doctor, I was made a slave to a bunch of mangy pirates, and eaten. Got that? Eaten by a fire-breathing dragon!
- Horror: He don't mean it, my Pagemaster. He don't mean it.
- Richard Tyler: Not to mention being tossed, squashed, and scared practically to death!
- The Pagemaster: Yet you stand before me.
- Richard Tyler: Well, yeah.
- The Pagemaster: Think, boy. What kind of an adventure would you have had if I brought you here with the turn of a page?
- Mr. Dewey: Welcome to the library, young man. Don't tell me. You're here for a special book.
- Richard Tyler: Mister...
- Mr. Dewey: Stop stop stop. Allow me to guess. I have a talent for guessing what people need. You're in need of a fantasy! Brave knights, mythical fairies, ferocious dragons!
- Richard Tyler: Look, all I want is...
- Mr. Dewey: Adventure! Of course! You're a boy who loves adventure, brimming with wicked demons, cutthroat pirates.
- Richard Tyler: No, no, that's not it.
- Mr. Dewey: Horror! Oh, horror! Evil demons, wicked monsters, haunted houses, graveyards. Yes, it's horror for you, boy. I'm sure of it. Your library card, please.
- Richard Tyler: I don't have one.
- Mr. Dewey: [pulls out a brand new one] You do now. Sign here.
- [Richard signs the card]
- Mr. Dewey: Richard Tyler, consider this your passport to the wonderful and quite unpredictable world of books.
- Richard Tyler: But I don't want any books.
- Mr. Dewey: Hmm?
- Richard Tyler: That's what I've been trying to tell you. I only came in here 'cause of the storm.
- Mr. Dewey: You mean you don't need...?
- [Richard shakes his head]
- Mr. Dewey: [disappointed] Oh, I see.
- Tom Morgan: Give the word, Captain Silver, and I'll show you the color of his insides.
- Richard Tyler: Red, red, they're red!
- Long John Silver: Stow your cutlass, Tom, I want a better look at his outsides first.
- Fantasy: You know this short story?
- Richard Tyler: He's Adventure.
- Fantasy: Honey, that's what they all say.
- Alan Tyler: He's afraid of tuna-fish sandwiches.
- Claire Tyler: Mercury levels in the tuna-fish sandwiches.
- Dr. Jekyll: My boy, I derive no pleasure in telling you that you are in extreme danger.
- Richard Tyler: Danger?
- Dr. Jekyll: Even as we speak.
- Fantasy: What do you mean grabbing a person by the pantyhose like that? Now I've got to straighten out my Little Mermaid underwear.
- Richard Tyler: [after being wash by the rotunda art, and becomes animated for the fist time] I... I'm a cartoon.
- The Pagemaster: you are an illustration.
- Telephone Operator: Due to the storm, all lines have been temporarily disconnected. Please try your call again later.
- Horror: [meeting Richard and the gang for the first time, after falling off the top of Dr. Jekyll's house] I scared you, I'm sorry.
- Fantasy: You mustn't judge a book by it cover.
- [to Richard]
- Fantasy: Look, he's smiling.
- [Horror shows a homely, toothless, ghoulish grin]
- Richard Tyler: That's a smile?
- [First lines during the opening scene]
- Claire Tyler: [offscreen; in bed] Alan, every ten-year-old is afraid of something.
- Alan Tyler: [offscreen; in bed] The kid's afraid of tuna-fish sandwitches.
- Claire Tyler: Mercury levels in the tuna.
- Alan Tyler: Whatever.
- Claire Tyler: Alan, the world is a frightening place to him right now. I think we could be a little more supportive.
- Alan Tyler: Supportive? I'm the most supportive father on earth, but I'm running out of supportive things to do. I signed him up for Little League, he drove everybody crazy with statistics about how you can develop tumors from being hit in the head with a ball.
- Alan Tyler: [offscreen] Did you know that shin splints can leadto blood clots in the legs?
- Alan Tyler: Claire, he brought in a medical journal. Nobody wanted to play after that. And now I'm building him a tree house, in a tree he refuses to climb.
- [while Alan says the last sentence above, Claire turns on a light and he looks at the treehouse on a dark and stormy night]
- Claire Tyler: You know he hates heights.
- Alan Tyler: I don't know. I just want to be a good father.
- Claire Tyler: But you are a good father.
- Richard Tyler: Can't argue with statistics, Dad.
- Alan Tyler: Statistics. Here's something you can do: go down to Gutman's Hardware Store, buy a pound of these.
- Richard Tyler: But, Dad...
- Alan Tyler: Son, you can't live your life based on statistics. You've gotta take some chances. Now come on, Buddy.
- [with a five-dollar-bill]
- Alan Tyler: You can do this.
- [Alan gives money to Richard. His mother Claire releases him and joins his father in unison]
- Richard Tyler: [leaving his parents behind] This is not good. Definitely not good.
- Richard Tyler: [reads title] Alice in Wonderland.
- [Richard opens the book]
- Queen of Hearts: [shouts] Off with his head!
- Richard Tyler: [shockly closes the book] Sheesh!
- Horror: [final lines; the three of them are in the dark treehouse] It's dark out here. I wish there was a night-light.
- Fantasy: Honey, wish granted.
- [turns the lantern light on making Horror to shout 'hooray']
- Adventure: Breathe it in, mateys. This be the land of adventure. You can lay to that.
- [Horror is heard crying; Fantasy comforts him affectionately]
- Fantasy: Come here, handsome. Why you cryin'?
- Horror: [sniffles] Because I have friends.
- Adventure: [chuckles] That you do, matey. Aye, that you do. Ahem. You know what would make this a happy ending? A kiss.
- Horror: [misinterpreting] Okay.
- [kisses Adventure]
- Adventure: I meant from her!
- [At night, the Tylers' parent car arrives home]
- Claire Tyler: [In car] I can't imagine where he could be. Maybe we should call the police.
- Claire Tyler: [Gasps as the car parks in front of Richard's bicycle, lying down] Alan!
- [the car stops]
- Claire Tyler: [Gets out] He's home!
- [Alan gets out]
- Claire Tyler: Alan.
- Alan Tyler: [sees Richard in the treehouse] It's impossible.
- [Alan goes up into the treehouse]
- Alan Tyler: Rich?
- Claire Tyler: [Goes up into the treehouse and takes Richard's signature glasses] We probably should put him in his bed.
- Alan Tyler: Let's let him sleep up here tonight.
- [Claire goes down, as Alan uses the coat as a blanket for Richard]
- Alan Tyler: [turning off a lantern] Love you, Richie.
- [Alan goes down the treehouse. Alan and Claire go inside the house]
- Alan Tyler: Good night, son.
- [Alan closes the door, leaves, and the living room light turns off]