National Treasure (2004)
Ben Gates: [after he and Riley rescued Abigail from Ian's truck] You all right?
Abigail Chase: No, those - those lunatics...
Ben Gates: You're not hurt, are you?
Abigail Chase: YOU'RE ALL LUNATICS!
Ben Gates: You hungry?
Abigail Chase: What?
Ben Gates: Are you all right?
Riley Poole: Still a little on-edge from being shot at but I'll be okay, thanks for asking.
Abigail Chase: Yeah, well I'm not all right! Those men have the Declaration of Independence!
Riley Poole: SHE LOST IT?
Ben Gates: They don't have it.
[He pulls the Declaration out to show her]
Ben Gates: See? Okay? Now could you please stop shouting?
Abigail Chase: [She reaches for it, but he pulls it away] Give me that!
Ben Gates: You're still shouting, and it's really starting to annoy. You would do well, Dr. Chase, to be a little more civilized in this instance.
Abigail Chase: If this is the real one, what did they get?
Ben Gates: A souvenir. I thought it'd be a good idea to have a duplicate, turns out I was right. I actually had to pay for the souvenir and the real one, so you owe me $35, plus tax.
Riley Poole: Genius.
Abigail Chase: Who were those men?
Ben Gates: Just the guys we warned you were going to try to steal the Declaration.
Riley Poole: And you didn't believe us!
Ben Gates: We did the only thing we could do to keep it safe.
Abigail Chase: Verdammt! Give me that!
Ben Gates: You know something? You're shouting again.
Riley Poole: Pretty sure she was swearing too.
Ben Gates: Well, we probably deserved that.
Abigail Chase: What do you see?
Ben Gates: 2:22.
Abigail Chase: What time is it now?
Clothing Store Clerk: Almost 3.
Abigail Chase: [sighs] We missed it.
Riley Poole: No, we didn't. We didn't miss it because... you don't know this? I know something about history that you don't know.
Ben Gates: I'd be very excited to learn about it, Riley.
Riley Poole: Hold on one second, let me just take in this moment. This is cool. Is this how you feel all the time? Well, except now.
Abigail Chase: Riley!
Riley Poole: All right! What I know is that daylight savings wasn't established until World War I. If it's 3 p.m. now that means that in 1776 it would be 2 p.m.
Ben Gates: Riley, you're a genius.
Riley Poole: It's a big blue-ish green man... with a strange-looking goatee... I'm guessing that's significant.
[hugs the statue]
Powell: [referring to the underground staircase] How do a bunch of guys with hand tools build all this?
Ben Gates: Same way they built the pyramids - and the Great Wall of China.
Riley Poole: Yeah... the aliens helped them.
Ben Gates: It's invisible.
Abigail Chase: Oh! Right.
Riley Poole: And that's where we lost the Department of Homeland Security.
Riley Poole: When are we gonna get there? I'm hungry. This car smells weird.
Riley Poole: [leaving Abigail's office after unsuccessfully trying to convince her about potential theft the Declaration of Independence] If it's any consolation, you had me convinced.
Ben Gates: It's not.
Riley Poole: I was thinking, what if we go public, plaster the story all over the internet? It's not like we have our reputations to worry about. Although, I don't think that's exactly gonna scare Ian away.
Ben Gates: [standing in front of the Declaration of Independence] 180 years of searching, and I'm three feet away. Of all the words written here about freedom, there's a line here that's at the heart of all the others. "But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and provide new Guards for their future security."
Ben Gates: People don't talk that way anymore.
Riley Poole: Beautiful, huh? I have no idea what you said.
Ben Gates: It means if there's something something wrong, those who have the ability to take action have the responsibility to take action.
Ben Gates: I'm gonna steal it.
Riley Poole: [laughs] What?
Ben Gates: I'm gonna steal the Declaration of Independence.
Riley Poole: [laughs, then follows Ben] Uh, Ben?
Riley Poole: I have to settle with 1%. One stinkin' percent. Half of one percent, actually.
[he jumps into a Ferrari 360 Spider]
Ben Gates: I'm sorry for your suffering, Riley.
Patrick Gates: [to Abigail and Riley] And he dragged you two into this nonsense?
Abigail Chase: Literally.
Riley Poole: I volunteered.
Riley Poole: [after Ben decides to steal the Declaration] This is... huge.
Riley Poole: Prison... huge. You are gonna go to prison. You know that, right?
Benjamin Franklin Gates: Yeah, probably.
Riley Poole: Well... that would... bother most people.
Ian Howe: [about Ben jumping into the Hudson River] You all right, Ben? No broken bones? A jump like that could kill a man.
Ben Gates: No, it was cool. You should try it some time.
Abigail Chase: [Ben Gates is trying to figure out how to get the Silence Dogood letters without letting his dad know he stole the Declaration of Independence] You have the original Silence Dogood letters? Steal those too?
Ben Gates: They're scans of the orginals, quiet please.
Abigail Chase: How did you get scans?
Ben Gates: I know the person who has the originals, now shush.
Abigail Chase: Why do you need them?
Ben Gates: She really can't shut her mouth, can she?
[Offering her the Declaration]
Ben Gates: Look, I will let you hold this if you promise to *shut up*, please!
Butcher Lady: If you're not a steak, you don't belong here.
Abigail Chase: I'm just trying to hide from my ex-husband.
Butcher Lady: [sees Shaw] Who, Baldie?
Abigail Chase: Yes.
Butcher Lady: Honey, stay as long as you like.
Abigail Chase: Huh, thank you.
Butcher Lady: [to Shaw] You want something?
[leaning on the counter panting, while looking around for Abigail]
Butcher Lady: Do you want something?
Shaw: [unnerved] Shut up.
Butcher Lady: [to Abigail] I see why you left him.
Riley Poole: Okay, Ben, pay attention. I've brought you to the Library of Congress. Why? Because it's the biggest library in the world. Over 20 million books. And they're all saying the same exact thing: Listen to Riley. What we have here is an entire layout of the Archives: sort of builder's blueprints. We've got construction manuals, phone lines, water, and sewage. It's all right here. Now, when the Declaration is on display, it is surrounded by guards... and video monitors... and little families from Iowa... and little kids on their eighth-grade field trip. And underneath an inch of bulletproof glass is an army of sensors and heat monitors that will go off if someone gets too close with a high fever. Now, when it's not on display, it is lowered into a four-foot-thick concrete, steel-plated vault that happens to be equipped with an electronic combination lock and biometric access-denial systems.
Ben Gates: You know, Thomas Edison tried and failed nearly 2,000 times to develop the carbonized cotton-thread filament for the incandescent light bulb.
Riley Poole: Edison?
Ben Gates: And when asked about it, he said "I didn't fail; I found out 2,000 ways how not to make a light bulb," but he only needed one way to make it work.
[sets down a book in front of Riley]
Ben Gates: The Preservation Room. Enjoy. Go ahead. Do you know what the preservation room is for?
Riley Poole: Delicious jams and jellies?
Ben Gates: No, that's where they clean, repair, and maintain all the documents and their storage housings when they are not on display or in the vault. Now, when the case needs work, they take it out of the vault and directly across the hall and into the Preservation Room. The best time for us or Ian to steal it would be during the gala this weekend when the guards are distracted by the VIPs upstairs; but we'll make our way to the Preservation Room, where there is much less security.
Riley Poole: Well... uh... Ian... Preservation, hmm. Well, this might be possible.
Ben Gates: It might.
[Ben shivers after unrolling the Declaration of Independence in the signing room of Independence Hall]
Riley Poole: What?
Ben Gates: It's just that... the last time this was here... it was being signed.
Patrick Gates: At least I had your mother, for however brief a time! At least I had you! What do you have?
[looks at Riley]
Patrick Gates: Him?
Abigail Chase: What led you to assume there's this invisible map?
Ben Gates: We found an engraving on the stem of a 200-year-old pipe.
Riley Poole: Owned by the Free Masons.
Abigail Chase: May I see the pipe?
Ben Gates: We don't actually have it.
Abigail Chase: Did Bigfoot take it?
Abigail Chase: There is not a treasure map on the back of the Declaration of Independence.
Ben Gates: And there's no chance anyone can steal this...
[shakes the tube containing the Declaration]
Ben Gates: ... either.
[shakes the tube again]
Ben Gates: I leveled with you one hundred percent. Everything I told you was the truth.
Abigail Chase: I want that document, Mr. Brown.
Ben Gates: Ok, my name's not Brown. It's Gates. I leveled with you ninety-eight percent.
Abigail Chase: Wait a minute, did you just say "Gates"?
Abigail Chase: "Gates"? You're that family with the conspiracy theory about the founding fathers?
Ben Gates: It's not a conspiracy theory.
Riley Poole: Per se.
Abigail Chase: You know what? I take it back. You're not liars. You're insane.
Riley Poole: It took you all of two seconds to decide to steal the Declaration of Independence.
Ben Gates: Yeah, but I didn't think I was going personally have to tell my dad about it.
[Abigal tries to run off with the Declaration]
Ben Gates: Hey! Not cool! Not cool!
Abigail Chase: Let me go!
Ben Gates: [taking the Declaration] Ok. You're let go. Go, shoo.
Abigail Chase: I'm not going.
[tries to take back the Declaration]
Abigail Chase: Not without the Declaration.
Ben Gates: [pulling the Declaration away from Abigail] You're not going with the Declaration.
Abigail Chase: Yes, I am. I'm not letting it out of my sight, so I'm going.
Ben Gates: Wait, you're not going with us with the Declaration.
Abigail Chase: Yes, I am.
Ben Gates: No, you're not.
Abigail Chase: Look, if you wanted to leave me behind, you shouldn't have told me where you were going.
Riley Poole: Why can't they just say, 'go to this place, here's the treasure, spend it wisely'?
Riley Poole: Anyone crazy enough to believe us isn't gonna want to help.
Ben Gates: We don't need someone crazy. But one step short of crazy, what do you get?
Riley Poole: Obsessed.
Ben Gates: Passionate.
Benjamin Franklin Gates: I'm so sorry I dropped you - I had to save the Declaration!
Abigail Chase: No, don't be. I would have done exactly the same to you.
Benjamin Franklin Gates: Really?
Abigail Chase: Yeah.
Riley Poole: I would've dropped you both! Freaks.
Powell: Look... this is a waste of time. How could a ship wind up way out here?
Riley Poole: Well, I'm no expert but... it could be that the hydrothermic properties of this region produce hurricane-force ice storms that cause the ocean to freeze and then melt and then refreeze, resulting in a semisolid migrating land mass that would land a ship right around here.
Sadusky: Agent Dawes, do you have a visual? Can you see Gates in the water?
Agent Dawes: Sir, it's the Hudson. Nothing is visible.
Sadusky: Smart fish.
Ben Gates: [Riley flips out after seeing a dead frozen body] You handled that well.
[trying to find the password to the Preservation Room]
Ben Gates: It's Valley Forge.
Riley Poole: Valley... I don't have that on my computer.
Ben Gates: It's Valley Forge. She pressed E and L twice.
Ben Gates: Valley Forge was a turning point in the Revolutionary War.
[Access is granted]
Riley Poole: Can I marry your brain?
Abigail Chase: You can't *seriously* intend to run chemical tests on the Declaration of Independence... in the back of a moving van!
Riley Poole: We have a clean room environment all set up: EDS suits, a particulate air filtration system, the whole shebang.
Abigail Chase: Really?
Ben Gates: We can't go back there.
Riley Poole: What? Why not?
[Agent Hendricks clears his throat]
Sadusky: Yes, Agent Hendricks, you've got something?
Agent Hendricks: Um...
Sadusky: This isn't a day for "Um."
Agent Hendricks: We received a tip a few days ago that someone was going to steal the Declaration of Independence.
Sadusky: [nodding] Do we have a name on the tipster?
Agent Hendricks: Uh, there was no file opened. We didn't find the information credible.
Sadusky: How about now?
Riley Poole: [speaking through headset] How do you look?
Ben Gates: [looking in mirror] Not bad.
Riley Poole: Mazel tov!
[as they walk through the tunnel, Ben lets the others pass to make sure everyone is all right. When Abigail passes him, he grabs her arm]
Ben Gates: Come here!
Powell: Why does that never happen with me?
Riley Poole: They're like Early American x-ray specs.
Abigail Chase: Benjamin Franklin invented something like these.
Ben Gates: Uh, I think he invented *these*.
Riley Poole: [after his computer goes blank] I lost my feed.
Ben Gates: [in the preservation room] What?
Riley Poole: I lost my feed, Ben. I don't know where anyone is. I-I have nothing. Ben, I have no-. Ben, I have nothing. Get out of there. Get out of there now!
Ben Gates: [picking up the Declaration of independence's case] I'm taking the whole thing. I'll get it out of the elevator.
Riley Poole: What are you talking... Is it heavy?
Abigail Chase: You know, I really couldn't accept something like that normally, but um... I really want it.
Ben Gates: I'm in a little trouble.
Patrick Gates: Is she pregnant?
Ben Gates: If she is would you leave the mother of your grandchild standing out in the cold?
Patrick Gates: Come in.
Abigail Chase: [to Riley] I look pregnant?
[He shakes his head]
Riley Poole: Who wants to go down the creepy tunnel inside the tomb first?
Riley Poole: For the record, Ben, I like the house.
Ben Gates: You know, I chose this estate because in 1812 Charles Carroll met...
Riley Poole: Yeah, someone that did something in history and had fun. Great. Wonderful.
[puts on a pair of sunglasses and starts the car]
Riley Poole: Could have had a bigger house.
Ben Gates: Sadusky, I'm still not against you. But I found door #3, and I'm taking it.
[jumps into the Hudson River]
Riley Poole: What do you care? You got the girl.
[Ben and Abigail kiss]
Riley Poole: Yeah, rub it in.
[He turns and walks away]
Riley Poole: Enjoy your spoils.
Riley Poole: Do you actually know who the first person to suggest daylight savings was?
[Riley stomps down his foot in disappointment]
Ben Gates: Dad, where are the letters?
Patrick Gates: I don't have them, son.
Ben Gates: [pause] What?
Patrick Gates: I don't have them.
Ben Gates: [Another pause] Where are they?
Patrick Gates: I donated them to the Franklin Institute in Philadelphia.
Ben Gates: Time to go.
[They see Abigail hanging out the back of Ian's truck, clinging to the door and screaming]
Ben Gates: Oh, no.
Riley Poole: Holy Lord.
[Sadusky, Woodruff and Herbert are walking down the hall after speaking to the guests]
Sadusky: There's a copy of the Declaration on display now?
Dr. Stan Herbert: Yes, we decided to...
Sadusky: Leave it there. The guests know something happened but they don't know what.
[They pass the guard attacked by Ian and his men who is now recovering. Agent Dawes joins them as they pass]
Agent Dawes: They got him with a taser at the service entrance. He doesn't remember a thing. Also, we found bullet casings.
Sadusky: We get a description from the other guards?
Guard Woodruff: Which guards?
Sadusky: The guards that were fired upon.
Guard Woodruff: There weren't any other guards on patrol down here.
[Sadusky looks intrigued and contemplates the bullet holes in the glass of the Declaration's case]
Sadusky: So... who was shooting, who were they shooting at... and why weren't they getting along?
[Gates is stealing the Declaration of Independence, which is rolled up in his jacket]
Gift Store Clerk: Are you trying to steal that?
Ben Gates: [looks around in surprise, spotting a box of Declaration replications for sale] Oh! Umm...?
Gift Store Clerk: It's thirty-five dollars.
Ben Gates: For this?
Gift Store Clerk: Yeah.
Ben Gates: That's a lot.
Gift Store Clerk: Hey, I don't make the prices.
Ben Gates: [searching through his wallet] That's umm... thirty-two... fifty-seven?
Gift Store Clerk: We take Visa.
Ian Howe: Gentlemen, why is this word capitalized?
Shippen: Because it's important?
Ian Howe: Because it's a name.
Patrick Gates: What is that? Animal skin? How old is it?
Ben Gates: About 200 years.
Patrick Gates: Sure?
Ben Gates: Pretty darn.
Riley Poole: [examining the back of the Declaration] So if it's in invisible ink, how do we see it?
Patrick Gates: Throw it in the oven.
Riley Poole: Uh-uh.
Shaw: Ask your girlfriend. She's the one who's calling all the shots now. She won't shut up.
Ben Gates: Meet me at the car. Call me if you have any problems.
Riley Poole: Like if we get caught and killed?
Ben Gates: Yeah - that would be a big problem. Take care of her.
Patrick Gates: This room is real, Ben. And that means the treasure is real. We're in the company of some of the most brilliant minds in history because you found what they left behind for us to find, and understood the meaning of it. You did it, Ben, for all of us - your grandfather, and all of us. And I've never been so happy to be proven wrong.
Sadusky: So, here is your options: Door number one - you go to prison for a very long time. Door number two - we're going to get back the Declaration of Independence; you help us find it, and... you still go to prison for a very long time. But you'll feel better inside.
Ben Gates: Is there a door that doesn't lead to prison?
Sadusky: [laughing] Someone's got to go to prison, Ben.
Ben Gates: You know, Agent Sadusky, something I've noticed about fishing? It never works out so well for the bait.
Patrick Gates: Cooperation only lasts as long as the status quo is unchanged. As soon as this guy gets to wherever this thing ends... he won't need you anymore, or... or any of us.
Ben Gates: So we find a way to make sure the status quo changes in our favor.
Patrick Gates: How?
Ben Gates: I'm still working on it.
Patrick Gates: Well, I guess I better work on it too, then.
Riley Poole: Ian, why don't you just come back down here, and we can talk through this together!
Ian Howe: [aims his gun at Riley] Don't speak again.
Riley Poole: Okay.
Riley Poole: [listening to Abigail over Ben's wire connection] Is that that hot girl? How does she look?
Ben Gates: A toast? Yeah. To high treason. That's what these men were committing when they signed the Declaration. Had we lost the war, they would have been hanged, beheaded, drawn and quartered, and-Oh! Oh, my personal favorite-and had their entrails cut out and *burned*!
Ben Gates: So... Here's to the men who did what was considered wrong, in order to do what they knew was right...
Ben Gates: what they knew was right.
Riley Poole: Albuquerque. See, I can do it too. Snorkel.
Shaw: That's where the map is. Like he said, "Fifty-five in iron pen." "Iron pen" is a prison.
Ben Gates: Or it could be, since the primary writing medium of the time was iron gall ink, the "pen" is... just a pen. But then why not say a pen? Why say "iron pen"?
Shaw: Cause it's a prison.
Sadusky: The Templars and the Freemasons believed that the treasure was too great for any one man to have, not even a king. That's why they went to such lengths to keep it hidden.
Ben Gates: That's right. The founding fathers believed the same thing about government. I figure their solution will work for the treasure too.
Sadusky: Give it to the people.
Riley Poole: [sings] Where are you?
Ben Gates: [walking out] Stop talking. Start the van.
Riley Poole: [starts the van, looks up, and sees Abigail following Ben] Ben, the, uh, mean D- Declaration lady's behind you.
Sadusky: [interrogating him after his son and the others ran away] And you have no idea where he went?
Patrick Gates: Well wouldn't I have told you if I did?
Sadusky: I don't know, would you?
Museum Kid: [looking at a 100 dollar bill] Is this real?
Ian Howe: Just tell me what you told my friend
[as he tries to turn the van while chasing Ian's truck]
Riley Poole: Skidding! Skidding! Skidding!
Riley Poole: Will someone please explain to me what these magic numbers are?
Abigail Chase: I made something for you.
Ben Gates: You did?
Abigail Chase: M-hm.
Ben Gates: What?
Abigail Chase: A map.
Ben Gates: A map... Where does it lead to?
Abigail Chase: You'll figure it out.
Ian Howe: You know the key to running a convincing bluff? Every once in a while you got to be holding all the cards.
Ian Howe: [finding he only has a copy of the Declaration Of Independence] Well done, Gates! Well done!
[hits his hands against the counter in anger]
Ben Gates: [upset] I just... really thought I was gonna find the treasure.
Patrick Gates: Okay. Then we just keep looking for it.
Abigail Chase: I'm in.
Ian Howe: Tell me what I need to know, Ben.
Ben Gates: You need to know... if Shaw can catch.
Riley Poole: [after seeing a guy walk up to Gates and Chase] Who's the stiff?
Sadusky: Gates? Are you with me?
Ben Gates: Well, I'm sure not against you, if that's what you're asking.
Ian Howe: McGregor, Viktor, you stay here. And if anyone should come out without me... well... use your imagination.
Riley Poole: [through clenched teeth] Stop chatting and get in the van.
Riley Poole: [upon realizing the magnitude of everyone now after them for stealing the Declaration] ... We probably have our own satellite by now...
Abigail Chase: [Ben is holding Abigail's hand to prevent her from falling into the abyss; they see that the Declaration is about to fall into the abyss] The Declaration!
Ben Gates: Do you trust me?
Abigail Chase: Yes.
Ben Gates: [he and Ben are chasing Ian's truck with Abigail held hostage inside] Once we catch them, what do we do?
Riley Poole: I'm workin' on it!
[Seeing Ian's truck pull up to grab Abigail and the fake Declaration]
Ben Gates: Oh bad! Bad, bad, bad!
Shaw: [after Ben escaped in the elevator with the Declaration of Independence] Damn!
Ian Howe: He's got the bloody map!
Patrick Gates: I'm the family kook. I have a job, a house, health insurance...
Young Ben Gates: Grandpa!
John Adams Gates: You're not supposed to be up here, looking at that.
Riley Poole: [about Ben paying for the real Declaration and the souvenir copy with a credit card] A credit card slip? Dude, we're on the grid. They'll have your records from forever. They'll have my records from forever.
Ben Gates: I know. I know. It's only a matter of minutes before the FBI shows up at my front door.
Riley Poole: What do we do?
Ben Gates: We need those letters.
Abigail Chase: What letters?
Ben Gates: You know, get off the road, take a right.
Abigail Chase: *What letters*?
[Ben is having a conversation with Abigail, which is distracting him from his goal: stealing the Declaration of Independence]
Riley Poole: [speaking through headset] Come on, Romeo. Get out of there.
Trailer Narrator: All his life, Benjamin Gates has searched for a treasure no one believed existed. But what he thought was the final clue is only the beginning. From producer Jerry Bruckheimer and director Jon Turteltaub. This Thanksgiving, the clues of ten generations will reveal the mystery twenty centuries in making. Nicolas Cage. National Treasure.
Multiple people: The Declaration of Independence.