The Emperor of China: I’ve heard a great deal about you, Fa Mulan. You stole your father’s armor, ran away from home, impersonated a soldier, deceived your commanding officer, dishonored the Chinese Army, destroyed my palace, and… you have saved us all.
Fa Zhou: The greatest gift and honor is having you for a daughter.
Fa Li: I should have prayed to the ancestors for luck.
Grandmother Fa: How lucky can they be? They’re dead.
Mushu: Did you see those Huns? They popped out of the snow, like daisies!
Mulan: My ancestors sent a little lizard to help me?
Mushu: Hey! Dragon. Dragon, not lizard. I don’t do that tongue thing.
The Emperor of China: The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all.
The Emperor of China: You don’t meet a girl like that every dynasty.
Mushu: My little baby, off to destroy people.
Mushu: Okay, let me see what you got. “From General Li. Dear Son, we’re waiting for the Huns at the pass. It would mean a lot if you’d come and back us up.” Hmm, that’s great, except you forgot, “And since we’re out of potpourri, perhaps you wouldn’t mind bringing up some.” Hello! This is the army! Make it sound more urgent, please! You know what I’m talkin’ about?
Yao: I’m gonna hit you so hard, it’ll make your ancestors dizzy.
Mushu: No time to talk. Now remember, it’s your first day of trainin’, so listen to your teacher and no fightin’, play nice with the other kids, unless, of course, one of the other kids wanna fight, then you have to kick the other kid’s butt.
Mulan: But I don’t wanna kick the other kid’s butt.
Mushu: Don’t talk with your mouth full. Now let’s see your war face.
Mushu: Oh, I think my bunny slippers just ran for cover.