Memorable quotes for
The Secret Garden (1993)

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Dickon: The animals tell me all their secrets.
Mary: [pointing to the Robin] He wouldn't tell you my secret, would he?
Dickon: About what, Miss Mary?
Mary: A garden. I've stolen a garden. But it may already be dead, I don't know.
Dickon: I'll know.
Mary: Promise you won't tell anyone?
Dickon: Promise.
Mary: No one?
Dickon: Not a soul.

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Mrs. Medlock: Here's your breakfast.
Mary: But I'm still in my nightgown.
Mrs. Medlock: You can dress after you've eaten. Your clothes are on the chair.
Mary: Who's going to dress me?
Mrs. Medlock: Can't you dress yourself?
Mary: Of course not. My ayah dressed me.
Mrs. Medlock: What did they do with you in India? Carry you around in a basket?
Mary: How dare you speak to me with such disrespect!

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Mary: Are you my servant?
Martha: I'm Mrs. Medlock's servant, and she's Lord Craven's, but I will be doing some upstairs housekeeping and waiting on you a bit.
Mary: Waiting on me makes you my servant, then.

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Martha: Now, what would you like to wear? Black, black, or black?
Mary: Are you blind? They're all black. And I will not be laughed at, servant.
Martha: What do they wear in India? When I heard you'd be coming from there, I thought you'd be a native.
Mary: [furious] A what? You thought I'd be a what?
Martha: There's no need to do that. I've nothing against natives.

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Ben Weatherstaff: [pointing to a robin] Look at him. Cheeky little blighter. I can't think why, but he's decided to make friends with you.
Mary: With me? I never had any friends before.
Ben Weatherstaff: That I believe.

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Martha: I've got a present for you. Me mother sent it over.
[She hands Mary a skipping rope]
Mary: What's it for?
Martha: You've got tigers and elephants in India, but have you not got skipping ropes?

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Mary: [pointing to a swing] Look, there's a picture of my mother and my aunt sitting here.
Dickon: They say that's how she died.
Mary: My aunt? How?
Dickon: Falling off it.

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Colin: I'm master of this house while my father is away.
Mary: Your father? He's my uncle. Nobody told me he had a son.
Colin: Come here. What's your name?
Mary: Mary Lennox.
Colin: I'm Colin Craven.
Mary: Our mothers were sisters. Twins.
Colin: Twins? Nobody told me she had a twin. Fluff the pillows for me, Cousin Mary.
Mary: What?
Colin: The covers on this bed are all twisted.
Mary: Well, I don't know what to do about it. I'll call Mrs. Medlock.
Colin: No! She'll be mad if she finds you in here.

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Colin: See, that's a picture of my mother.
Mary: Why do you keep it covered up?
Colin: My father doesn't like to see it. I don't look like her at all. But you, you look like her. She smiles too much.
Mary: Smiles too much? How can a person smile too much?
Colin: Sometimes I hate her. She died when I was born.
Mary: But I thought she died falling off the swing in her garden.
Colin: Her garden? What garden?
Mary: Oh, just a garden.

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Dickon: Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?
Dickon, Mary: With silver bells and cockle shells and pretty maids all in a row.
Mary: On the boat coming here, the other children used to sing that at me, but I wasn't as contrary as they were.

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Colin: Hair is dead.
Mary: If it's dead, why does it keep growing all the time, even after you're dead? Well, maybe not your hair. You'll probably be bald.
Colin: Don't be daft. I'll die before I'm ever old enough to go bald.
Mary: I hate the way you talk about dying.
Colin: Everyone thinks I'm going to die.
Mary: If everyone thought that about me, I still wouldn't do it.

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Mary: What do you know about dying?
Colin: My mother died!
Mary: Both my parents died!

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Colin: What do you say in India when you want people to go?
Mary: You say, I have spoken, all depart.

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Ben Weatherstaff: But aren't your legs all crooked?
Colin: Who says my legs are crooked?
Mary: Nobody says that.

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Colin: Are you making this magic?
Mary: No, you are.
Colin: Just like in the story. It's like the whole universe is here in this garden.
Mary: Some of it is.
Colin: I wish I could marry you.
Mary: What? But we're cousins!
Colin: I don't care. I want us always to be together.
Mary: But we are together.

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Mary: I hate the way you talk about dying.
Colin: Everyone thinks I'll die.
Mary: If everyone thought that about me, I wouldn't do it.

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Mary: Can I have a bit of earth?
Lord Craven: A bit of earth?
Mary: To plant seeds in. To make things grow.

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Mary: It's a secret garden.
Dickon: Secrets are safe with me.

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[last lines]
Mary: The spell was broken. My uncle learned to laugh, and I learned to cry. The secret garden is always open now. Open, and awake, and alive. If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden.

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Colin: I'm going to die.
Mary: From what?
Colin: [shrugs] Everything.

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Mary: Oh, stop it! I hate you! Everybody hates you! You're so selfish. You the most selfish boy there ever was!
Colin: I'm not as selfish as you are! Just because I'm always ill!
Mary: No on ill could scream like that!
Colin: I'm going to die!
Mary: What would you know about dying?
Colin: My mother died!
Mary: Both my parents died!

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Mary: Please don't send me away, I won't do any harm.
Lord Craven: Harm? What harm can a child do?

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Mrs. Medlock: God! Look at your legs, they are swollen and red!

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Colin: I'm not sour!

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Mary: [after seeing Colin and Mr. Craven hugging] Nobody wants me!

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Mary: You don't know anything about anything; none of you - nothing!

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Mary: You, you... YOU DAUGHTER OF A PIG!

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Mrs. Medlock: [greeting Lord Craven] You're home, sir. We weren't expecting you.
Lord Craven: Here I am. Where is my son?
Mrs. Medlock: He's in his room, of course, Your Lordship.
[Martha begins following them to Colin's room]
Mrs. Medlock: Would you get back to the kitchen, you impudent girl!
[Martha walks away]
Lord Craven: [they go to Colin's room, he is not there] Where is MY SON?
Mrs. Medlock: He's here, my Lord. He must be here.
[she begins searching the room]
Lord Craven: [he see's an undraped picture of Lily] What's happened?
Mrs. Medlock: [referring to Mary] It's that child, my Lord. She's created absolute havoc here. I've tried to control her. She must be sent away, my Lord. She'll kill Master Colin... for sure.
Lord Craven: Take me to her room.
Mrs. Medlock: [as they head for Mary's room] She has no regard for his fragile state of health. She does what she pleases.
[she takes out a key to unlock the door]
Lord Craven: You lock her in?
Mrs. Medlock: I've had to, my Lord. That's how wild she is.
[they enter the room]
Mrs. Medlock: Mary? Your Uncle's here.
[they see Mary's bed is empty, she is missing to]
Martha: [standing at the door] I beg your pardon, my Lord.
[he gestures for her to continue]
Martha: Perhaps they're in the garden.
Lord Craven: The garden?
Mrs. Medlock: [nervous chuckle] How can they be? It's quite impossible.
[Craven storms out of the room, Mrs.Medlock follows him]
Mrs. Medlock: I've done my best, sir. I really have. But with that child defying me...
Lord Craven: SILENCE, MEDLOCK! She's just a child. I left YOU in charge.
Mrs. Medlock: [on the verge of tears] I'll resign, sir. I'll leave today.
[Craven walks off to find the children]
Mrs. Medlock: [she breaks down on the staircase, Martha tries to console her] DON'T!
[she calms down, Martha hugs her]
Mrs. Medlock: [sobbing] Martha... Martha.

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Lord Craven: You brought us back to life, Mary. You did something I thought no one could do.

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Mary: You are strange.
Martha: Hey, I know that!

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