The Thief Lord (2006)

Aaron Taylor-Johnson: Prosper

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• Riccio : See, it wasn't our Scip.

  Prosper : Yes it was.

  Bo : And his dad's a meanie.

  Riccio : What are you talking about? Scip doesn't have a dad.

  Prosper : Why don't you go introduce yourself?

• Bo : Where have you been?

  Prosper : At the merry-go-round with Scip.

  Bo : Didn't work, did it?

  Prosper : Yeah, it did. Scip's all grown up.

  Bo : Really? But you're still my same Prop.

  Prosper : Are you disappointed?

  Bo : No. I'm happy.

• Bo : Prop?

  Prosper : Hmm?

  Bo : When you have no money do you have to run away from everyone?

  Prosper : We're not running away any more, Bo. Mum wanted us to be here, this is where we live now.

  Bo : [Bo looks around the alleyway]  Here?

• Barbarossa : Three hundered for the lot; most of it's rubbish.

  Prosper : Eight.

  Barbarossa : Four.

  Prosper : Seven.

  Barbarossa : Four seven-five.

  Prosper : Six eight-seven and a half.

• Prosper : [taking his letter]  We may be young but we're not completely stupid.

  Barbarossa : Give that back! Before I tear you nasty little tongue out you...

  Bo : [slams his candy down]  You can keep it because you shouted at Prosper! And anyway, it was yucky.

• Bo : Prop, where's this train going?

  Prosper : Hopefully South.

• Scipio : Now tell me, what did you steal? Money, jewels? Are you lock-pickers? Purse-pickers?- Pocket-pickers?

  Prosper : We're not thieves.

• Prosper : The Thief Lord was a little rich boy's game. And we were your fools.

• Prosper : You better go home, Scipio. The others are angry. They don't understand what you've done.

  Scipio : Are you angry? Do you understand?

  Prosper : [pauses and Scipio looks down sadly]  I'm trying.

• Prosper : We may be young, but we're not completely stupid.

• Prosper : Problems don't just disappear because you've got older.

• Prosper : What you do is your choice. But I can't do this.

  Scipio : What about Bo? Think how happy he'd be

  Prosper : Bo wants me as a brother, not a father.

• Scipio : What's the matter?

  Prosper : I'm scared.

  Scipio : Of what?

  Prosper : Of guns.

• Bo : [holding gondola ornaments]  Look, Prop. Gondolas.

  Prosper : What are you doing opening the boxes? Put 'em back.

  Bo : I didn't. This one was open already.

  Prosper : Put 'em back, anyway. They don't belong to us.