Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone (film)

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Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone (released in the United States as Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone) is a 2001 film based on the book of the same name by J. K. Rowling.

Directed by w:Home Alone 2: Lost in New York director Chris Columbus. Screenplay by Steve Kloves.
Let The Magic Begin (taglines)

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[edit] Harry Potter

  • [After Seamus Finnegan's feather blows up] I think we're going to need another feather over here, Professor.
  • [Wears his new Invisibility Cloak] My body's gone!!!!
  • [Malfoy steals Neville's Remembrall] Give it here, Malfoy, or I'll knock you off your broom!
  • [reading his welcoming letter] "Dear Mr. Potter, We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

[edit] Hermione Granger

  • [to Ron] No, stop! Stop! Stop! You're going to take someone's eye out. Besides, you're saying it wrong. It's "Levi-O-sa", not "Levio-Sar".
  • [to Harry] Holy cricket, you're Harry Potter.
  • Occulus Reparo. (Spell for repairing Harry's broken glasses)
  • [When Harry jumps on the broom after she says not to] What an idiot.
  • " [to Harry and Ron]" If you don't mind, I'm going to bed before either of you come with another clever idea to get us killed... or worse, expelled!
  • [under the trapdoor] You're a great wizard, Harry.

[edit] Draco Malfoy

  • It's true then. What they're saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts.
  • Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask you yours. Red hair, and a hand-me-down robe? You must be a Weasley.
  • You'll soon find that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there.
  • [Of Neville and his Remembrall] Maybe if the fat lump had given this a squeeze, he would have remembered to fall on his fat arse!

[edit] Severus Snape

  • [entering class room] There will be no foolish wand waving or silly incantations in this class.
  • I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death... then again, mabye some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confident enough... to not pay attention.(to Harry, the only student taking notes.)
  • Mr. Potter. Our new... celebrity.

[edit] Hagrid

  • (after breaking down the Dursley's door and looming ominously into the room) Sorry about that. (props up the door)
  • Yer a wizard, Harry.
  • Well, 'just Harry'- did you ever make anything happen? Anything you couldn't explain when you were angry, or scared?
  • Harry... not all wizards are good. A few years ago there was one who went as bad as you can go. And his name was V... [Harry asks if he could write the name down] Nah, I can't spell it. All right- Voldemort.
  • [repeated] I shouldn'a said that.

[edit] Dumbledore

  • It does not do to dwell on dreams Harry, and forget to live.
  • To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.
  • The truth is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with caution.
  • [Leaving Harry on the Dursleys' door step] Good luck, Harry Potter.

[edit] Lord Voldemort

  • There is no good and evil. There is only power... and those too weak to seek it.

[edit] Other

Dudley: Daddy's gone mad, hasn't he?!
Professor Quirrell: TROOOOOOOLL! IN THE DUNGEON! TROLL IN THE DUNGEON! [Silence] Thought you ought to know. [Faints]
Professor McGonagall: [To Ron and Harry] Five points... will be awarded to each of you... for sheer dumb luck.
Uncle Vernon:I'm warning you now, boy. Any funny business... any at all... and you won't have any meals for a week.
Uncle Vernon:[Putting a board against the mail slot] "No more mail through this letter box."
Uncle Vernon :[Running after Harry] "Give me that, give me that letter!"

[the letters continue to flood the house]

Uncle Vernon :[yelling at the top of his voice] "That's it. We're going away, far away, where they can't find us!"
Hagrid:"Dry up, Dursley, you great prune."
"HAPPEE BIRTHDAY HARRY!" [Harry's Birthday Cake from Hagrid]

[edit] Dialogue

[First lines]
Dumbledore: (To cat) I should have known that you would be here... Professor McGonagall.
(The cat turns into McGonagall)
McGonagall: Good evening, Professor Dumbledore. Are the rumors true, Albus?
Dumbledore: I'm afraid they are, Professor. The good and the bad.
McGonagall: And the boy?
Dumbledore: Hagrid is bringing him.
McGonagall: Do you really think it wise trusting Hagrid with something as important as this?
Dumbledore: Ah, Professor. I would trust Hagrid with my life.
(Hagrid appears on a flying motorcycle)
Hagrid: Professor Dumbledore, sir. Professor McGonagall.
Dumbledore: Ah, Hagrid. No trouble, I assume?
Hagrid: No, sir. Little tyke fell asleep just as we were flying over Bristol. (hands Dumbledore a bundle - Harry) Try not to wake him.
(Dumbledore takes Harry and heads for the Dursleys)
McGonagall: Do you think it's safe, leaving him with these people? I've watched them all day, they're the worst sort of... Muggles imaginable. They really are--
Dumbledore: The only family he has.
Ron: Not me, not Hermione, You.
McGonagall: This boy will be famous. There won't be a child in our world that doesn't know his name.
Dumbledore: Exactly. He's better off growing up away from all that... until he is ready.
(Dumbledore places Harry on the doorstep. Hagrid snivels.)
Dumbledore: There, there, Hagrid. It's not really goodbye, after all.
(Hagrid nods)
Dumbledore: (Places a letter on Harry) Good luck... Harry Potter.
Dudley: How many are there?!
Uncle Vernon: 36, counted them myself.
Dudley: 36?! But last year, last year I got 37!
Uncle Vernon: Well, some are a bit bigger than last year's -
Dudley: I DON'T CARE HOW BIG THEY ARE!
Uncle Vernon: [grabs Harry by the hair] What happened?!
Harry: I swear, I don't know! One minute, the glass was there and then it was gone, it's like magic.
Uncle Vernon: [puts Harry in the stairway, in a fierce tone] There's no such thing, as magic. [slam the door]
Uncle Vernon: Ahh... it’s Sunday. The best day of the week. Why is that, Dudley?
Harry: [when Dudley doesn't answer] Because there’s no post on Sundays?
Uncle Vernon: Right you are, Harry! No post on Sundays. Hah!
Uncle Vernon: [holding Hagrid at gunpoint] I demand that you leave at once, sir! You are breaking and entering!
Hagrid: [grabs the nose of gun] Dry up, Dursley, yeh great prune! [bends the nose upward]
[The gun shoots and makes a hole in the ceiling]
Harry: Who are you?
Hagrid: Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts. Of course, you know all about Hogwarts.
Harry: Sorry, no.
[Hagrid has just told Harry the truth - that he is a wizard.]
Harry: I... can't be a... a wizard. I mean, I'm... just... Harry. Just Harry.
Hagrid: Well, 'Just Harry'... did you ever make anything happen? Anything you couldn't explain when you were angry or scared?
Harry: [to the Dursleys; angrily] You knew! You knew all along and you never told me?!
Aunt Petunia: Of course we knew! How could you not be? My perfect sister being what she was? My mother and father were so proud the day she got her letter. "We have a witch in the family. Isn't it wonderful?" I was the only one who saw her for what she was: a freak! And then she met that Potter, and she had you, and I knew you'd be the same. Just as strange, just as... abnormal. And then, if you please, she went and got herself blown up and we got landed with you!
Harry: "Blown up"?! You told me my parents died in a car crash!
Hagrid: A CAR CRASH?! A car crash kill Lily an' James Potter?!
Aunt Petunia: We had to tell him something.
Hagrid: It's an outrage! It's a scandal!
Hermione: Has anyone seen a toad? A boy named Neville has lost one. [sees Ron attempting magic] Oh, you're doing magic? Let's see then.
Ron: Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, turn this stupid, fat rat yellow.
[Nothing happens]
Hermione: Are you sure that's a real spell? Well, not very good is it? Of course I've only tried a few simple ones myself, but they've all worked for me. For example, [sits in front of Harry] Oculus Reparo.
[She waves her wand and Harry's glasses are immediately fixed.]
Hermione: That's better, isn't it? [realizes who he is] Holy cricket, you're Harry Potter! I'm Hermione Granger. [looks at Ron] And... you are?
Ron: [muffled] I'm Ron Weasley.
Hermione: Pleasure. You two better change into robes, I expect we'll be arriving soon. [leaves, but turns around to face Ron] You've got dirt on your nose, by the way... Did you know? Just there...
Malfoy: So it's true then. What they're saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts.
[All the first years murmur in excitement.]
Malfoy: This is Crabbe, and Goyle. And I'm Malfoy. Draco Malfoy.
[Ron snickers]
Malfoy: You think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask yours. Red hair, and a hand-me-down-robe? You must be a Weasley. You'll soon find out some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there. [offers his hand]
Harry: I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks.
[Harry has just joined the Gryffindor Quidditch team.]
Ron: Fred and George are on the team too. Beaters.
Fred: Our job is to make sure that you don't get bloodied up too much! Can't make any promises. Rough game, Quidditch.
George: Brutal! But no one's died in years. Someone will vanish occasionally (Harry and Ron walk off) but they'll turn up in a month or two!
Hermione: Now if you two don't mind, I'm going to bed before either of you come up with another clever idea to get us all killed. Or worse, expelled.
Ron: [to Harry] She needs to sort out her priorities.
Oliver: (Leading Harry to practice, carrying a trunk) Quidditch is easy enough to understand. Each team has seven players: Three Chasers, two Beaters, one Keeper, and a Seeker. That's you. (Opens trunk and takes a round ball with four indents in it out) There are three things of balls. (Tosses it to Harry) This one's called the Quaffle. The Chasers handle the Quaffle and try to put it through one of those three hoops. (Points to three hoops on opposite end of field.) The Keeper... (Puts hands on chest) that's me... defends the hoops. With me so far?
Harry: I think so. (Tosses Quaffle back to Oliver) What are those? (Acknowledges two other balls)
Oliver: Oh. (Takes out a bat, a little shorter that a baseball bat) You better take this. (Hands bat to Harry, then unlatches one of the balls from trunk. It shoots up into the air, then zooms back down)
Oliver: Careful now, it's comin' back.
(Harry whacks the ball with the bat. The ball zooms off in another direction)
Oliver: Not bad, Potter. You'd make a fair Beater. (The ball comes back heading directly for Oliver) Uh-oh. (It whacks him in the chest, knocking him over. He fights with it to get it back in the trunk. He eventually succeeds, and locks it back in)
Harry: What was that thing?
Oliver: (Panting) Bludger. Nasty looking buggers. But you... (Points to Harry)...are a Seeker. (Takes out walnut-sized gold ball with silver wings) The only thing I want you to worry about is this. The Golden Snitch. (Hands it to Harry)
Harry: I like this ball.
Oliver: Ah, you like it now. Just wait. It's wicked fast and damn near impossible to see.
Harry: What do I do with it?
Oliver: You catch it... before the other team's Seeker. You catch this... the game is over. You catch this, Potter, and we win.
(Harry lets the ball fly around in the air)
Harry: Wow.
Ron: [mocking Hermione] It's "Levi-o-sa", not "Levio-sar". [his friends laugh] She's a nightmare, honestly! It's no wonder she hasn't got any friends.
[Hermione runs past, upset]
Harry: I think she heard you.
Hagrid: Ron, Hermione, you'll come with me.
Ron: (In a timid, high voice) Okay.
Hagrid: And Harry, you'll go with Malfoy.
[Harry nods]
Malfoy: Alright, then I get Fang.
Hagrid: Fine. Just sos you know, he's a bloody coward.
(Malfoy and Harry look over at Fang, who whimpers)
Hermione: You're a great wizard, Harry, you really are.
Harry: Not as good as you.
Hermione: [laughs] Me? Books and cleverness. There are more important things, like friendship and bravery. And Harry - just be careful.
[Harry enters a dungeon and discovers Quirrell in front of the Mirror of Erised]
Harry: You. No, it can't-it can't be. Snape, he was-he was the one who--
Quirrell: Yes, Snape. He does seem the type, doesn't he? Next to him, who would suspect p-p-p-poor st-st-st-stuttering Professor Quirrell?
Harry: But that day, during the Quidditch match, Snape tried to kill me.
Quirrell: No, dear boy. I tried to kill you! And trust me, if Snape's cloak hadn't caught fire and broken my eye contact, I would have succeeded. Even with Snape muttering his little counter-curse.
Harry: Snape was... trying to save me?
Quirrell: I knew you were a danger to me right from the off. Especially after Halloween.
Harry: Th-th-then you let the troll in!
Quirrell: Very good, Potter, yes. Snape, unfortunately, wasn't fooled. While everyone else was running about the dungeons, he went to the third floor to head me off. He, of course, never trusted me again. He barely left me alone. But he doesn't understand. I'm never alone. Never. Now, what does this mirror do? Yes, I see what I desire. I see myself holding the stone. But how do I get it?!
Voice: Use the boy.
Quirrell: Come here, Potter! Now!
[Harry walks to Quirrell and the Mirror of Erised]
Quirrell: Now... tell me. What do you see?
[Harry sees his reflection take out the Philosopher's Stone, then places it into his pocket. He realizes that it actually is in his pocket.]
Quirrell: What is it? What do you see?
Harry: I'm shaking hands with Dumbledore. I've won the House Cup.
Voice: He lies.
Quirrell: Tell the truth! What do you see?!
Voice: Let me speak to him.
Quirrell: Master, you are not strong enough!
Voice: I have strength enough for this...
[Quirrell unwraps his turban, revealing a hideous face on the back of his head - Voldemort.]
Voldemort: Harry Potter. We meet again.
Harry: Voldemort?
Voldemort: Yes. You see what I've become? See what I must do to survive? Live off another, a mere parasite. Unicorn blood can sustain me, but it cannot give me a body of my own. But there is something that can. Something that, conviently enough, lies in your pocket.
[Harry attempts to escape]
Voldemort: Stop him!
[Quirrell blocks Harry by snapping his fingers, causing a large fire to block off the entrance]
Voldemort: Don't be a fool. Why suffer a horrific death, when you can join me and live?
Harry: Never!
Voldemort: [laughs] Bravery. Your parents had it too. Tell me, Harry... would you like to see your mother and father again? [Harry's parents appear in the Mirror of Erised] Together, we can bring them back. All I ask is for something in return.
[Harry pulls the stone out of his pocket.]
Voldemort: That's it, Harry. There is no good and evil. There is only power... and those too weak to seek it. Together, we'll do extraordinary things. Just give me the stone!
[Harry's parents disappear from the mirror]
Harry: You liar!
Voldemort: Kill him!
[Quirrell flies into the air and begins choking Harry. Harry grabs Quirrell's wrist, which immediately begins to burn and turn into ash. Quirrell lets go of Harry in fear.]
Quirrell: What is this magic?!
Voldemort: Fool! Get the stone!
[Quirrell reaches for the stone with his other hand. Harry puts his hands on Quirrell's face, causing his face to burn and turn to ash too. Quirrel screams in agony and pain until there is nothing but his robes. Harry grabs the stone behind him the ghost of the dark lord rushes at Harry, knocks him out and escapes while the camera pans towards the stone.]
[Last lines]
Hermione: Feels strange to be going home, doesn't it?
Harry: I'm not going home...not really.

[edit] Deleted Scenes

Hermione: Look at you playing with your cards. Pathetic! We've got final exams coming up soon.
Ron: I'm ready! Ask me any question.
Hermione: All right, what are the three most crucial ingredients in a Forgetfulness Potion?
Ron: ... I forgot.
Hermione: And what, may I ask, do you plan to do if this comes up in the final exam?
Ron: Copy off you?
Hermione: No, you won't! Besides, according to Professor McGonagall, we're to be given special quills bewitched with an anti-cheating spell.
Ron: That's insulting! It's as if they don't trust us! [checks a card, irritated] Dumbledore again!
Aunt Petunia: This is what you're going to be wearing when I finish dying it.
Harry: But that's Dudley's old uniform! It'll fit me like bits of old elephant skin.
Professor Severus Snape: For your information Potter, Asphodel and Wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful it is known as the Draught of the Living Death, a Bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat and it will save you from most poisons. As for Monkshood and Wolfbane, they are the same plant which also goes by the name of Aconite. [to the rest of the class] Well, why aren't you all copying this down?
Harry: Good of you to get us out of trouble like that.
Ron: Mind you, we did save her life!
Harry: Mind you, she might not have needed saving if you hadn't insulted her.
Ron: What are friends for?
Hagrid: Crikey, I'd love a dragon.
Harry: You'd like a dragon?
Hagrid: Vastly misunderstood beasts, Harry. Vastly misunderstood.
Ron: [Neville comes hopping in, his legs apparently stuck together] Leg-Locker Curse?
Harry: Malfoy.
Ron: You have got to start standing up to people, Neville.
Neville Longbottom: [wobbling uncontrollably] How? I can barely stand at all!
Seamus Finnigan: [jumping up, wand at the ready] I'll do the counter-curse!
Neville Longbottom: No, that's all I need... you to set my bloody kneecaps on fire!
Seamus Finnigan: [slamming his wand down] I don't appreciate the insinuation, Longbottom. Besides, if anyone cares to notice, my eyebrows have completely grown back! [stalks off angrily, showing a large chunk of hair missing from the back of his head]
Harry: I found him! [hands Ron a Chocolate Frog card of Dumbledore]
Ron: 'Dumbledore is particularly famous for his defeat of the Dark Wizard Grindelwald in 1945-'
Harry: Go on.
Ron: '-for his discovery of the 12 uses of Dragon Blood, and his work on alchemy with his partner Nicolas Flamel!'
Harry: I knew the name sounded familiar, I read it on the train that day.
Hermione: [beaming excitedly] Follow me!
[the Trio tears out of the Great Hall, leaving poor Neville still flailing around]
Neville Longbottom: Hey, wait, where are you going? What about the counter-curse?! [before he can say another word he topples over backwards, sparking a fresh round of laughter from the other students]

[edit] Taglines

  • Let The Magic Begin.
  • Journey Beyond Your Imagination.

[edit] Cast

[edit] External links

Harry Potter
Film series
Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone book film
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets book film
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban book film
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire book film
Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix book film
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince book film
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows book Part 1 film - Part 2 film
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