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HARRY: We've got to go. We've got to save her.
TOM RIDDLE: I'm afraid I can't do that.
TOM RIDDLE: You see, as poor Ginny grows weaker, I grow stronger.
TOM RIDDLE: Yes, Harry, it was Ginny Weasley who opened the Chamber of Secrets.
HARRY: No. She couldn't. She wouldn't.
TOM RIDDLE: It was Ginny who set the basilisk on the Mudbloods and Filch's cat Ginny who wrote the threatening messages on the walls.
HARRY: But why?
TOM RIDDLE: Because I told her to.
TOM RIDDLE: You'll find I can be very persuasive.
TOM RIDDLE: Not that she knew what she was doing.
TOM RIDDLE: She was, shall we say, in a kind of trance.
TOM RIDDLE: Still, the power of the diary began to scare her.
TOM RIDDLE: She tried to dispose of it in the girls' bathroom.
TOM RIDDLE: And then who should find it but you?
TOM RIDDLE: The very person I was most anxious to meet.
HARRY: And why did you want to meet me?
TOM RIDDLE: I knew I had to talk to you, meet you if I could.
TOM RIDDLE: So I decided to show you my capture of that brainless oaf Hagrid to gain your trust.
HARRY: Hagrid's my friend.
HARRY: And you framed him, didn't you?
TOM RIDDLE: It was my word against Hagrid's.
TOM RIDDLE: Only Dumbledore seemed to think he was innocent.
HARRY: I'll bet Dumbledore saw right through you.
TOM RIDDLE: He certainly kept an annoyingly close watch on me after that.
TOM RIDDLE: I knew it wouldn't be safe to open the Chamber again while I was at school so I decided to leave behind a diary preserving my 16-year-old self in its pages so that one day
TOM RIDDLE: I would be able to lead another to finish Salazar Slytherin's noble work.
HARRY: Well, you haven't finished it this time.
HARRY: In a few hours, the Mandrake Draught will be ready.
HARRY: And everyone who was Petrified will be all right again.
TOM RIDDLE: Haven't I told you? Killing Mudbloods doesn't matter to me anymore.
TOM RIDDLE: For many months now, my new target has been you.
TOM RIDDLE: How is it that a baby with no extraordinary magical talent was able to defeat the greatest wizard of all time?
TOM RIDDLE: How did you escape with nothing but a scar while Lord Voldemort's powers were destroyed?
HARRY: Why do you care how I escaped?
HARRY: Voldemort was after your time.
TOM RIDDLE: Voldemort is my past, present and future.
HARRY: You. You're the Heir of Slytherin.
HARRY: You're Voldemort.
TOM RIDDLE: Surely you didn't think .I was going to keep my filthy Muggle father's name?
TOM RIDDLE: No. I fashioned myself a new name, a name I knew wizards everywhere would fear to speak when I became the greatest sorcerer in the world.
HARRY: Albus Dumbledore is the greatest sorcerer in the world.
TOM RIDDLE: Dumbledore's been driven out of this castle by the mere memory of me.
HARRY: He'll never be gone.
HARRY: Not as long as those who remain are loyal to him.
HARRY: Fawkes?
TOM RIDDLE: So this is what Dumbledore sends his great defender.
TOM RIDDLE: A songbird and an old hat.
TOM RIDDLE: Let's match the power of Lord Voldemort, Heir of Salazar Slytherin against the famous Harry Potter.
TOM RIDDLE: Parseltongue won't save you now, Potter.
TOM RIDDLE: It only obeys me.
TOM RIDDLE: No! Your bird may have blinded the basilisk, but it can still hear you.
TOM RIDDLE: Yes, Potter.
TOM RIDDLE: The process is nearly complete.
TOM RIDDLE: In a few minutes, Ginny Weasley will be dead, and I will cease to be a memory.
TOM RIDDLE: Lord Voldemort will return .very much alive.
HARRY: Ginny?
TOM RIDDLE: Remarkable, isn't it? how quickly the venom of the basilisk penetrates the body?
TOM RIDDLE: I'd guess you have little more than a minute to live.
TOM RIDDLE: You'll be with your dear Mudblood mother soon, Harry.
TOM RIDDLE: Funny, the damage a silly little book can do especially in the hands of a silly little girl.
TOM RIDDLE: What are you doing?
TOM RIDDLE: Stop. No!
HARRY: Ginny?
GINNY: Harry, It was me.
GINNY: But I swear, I didn't mean to.
GINNY: Riddle made me, and...
GINNY: Harry, you're hurt.
HARRY: Don't worry.
HARRY: Ginny, you need to get yourself out.
HARRY: Follow the Chamber and you'll find Ron.
HARRY: You were brilliant, Fawkes.
HARRY: I just wasn't quick enough.
HARRY: Of course.
HARRY: Phoenix tears have healing powers.
HARRY: Thanks.
HARRY: It's all right, Ginny.
HARRY: It's over.
HARRY: It's just a memory.
GILDEROY LOCKHART: Amazing!
GILDEROY LOCKHART: This is just like magic!
DUMBLEDORE: You both realize, of course that in the past few hours, you have broken perhaps a dozen school rules.
HARRY AND RON: Yes, sir.
DUMBLEDORE: There is sufficient evidence to have you both expelled.
HARRY AND RON: Yes, sir.
DUMBLEDORE: Therefore, it is only fitting that you both receive Special Awards for Services to the School.
RON: Thanks, sir.
DUMBLEDORE: Now, Mr. Weasley, if you would have an owl deliver these release papers to Azkaban.
DUMBLEDORE: I believe we want our gamekeeper back.
DUMBLEDORE: Harry, First, I want to thank you, Harry.
DUMBLEDORE: You must have shown me real loyalty down in the Chamber.
DUMBLEDORE: Nothing but that could have called Fawkes to you.
DUMBLEDORE: And second I sense that something is troubling you.
DUMBLEDORE: Am I right, Harry?
HARRY: It's just...
HARRY: You see, sir, I couldn't help but notice certain things, certain...
HARRY: Certain similarities between Tom Riddle and me.
DUMBLEDORE: I see.
DUMBLEDORE: Well, you can speak Parseltongue, Harry. Why?
DUMBLEDORE: Because Lord Voldemort can speak Parseltongue.
DUMBLEDORE: If I'm not mistaken, Harry he transferred some of his powers to you the night he gave you that scar.