[riding on Kristoff's sled]
Kristoff: Hang on! We like to go fast!
Anna: I like fast! [She props her feet up on the "dashboard"]
Kristoff: Whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa! Get your feet down. This is fresh lacquer. Seriously, were you raised in a barn? [He spits on the spot where Anna had her feet propped up. Some of the spit gets in Anna's face]
Anna: Ugh! No, I was raised in a castle!
Kristoff: Hmmm. So, uh tell me. What made the Queen go all ice-crazy?
Anna: Oh, well, it was all my fault. I got engaged, but then she freaked out because I'd only just met him, you know, that day, and she said she wouldn't bless the marriage and-
Kristoff: Wait. You got engaged to someone you just met that day?
Anna: Yeah. Anyway, I got mad ,and so she got mad and then she tried to walk away and I grabbed her glove-
Kristoff: HANG ON! You mean to tell me you got engaged to someone you just met that day?!
Anna: Yes, pay attention! But the thing is, she wore the gloves all the time, so I just thought, "Maybe she has a thing about dirt!"
Kristoff: Didn't your parents ever warn you about strangers?
Anna: .....Yyyyyyyyyeessss, they did. [She scoots slightly to the edge of the seat] But Hans is not a stranger!
Kristoff: Oh, yeah? What's his last name?
Anna: [scoffs] Of-the-Southern-Isles!
Kristoff: What's his favorite food?
Anna: Sandwiches.
Kristoff: Best friend's name?
Anna: Probably John.
Kristoff: Eye color?
Anna: Dreamy.
Kristoff: Foot size?
Anna: Foot size doesn't matter!
Kristoff: Have you had a meal with him yet? What if you hate the way he eats? What if you hate the way he picks his nose?
Anna: [disgusted] Picks his nose?
Kristoff: And eats it.
Anna: [annoyed] Excuse me, sir, he is a prince. [beat]
Kristoff: All men do it.
Anna: Ew! [scoffs] Look, it doesn't matter; it's true love.
Kristoff: Doesn't sound like true love.
Anna: Are you some sort of love expert?
Kristoff: No, but... I have friends who are.
Anna: You have friends who are love experts? I'm not buying it. [Sven suddenly comes to a stop]
Kristoff: Stop talking.
Anna: No, no, no, no, no! I'd like to meet these-[Kristoff puts a hand over Anna's mouth]
Kristoff: No! I mean it.
Anna: Mmmph! Mmmph! [Anna shoves his hand away from her mouth] But-
Kristoff: Ssshhh! [Kristoff scans the area behind them with his lantern. He sees a pack of hungry wolves slowly approaching them] Sven, go. Go!
Anna: What are they.
Kristoff: Wolves.
Anna: Wolves?
Kristoff: Hang on! We like to go fast!
Anna: I like fast! [She props her feet up on the "dashboard"]
Kristoff: Whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa! Get your feet down. This is fresh lacquer. Seriously, were you raised in a barn? [He spits on the spot where Anna had her feet propped up. Some of the spit gets in Anna's face]
Anna: Ugh! No, I was raised in a castle!
Kristoff: Hmmm. So, uh tell me. What made the Queen go all ice-crazy?
Anna: Oh, well, it was all my fault. I got engaged, but then she freaked out because I'd only just met him, you know, that day, and she said she wouldn't bless the marriage and-
Kristoff: Wait. You got engaged to someone you just met that day?
Anna: Yeah. Anyway, I got mad ,and so she got mad and then she tried to walk away and I grabbed her glove-
Kristoff: HANG ON! You mean to tell me you got engaged to someone you just met that day?!
Anna: Yes, pay attention! But the thing is, she wore the gloves all the time, so I just thought, "Maybe she has a thing about dirt!"
Kristoff: Didn't your parents ever warn you about strangers?
Anna: .....Yyyyyyyyyeessss, they did. [She scoots slightly to the edge of the seat] But Hans is not a stranger!
Kristoff: Oh, yeah? What's his last name?
Anna: [scoffs] Of-the-Southern-Isles!
Kristoff: What's his favorite food?
Anna: Sandwiches.
Kristoff: Best friend's name?
Anna: Probably John.
Kristoff: Eye color?
Anna: Dreamy.
Kristoff: Foot size?
Anna: Foot size doesn't matter!
Kristoff: Have you had a meal with him yet? What if you hate the way he eats? What if you hate the way he picks his nose?
Anna: [disgusted] Picks his nose?
Kristoff: And eats it.
Anna: [annoyed] Excuse me, sir, he is a prince. [beat]
Kristoff: All men do it.
Anna: Ew! [scoffs] Look, it doesn't matter; it's true love.
Kristoff: Doesn't sound like true love.
Anna: Are you some sort of love expert?
Kristoff: No, but... I have friends who are.
Anna: You have friends who are love experts? I'm not buying it. [Sven suddenly comes to a stop]
Kristoff: Stop talking.
Anna: No, no, no, no, no! I'd like to meet these-[Kristoff puts a hand over Anna's mouth]
Kristoff: No! I mean it.
Anna: Mmmph! Mmmph! [Anna shoves his hand away from her mouth] But-
Kristoff: Ssshhh! [Kristoff scans the area behind them with his lantern. He sees a pack of hungry wolves slowly approaching them] Sven, go. Go!
Anna: What are they.
Kristoff: Wolves.
Anna: Wolves?
[riding on Kristoff's sled]
Kristoff: Hang on! We like to go fast!
Anna: I like fast! [She props her feet up on the "dashboard"]
Kristoff: Whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa! Get your feet down. This is fresh lacquer. Seriously, were you raised in a barn? [He spits on the spot where Anna had her feet propped up. Some of the spit gets in Anna's face]
Anna: Ugh! No, I was raised in a castle!
Kristoff: Hmmm. So, uh tell me. What made the Queen go all ice-crazy?
Anna : Oh, well, it was all my fault. I got engaged, but then she freaked out because I'd only just met him, you know, that day, and she said she wouldn't bless the marriage and-
Kristoff : Wait. You got engaged to someone you just met that day?
Anna : Yeah. Anyway, I got mad ,and so she got mad and then she tried to walk away and I grabbed her glove-
Kristoff : HANG ON! You mean to tell me you got engaged to someone you just met that day ?!
Anna : Yes, pay attention! But the thing is, she wore the gloves all the time, so I just thought, "Maybe she has a thing about dirt!"
Kristoff : Didn't your parents ever warn you about strangers?
Anna : .....Yyyyyyyyyeessss, they did. [She scoots slightly to the edge of the seat] But Hans is not a stranger!
Kristoff : Oh, yeah? What's his last name?
Anna : [scoffs] Of-the-Southern-Isles!
Kristoff : What's his favorite food?
Anna : Sandwiches.
Kristoff : Best friend's name?
Anna : Probably John.
Kristoff : Eye color?
Anna : Dreamy.
Kristoff : Foot size?
Anna : Foot size doesn't matter!
Kristoff : Have you had a meal with him yet? What if you hate the way he eats? What if you hate the way he picks his nose?
Anna : [disgusted] Picks his nose?
Kristoff : And eats it.
Anna : [annoyed] Excuse me, sir, he is a prince. [beat]
Kristoff : All men do it.
Anna : Ew! [scoffs] Look, it doesn't matter; it's true love.
Kristoff : Doesn't sound like true love.
Anna : Are you some sort of love expert?
Kristoff : No, but... I have friends who are.
Anna : You have friends who are love experts? I'm not buying it. [Sven suddenly comes to a stop]
Kristoff : Stop talking.
Anna : No, no, no, no, no! I'd like to meet these- [Kristoff puts a hand over Anna's mouth]
Kristoff : No! I mean it.
Anna: Mmmph! Mmmph! [Anna shoves his hand away from her mouth] But-
Kristoff: Ssshhh! [Kristoff scans the area behind them with his lantern. He sees a pack of hungry wolves slowly approaching them] Sven, go. Go!
Anna : What are they.
Kristoff : Wolves.
Anna : Wolves?
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