WALL·E

WALL·E Quotes

In the distant future, a small waste collecting robot inadvertently embarks on a space journey that will ultimately decide the fate of mankind.

AUTO: [Auto has just shown the Captain directive A-113, which is a message not to return to Earth due to rising toxicity levels making life unsustainable] Now, the plant.
Captain: No wait a minute, Computer when was the message sent out to the Axiom?
Ship's Computer: Message received in the year 2110.
Captain: That's... That's nearly 700 years ago! Auto, things have changed. We've gotta go back.
AUTO: Sir, orders are do not return to Earth.
Captain: But life is sustainable now. Look at this plant. Green and growing. It's living proof he was wrong.
AUTO: Irrelevant, Captain.
Captain: What? It's completely relevant.
[moves toward the window]
Captain: Out there is our home. *HOME*, Auto. And it's in trouble. I can't just sit here and-and-do nothing.
[moves back toward Auto]
Captain: That's all I've ever done! That's all anyone on this blasted ship has ever done. Nothing!
AUTO: On the Axiom, you will survive.
Captain: I don't want to survive. I want to live.
AUTO: Must follow my directive.
Captain: [groans in frustration, then turns around and notices that Auto is looming closer in the portraits of his predecessors. AUTO looms close behind him making him tighten his cap] I'm the captain of the Axiom. We are going home *today*.
[Auto advances toward him threateningly, causing the Captain to flinch]
EVE: Name?
WALL.E: WALL-E.
EVE: WALL-E?
[giggles]
EVE: EVE.
WALL.E: [attempting to pronounce it] Eeee...
EVE: EVE.
WALL.E: Eeeee... aah.
EVE: "EVE"! "EVE"!
WALL.E: Eeeee... va?
[EVE giggles]
Captain: [Standing in front of a hologram of the plant from EVE's camera] Haha! Look what I got, AUTO!
AUTO: Not possible.
Captain: [chuckles] That's right, the plant. Oh, you want it? Come and get it, blinky.
EVE: [EVE repeats "Directive" in multiple languages, ending with... ] Directive?
[WALL-E demonstrates his trash-compacting function]
WALL.E: Ta-dah!
EVE: Ohhh...
WALL.E: Dirrrrr-ect-tivvve?
EVE: Directive?
[WALL-E nods]
EVE: [Eve turns away, sharply] Classified.
WALL.E: Oh.
Ship's Computer: Voice confirmation required.
Captain: Uhhh...
Ship's Computer: [after the "uhh" echoes] Accepted.
WALL.E: [M-O has finished cleaning a severely damaged WALL-E, who strains to give a handshake] WALL-E.
MO: [M-O scrubs WALL-E's hand, then shakes it] M-O.
[M-O reverts to his box form]
WALL.E: [pause] M-O?
MO: M-O.
WALL.E: [another pause] M-O.
[last lines]
Captain: This is called farming! You kids are gonna grow all kinds of plants! Vegetable plants, pizza plants.
[laughs]
Captain: Oh, it's good to be home!
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