[on Sid's clumsy attempts to scale a cliff] Manfred: You're an embarrassment to nature. Ya know that?
Diego: Save your breath, Sid. You know humans can't talk.
Manfred: Here's your little bundle of joy. We're returning it to the humans. Sid: Awww, the big bad tigey-wigey gets left behind. Poor Tigey-Wigey. Manfred: Sid, Tigey-Wigey's gonna lead the way. Sid: Uh, Manny, can I-can I-can I talk to you for a se...
Manfred: Okay, you. Check for poop. Sid: Hey, why am I the poop-checker? Manfred: Because returning the runt was your idea, because you're small and insignificant, and because I'll pummel you if you don't. Sid: ...Why else? Manfred: NOW, Sid!
Sid: My feet are sweating. Diego: Do we need a news flash every time your body does something? Manfred: He's doing it for attention, just ignore him.
Sid: Can I hang out with you? Manfred: Sure. Climb on my back and relax the whole way. Sid: Really? Manfred: No.
Sid: So she picks this hair off my shoulder, and says, "If you're gonna have a second mating dance, at least pick a sloth with the same color pelt." And I'm thinkin', "Whoa! She's gonna go praying-mantis on me." Know what I'm saying? Manny: Hey, if y...
Sid: [catching up to Manfred and Diego, he sits down on the top of a geyser] Hey, thanks for waiting. Diego, Manfred: Three, two, one... [the geyser erupts, and sends Sid shooting up into the sky] Manfred: Sure is faithful. [Sid lands with his head ...
Sid: From now on, you'll have to refer to me as "Sid, Lord of the Flame." Manfred: Hey, Lord of the Flame, your tail's on fire.
Manfred: [to Sid] Let's get something straight, okay? There's no "we". There never *was* a "we". In fact, without "me", there wouldn't even be a "you"!
[last lines] Sid: You know? This whole ice age thing is getting old. You know what I could go for? A global warming. Diego: Keep dreaming. Sid: No really...
Diego: Why did you do that? You could've died trying to save me. Manfred: That's what you do in a herd: you look out for each other. Diego: Well... thanks.
Diego: I'm... sorry I set you guys up. Sid: Ah, you know me, I'm too lazy to hold a grudge.
[Sid is drawing a sloth with chalk] Diego: What are you doing? Sid: I'm putting sloths on the map. Manfred: Why don't you make him more realistic and draw him lying down? Diego: And make him rounder. [Manfred draws a pot-belly on Sid's drawing] Diego...
Manfred: Hey, buddy, want a lift? Diego: No, thanks. I'm saving what little dignity I've got left. Sid: You're hanging out with us now, pal. Dignity has nothing to do with it.
[Diego makes a huge jump] Sid: I wish I could jump like that. Manfred: [kicking Sid] Wish granted.
Start: Hey! Do the world a favor. Move your issues off the road! Manfred: If my trunk was that small, I wouldn't call attention to myself, pal.
Dodo: [rallying other dodoes] Prepare for the Ice Age. Dodo: Protect the dodo way of life. Dodo: Survival separates the dodos from the beasts.
