Wallace: Oh, Gromit. We've created a monster. Hutch is the beast. The lunar panels! They must've ovestimulated his primitive bunny nature. And now when the moon is out, he undergoes a hideous transformation. [Suddenly Hutch starts twitching and growl...
Reverend Clement Hedges: Beware! Beware the beast within!
Wallace: And slow down, for pity's sake! You'll buckle me trunnions!
[after everyone thinks that the wererabbit is dead and everyone is celebrating] Lord Victor Quartermaine: [whispering] I don't want to alarm anyone, but the beast isn't actually dead yet. PC McIntosh: [shouting through his loudspeaker] *The beast isn...
[last lines] Hutch the Rabbit: Cheeeeeeeese!
Lord Victor Quartermaine: If I can't have your money, I'll can still bag your Bunny!
[Victor rams a pitchfork into Lady Tottington's hair] Lord Victor Quartermaine: Hmm. I rather like your hair pinned back.
Wallace: Ah, love, Gromit. That's the biggest trap of all. The tender trap, they call it. And that's how we'll capture this thing. A lovely lady rabbit. How could any hot-blooded rabbit beast resist?
[Gromit is manipulating a large female rabbit puppet to lure the Were-Rabbit] Wallace: Oh, come on, Gromit. A bit more, you know... alluring. [Gromit vamps it up] Wallace: Oho, very cheeky.
Lord Victor Quartermaine: Vicar! Vicar! Oh, where the devil is he? Reverend Clement Hedges: Do you want to confess? Lord Victor Quartermaine: I want to talk to you about... The beast. [lightning strikes] Reverend Clement Hedges: Everything you need t...
[repeated line] Lord Victor Quartermaine: What ho! Heard you had a spot of rabbit bother.
[Wallace and Gromit have captured a rabbit] Reverend Clement Hedges: Bless you Anti-Pesto! With you out there protecting our veg, the most important event of the year is safe. Mrs. Mulch: Yeah, and I hope they give them pests what's comin' to them an...
[after both of Victor's shots miss] Lord Victor Quartermaine: [Grabbing the Reverend] Quick! I need another gold bullet! Reverend Clement Hedges: They don't come cheap, you know!
Lord Victor Quartermaine: No one beats Victor Quartermain! Lady Campanula Tottington: Is that so? [Hits Victor over the head with her giant carrot] Lady Campanula Tottington: Consider yourself dumped.
Wallace: [as the BunVac 6000 labours] Sounds like a really big brute, this one. Give it some more welly.
Lord Victor Quartermaine: [preparing to engage Wallace in fisticuffs] And don't think that acting like a big girl's blouse will get you out of it. There's no mercy with Victor Quartermaine.
Wallace: [Entering through the gates of Tottington Hall] Ho-ho! Very classy
Lord Victor Quartermaine: You can hop, but you can't hide!
