
Movie Info
Starring: Ben Whishaw, Hugh Grant, Brendan Gleeson, Hugh Bonneville, Sally Hawkins, Julie Walters, Jim Broadbent, Peter Capaldi, Madeleine Harris, Samuel Joslin, Imelda Staunton
Story: Family comedy sequel co-written and directed by Paul King. Paddington 2 finds Paddington (Ben Whishaw) happily living with the Brown family (Hugh Bonneville and Sally Hawkins) and charming everyone in Windsor Gardens. While trying to buy the perfect birthday gift for Aunt Lucy, he sets his heart on a special pop-up book. When it’s stolen, and Paddington is framed and falsely imprisoned for it, he and the Browns have to find the real culprit and prove his innocence.
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Top Paddington 2 Quotes
Paddington: Well, I think you’re in great shape for a man your age, Mr. Brown.
Henry Brown: Ah, thank you, Paddington. Hang on, how old do you think I am?
Paddington: Oh, about eighty.
Henry Brown: Eighty?
Paddington: At least.
Paddington: [referring to Henry] He recently had a surprise at work. And this has prompted what Mrs. Bird calls “a full-blown midlife crisis”. It involves blending his food, painting his hair, and engaging in a process called chakrabatics.
Henry Brown: Are you quite sure you’re ready for the workplace, Paddington? It’s a tough, competitive world out there and I worry a good-natured little bear might get trampled underfoot.
Paddington: You’re kind, Mr. Brown, and you made it to the top.
Henry Brown: I’m nowhere near the top. I peaked in the middle. Now my hair’s gone grey, my belly’s popped out, and I’ve started to creak.
Phoenix Buchanan: Now then, I suppose you know who I am.
Paddington: Oh, yes. You’re a very famous actor.
Phoenix Buchanan: Oh, pooh.
Paddington: Or used to be. Now you do dog-food commercials.
Phoenix Buchanan: Well, a man has to eat.
Paddington: What, dog food?
Mr. Curry: The truth is out. We opened our hearts to that bear. We opened our doors. Well, you did. I kept mine triple locked in accordance with the guidelines. And all along, he was robbing you blind.
Phoenix Buchanan: Prison is no laughing matter. And I should know, I spent three years in Les Misérables.
Warden Walker: Paddington Brown. Ten years for grand theft and grievous “barberly” harm.
Paddington: Good morning. How would you like to start a gardening club?
T-Bone: How would you like to be buried in a very deep hole?
Paddington: [after the prisoners uniforms have been turned pink] Afternoon, chaps. If you ask me, the pink really brightens the place up a bit.
T-Bone: If you ask me, you should pipe down and enjoy your dinner, because it might be your last.
Warden Walker: Forget the medic. Better send a priest.
Knuckles McGinty: Listen to me. This bear is now under my protection. Anyone who touches a hair on his back will answer to Knuckles McGinty. That’s Knuckles with a capital N.
Knuckles McGinty: I don’t do nothing for no one for nothing.
Madame Kozlova: Where there is a fortune, there is also jealousy.
Mary Brown: What happened to the man I married? He’d have believed me.
Henry Brown: Oh, him. He’s gone.

Paddington: It’s called a hard stare. Aunt Lucy taught me to do them when people had forgotten their manners.
Knuckles McGinty: You don’t have to tell me about hard stares. I practically invented them.
Paddington: I may look like a hardened criminal to you, but I really am innocent.
Judy Brown: What happened here?
Barry the Security Guard: A nun went berserk.
Judy Brown: Really?
Barry the Security Guard: It happens.
Barry the Security Guard: Attention all units, an unusually attractive nun is causing mayhem in the cathedral dome. Activate emergency protocol. Stop that stunning sister!
Paddington: Gentlemen, for breakfast this morning, Chef McGinty would like to propose an orange marmalade, served on a bed of warm crustless bread, topped with another piece of warm crustless bread. Bon appetit.
Knuckles McGinty: I’ve a strange, warm tingle in my tum-tum.
Paddington: I think that’s called pride, Knuckles.
Henry Brown: What are you doing?
Mary Brown: Talking to the nice men.
Henry Brown: Nice men? Mary, we can’t trust these people. I mean, look at them. Talk about a rogues’ gallery. Hideous! As for that bearded baboon in the middle, he’s hardly got two brain cells to rub together.
Knuckles McGinty: We can still hear you, Mr. Brown. That was the light you turned off. The microphone is on the other side. It’s got “microphone” written on it.
Knuckles McGinty: A nun, a beefeater and a king? Sounds more like a fancy dress party than a criminal gang.
Mrs. Bird: Actors are some of the most evil, devious people on the planet.
Mary Brown: Are they?
Mrs. Bird: They lie for a living.
Phibs: It takes a thief to catch a thief.
Felicity Fanshawe: Really nice buns.
Phoenix Buchanan: Thank you, darling. I’ve never had any complaints about Mr. and Mrs. Botty-cheek.
Henry Brown: This is breaking and entering!
Mary Brown: We haven’t broken anything.
Mr. Curry: Fellow citizens, I’ve just received intelligence. The bear has escaped and may be heading this way. I have raised the neighbourhood panic level to “wild hysteria”.
Mr. Curry: We don’t want him here.
Henry Brown: No, of course you don’t. You never have. As soon as you set eyes on that bear, you made up your mind about him. Well, Paddington’s not like that. He looks for the good in all of us and somehow, he finds it. It’s why he makes friends wherever he goes. And it’s why Windsor Gardens is a happier place whenever he’s around. He wouldn’t hesitate if any of us needed help. So stand aside, Mr. Curry, because we’re coming through!
Mr. Barnes: Right, Paddington, stay low and remember, you’re a bin.
Paddington: [to himself] You’re a bin. You’re a bin. Just an ordinary bin going for a walk.
Chakrabatics Instructor: Open your mind and your legs will follow.
Phoenix Buchanan: Well, it seems I didn’t need the West End after all. Just a captive audience. What am I like? Guards, lock me up! Oh, wait, you have.


