Fiona

— Are we there yet?
— No.
— Are we there yet?
— Not yet.
— OK, are we there yet?
— No.
— Are we there yet?
— No!
— Really?
— No!

— Hi, Princess!
— It talks!
— Yeah, it's getting him to shut up that's the trick.

— Wait. Where are you going? The exit's over there.
— Well, I have to save my ass.

— Shrek?
— For you, baby, I could be.
— Yeah, you wish.

— M-m-m. This is good. This is really good. What is this?
— Uh, weed rat. Rotisserie style.
— No kidding. Well, this is delicious.
— Well, they're also great in stews. Now, I don't mean to brag, but I make a mean weed rat stew.
— I guess I'll be dining a little differently tomorrow night.
— Maybe you can come visit me in the swamp sometime. I'll cook all kinds of stuff for you. Swamp toad soup, fish eye tartare — you name it.
— I'd like that.

— When did you decide this?
— Shortly after arriving.

— And where would a brave knight be without his noble steed?
— I hope you heard that. She called me a noble steed. She think I'm a steed.