Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows – Part 1

2010 film directed by David Yates

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows – Part 1 is in British 2010 film in which Harry, while racing against time and evil to destroy the Horcruxes, uncovers the existence of the three most powerful objects in the wizarding world: the Deathly Hallows. The film is the first part of the final film in the Harry Potter film series.

Directed by David Yates. Written by Steve Kloves, based on the novel by J. K. Rowling.
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Harry Potter

  • Nobody else is going to die. Not for me.
  • I have to start finding these Horcruxes. [refers to Tom Riddle] They're our only chance to beat him, and the longer we stay here, the stronger he gets.
  • I want to go to Godric's Hollow. It's where I was born. It's where my parents died.
  • [as he and Hermione arrive at Godric's Hollow, refusing Hermione's advice to use Polyjuice Potion] This is where I was born. I'm not returning as someone else.
  • [as he and Hermione come across the old Potter family cottage] This is where they died, Hermione. This is where he murdered them.
  • Fine, then, go! Go, then.
  • ( mirror shuts )
  • ( ice creaking )

Ron Weasley

  • Seems strange, mate. Dumbledore sends you off to find all these Horcruxes, but doesn't tell you how to destroy them. Doesn't that bother you?
  • [Referring to Hermione] We won't last two days without her. [pause] Don't tell her I said that.
  • No, you don't know how it feels your parents are dead, you have no family.

Hermione Granger

  • Ron, please take the Horcrux off.
  • Stop! Stop!
  • Ron, that's nothing
  • Ron!
  • Ron, where are you going?
  • [realizing something] We didn't celebrate your birthday, Harry! Ginny and I, we prepared a cake. We were going to bring it out at the end of the wedding.
  • Actually, I'm highly logical which allows me to look past extraneous detail and perceive clearly that which others overlook.
  • [whispering to Harry when she sees a mysterious figure watching them] Harry, there's someone watching us. By the church.
  • [angrily whacking Ron with a backpack with each word after he returns] You...complete...ARSE, Ron! You show up here after WEEKS, and you say 'Hey'?!
  • [Reading the Tale of the Three Brothers] "There were once three brothers who were traveling along a lonely winding road, at twilight. In time, the brothers reached a river too treacherous to pass, but being learned in the magical arts, the three brothers simply waved their wands and made a bridge. Before they could cross, however, they found their path blocked by a hooded figure. It was Death, and he felt cheated. Cheated because travelers would normally drown in the river, but Death was cunning. He pretended to congratulate the three brothers on their magic and said that each had earned a prize for having been clever enough to evade him. The oldest asked for a wand more powerful than any in existence, so Death fashioned him one from an elder tree that stood nearby. The second brother decided he wanted to humiliate Death even further and asked for the power to recall loved ones from the grave, so Death plucked a stone from the river and offered it to him. Finally, Death turned to the third brother. A humble man, he asked for something that would allow him to go forth from that place without being followed by Death. And so it was that Death reluctantly handed over his own Cloak of Invisibility. The first brother traveled to a distant village. While with the Elder Wand in hand, he killed a wizard with whom he had once quarreled. Drunk with the power that the Elder Wand had given him, he bragged of his invincibility. But that night, another wizard stole the wand and slit the brother's throat for good measure. And so Death took the first brother for his own. The second brother journeyed to his home, where he took the stone and turned it thrice in hand. To his delight, the girl he had once hoped to marry before her untimely death appeared before him. Yet, soon she turned sad and cold for she did not belong in the mortal world. Driven mad with hopeless longing, the second brother killed himself so as to join her. And so Death took the second brother. As for the third brother, Death searched for many years but was never able to find him. Only when he attained a great age did the youngest brother shed the Cloak of Invisibility and give it to his son. He then greeted Death as an old friend and went with him gladly, departing this life as equals."

Lord Voldemort

  • Wormtail! Have I not spoken to you about keeping our guest quiet?!
  • As inspiring as I find your bloodlust, Bellatrix, I must be the one to kill Harry Potter.
  • To those of you who do not know. We are joined tonight by Ms. Charity Burbage, who until recently, taught at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Her specialty was Muggle Studies. It is Ms. Burbage's belief that Muggles are not so different from us. She would, given her way, have us mate with them. [Bellatrix gags in disgust] To her, the mixture of magical and Muggle blood is not an abomination, but something to be encouraged.

Dobby the House Elf

  • Harry Potter. So long it's been.
  • Dobby has come to rescue Harry Potter, of course. Dobby will always be there for Harry Potter.
  • Dobby has no master. Dobby is a free elf. And Dobby has come to save Harry Potter and his friends!
  • [last words] Such a beautiful place, to be with friends. Dobby is happy to be with his friend, Harry Potter.


  • Rufus Scrimgeour: [First lines] These are dark times, there is no denying. Our world has perhaps faced no greater threat than it does today. But I say this to our citizenry: We, ever your servants, will continue to defend your liberty and repel the forces that seek to take it from you! Your Ministry remains...strong.
  • Bill Weasley: Mad-Eye's dead. Mundungus took one look at Voldemort and disapparated.
  • Neville Longbottom: [Confronting Death Eaters on the train] Hey, losers, he isn't here.
  • Xenophilius Lovegood: [draws a line] The Elder Wand, the most powerful wand ever made. [draws a circle] The Resurrection Stone. [draws a triangle] The Cloak of Invisibility. Together, they make the Deathly Hallows. Together, they make one master of death.
  • Lucius Malfoy: [To Scabior] You dare to talk to me like that IN MY OWN HOUSE?!
  • Bellatrix Lestrange: [Ordering Narcissa to put both Harry and Ron in the cellar] Cissy, put the boys in the cellar! [To Hermione] I want to have a little conversation with this one, girl-to-girl!


Voldemort: Severus. I was beginning to worry that you had lost your way. Come, we've saved you a seat. You bring news, I trust?
Snape: It will happen Saturday next, at nightfall.
Yaxley: I heard differently, my Lord. Dawlish, the Auror, has let slip that the Potter boy will not be moved until the 30th of this month, the day before he turns 17.
Snape: This is a false trail. The Auror office no longer plays any part in the protection of Harry Potter.

Bill: [appearing with Fleur Delacour] Hello, Harry. Bill Weasley.
Harry: [shakes hands with him] Oh. Pleasure to meet you. [notices and recognizes Fleur, and hugs her]
Fred: He was never always this handsome.
George: Dead ugly.
Bill: True enough.

Moody: Potter, you're underage, which means you still have the Trace on you.
Harry: What's the Trace?
Moody: If you sneeze, the Ministry will know who wipes your nose. Point is, we'll have to use those means of transport the Trace can't detect: Brooms, Thestrals, and the like; we'll go in pairs. That way if anyone's out there waiting for us, and I reckon there will be... they won't know which Harry Potter is the real one.
Harry: The real one?
Moody: [takes out Polyjuice Potion] I reckon that you're familiar with this particular brew.
Harry: [recognizes it; sarcastically] No, absolutely not.
Hermione: Told you he'd take it well.
Harry: No, if you think I'm gonna let everyone risk their lives for me...
Ron: Never done that before, have we?
Harry: No. No. This is different. I mean, taking that, becoming me. No.

Moody: All right, Granger. As discussed.
Harry: [as Hermione plucks a piece of his hair off his head] Blimey, Hermione.
Moody: Straight in here if you please. [Hermione dips the hair into the flask] For those of you who haven't taken Polyjuice Potion before, fair warning: it tastes like goblin piss.
Fred: Have lots of experience with that, do you, Mad-Eye? [Moody glares at him] ...Just trying to diffuse the tension.
[Fred, George, Mundungus, Fleur, Hermione, and Ron took the sip of the Polyjuice Potion and transform into the six Potters]
Fred and George: Wow, we're identical!
Moody: Not yet, you're not.
[All seven, including the real Harry, put on the same clothes]
George: Haven't got anything a bit more sporting, have you?
Fred: Yeah, I don't really fancy this color.
Moody: Well, fancy this, you're not you. So shut it and strip.
Mundungus: All right, all right.
Moody: [to Harry] You'll need to change too, Potter.
Fleur: [while undressing] Bill, look away. I'm hideous.
Ron: I knew she was lying about that tattoo.
Hermione: Harry, your eyesight really is awful.
Moody: Right, then. We'll be pairing off. Each Potter will have a protector. Mundungus, stick tight to me. I wanna keep an eye on ya. As for Harry...
Everyone: Yes?
Moody: The real Harry. Where the devil are you, anyway?
Harry: [steps in] Here.
Moody: You'll ride with Hagrid.
Hagrid: [to Harry] I brought you here 16 years ago when you were no bigger than a Bowtruckle. Seems only right that I should be the one to take you away now.

Hagrid: [to Lupin as he holds Harry up against the wall of the Burrow with his hand and at wandpoint] Lupin!
Ginny: What are you doing?
Lupin: [holds Harry up against the wall of the Burrow with his hand and at wandpoint] What creature sat in the corner the first time Harry Potter visited my office in Hogwarts?
Harry: A-A Grindylow!
Lupin: [releases Harry; remorsefully] We've been betrayed. Voldemort knew you were being moved tonight. I had to make sure you're not an impostor. [Harry nods in agreement; bolts outside the Burrow after hearing Shacklebolt and Hermione arrive] Wait! [points his wand at Shacklebolt]
Shacklebolt: [pointing his wand at Lupin] The last words that Albus Dumbledore spoke to the pair of us?
Lupin: "Harry is the best hope we have. Trust him."
Shacklebolt: [to Harry] What gave you away?
Harry: Hedwig, I think. She was trying to protect me.

Fred: [walking into the Burrow and seeing the injured George laying on the couch] How you feeling, Georgie?
George: [quietly] Saint-like.
Fred: [confused pause] Come again?
George: Saint-like. I'm holy... [Points to spot where part of his ear is missing] I’m holy, Fred. Get it?
Fred: [laughs quietly] The whole wide world of ear-related humor, and you go for, "I'm holy"? You're pathetic.
George: Reckon I'm still better looking than you.

Ginny: [while Harry zips her dress up] Seems silly, doesn't it? A wedding. Given everything that's going on.
Harry: Maybe that's the best reason to have it. Because of everything that's going on.
[She turns to him and they kiss. George sneaks into the kitchen silently; he stirs a cup of tea and sticks the spoon in the hole where the missing part of his ear was. Ginny spots him and stops kissing Harry, and the two stare at George]
George: [raising a cup of tea] Morning.

Harry: [after dragging Kreacher out of the cupboard] You've been spying on us, have you?!
Kreacher: Kreacher has been watching.
Hermione: Maybe he knows where the real locket is.
Harry: [takes the fake locket off the table and holds up] Have you ever seen this before? Kreacher?
Kreacher: It's Master Regulus' locket.
Harry: But there were two, weren't there? Where's the other one?
Kreacher: Kreacher doesn't know where the other locket is.
Hermione: Yes, but did you ever see it? Was it in this house?

Hermione: [to Ron and Harry before taking the Polyjuice potion that will transform them into Albert Runcorn, Reginald Cattermole and Mafalda Hopkirk, respectively] Right. Remember what we said, don't speak to anyone unless absolutely necessary. Just, try and act normal. Do what everybody else is doing. If we do that then with a bit of luck, we'll get inside. And then...
Harry: It gets really tricky.
Hermione: Correct.
Harry: [sighs] This is completely mental.
Hermione: Completely.
Ron: The world's mental. Come on. We've got a Horcrux to find.

Yaxley: [preventing the elevator from closing] Cattermole. It's still raining inside my office. That's two days now.
Ron: [as Cattermole] Have you tried an umbrella?

Ron: [as Cattermole] Oh God, what am I gonna do? My wife's all alone downstairs!
Harry: [as Runcorn] Ron, you don't have a wife.
Ron: [as Cattermole] Oh yeah, I forgot. But how do I stop it raining?
Hermione: [as Hopkirk] Try "Finite Incantatem." This is you, Ron.
Ron: [as Cattermole; steps out of the elevator] "Finite Incantatem." Okay. And if that doesn't work?
Harry: [as Runcorn] I'd say if we don't locate Umbridge within the hour, we go find Ron and come back another day. Deal?
Hermione: [as Hopkirk] Yes.

[Ron walks into the elevator and sees Harry as Runcorn not recognizing that it's him]
Ron: [as Cattermole] Morning.
Harry: [as Runcorn] Ron, it's me.
Ron: [as Cattermole] Harry! Blimey, forgot what you looked like. Where's Hermione?
Harry: [as Runcorn] She's gone down to the courtrooms, with Umbridge.

[Umbridge is presiding over Mary Cattermole's hearing (wearing the locket/horcrux), while Harry (disguised as Albert Runcorn), witnesses, Ron (disguised as her husband, Reg), takes his place beside her, and Hermione (disguised as Mafalda Hopkirk) records the minutes]
Umbridge: Mary Elizabeth Cattermole?
Mary: Yes?
Umbridge: A wand was taken from you upon your arrival at the Ministry today, Mrs. Cattermole. [holds up said wand] Is this that wand? [Mary nods yes] Would you please tell the court from which witch or wizard you took this wand?
Mary: I didn't take it. I got it in Diagon Alley, at Ollivander's, when I was 11. It chose me.
Umbridge: You're lying. Wands only choose witches, and you are not a witch.
Mary: But I am. [To Ron, as Reg] Tell them, Reg. Tell them what I am. [Ron is silent] Reg, tell them what I am.
[Harry sees the locket, and his anger becomes too much and withdraws his wand]
Umbridge: What on earth are you doing, Albert?
Harry: [as Runcorn] You're lying, Dolores... [Umbridge looks shocked, and Hermione tenses up] And one mustn't tell lies. Stupefy! [stuns Umbridge, knocking her out]

Hermione: So where do we go next?
Harry: Well, Dumbledore had a theory...that the Horcruxes wouldn't be made out of random objects. And they wouldn't be randomly hidden, either. We know of three so far. Uh, the ring, which according to Dumbledore, belonged to Tom's grandfather. The diary, which obviously belonged to Tom himself. And then this. [said referring to the locket] Which again, according to Dumbledore, belonged to Tom's mother.
Hermione: It scares me a bit, that. Thinking it's a piece of-
Ron: No. Don't. Don't say it. It's taboo. You-Know-Who's name. That's how they track people now.
Harry: How do you know that?
Ron: I overheard some bloke at the Ministry talking.
Hermione: Tea?
Ron: [hears the ticking sound from the locket] Is that it?
Harry: [also hears the sound and gives Ron the locket] Yeah. I know. I felt that too. It's ticking or something. Like it's got a heart.
Ron: Like it's alive.
Hermione: I hate it. It's like he's here with us.
Harry: And that's why we're gonna kill it.

[Harry, Ron, and Hermione are in their tent, and Hermione is cutting Harry's hair neatly]
Hermione: [remembers] Oh, my God!
Harry: [flatly] What?
Hermione: I'll tell you in a minute. [goes to find the book]
Harry: [following her] Maybe you could tell me now.
Hermione: Alright. The Sword of Gryffindor. It's Goblin-made. [showing Harry the picture of the Sword of Gryffindor with heavy irony]
Harry: Brilliant!
Hermione: No, you don't understand. Dirt and rust have no effect on the blade. It only takes in that which makes it stronger.
Harry: Okay.
Hermione: Harry, you've already destroyed one Horcrux, right?
Harry: Tom Riddle's diary in the Chamber of Secrets. With a Basilisk fang. If you tell me you've got one of those in that bloody beaded bag of yours...
Hermione: Don't you see? In the Chamber of Secrets, you stabbed the Basilisk with the sword of Gryffindor. Its blade is impregnated with Basilisk venom. It only takes in that which makes it stronger.
Harry: Exactly, which is why-
Hermione: It can destroy Horcruxes. That's why Dumbledore left it to you in his will.
Harry: You are brilliant, Hermione. Truly.
Hermione: Actually, I'm highly logical, which allows me to look past extraneous detail and perceive clearly that which others overlook.
Harry: Yeah, there's only one problem, of course.
Ron: [turns the lamp out with the Deluminator] The sword was stolen. [walks up, turns the lamp back on with his Deluminator, with a stony look on his face; The locket/horcrux around his neck is affecting him greatly] Yeah. I'm still here. But you two carry on. Don't let me spoil your fun.
Harry: What's wrong?
Ron: Well, nothing's wrong. Not according to you, anyway.
Harry: Look, if you've got something to say, don't be shy. Spit it out.
Ron: All right, I'll spit it out. But don't expect me to be grateful just because now there's another damn thing we've gotta find.
Harry: I thought you knew what you signed up for!
Ron: Yeah. I thought I did, too.
Harry: Well then, I'm sorry, but I don't quite understand. What part of this isn't living up to your expectations? Did you think we were gonna be staying in a five-star hotel? Finding a Horcrux every other day? You thought you'd be back with your mum by Christmas?
Ron: I just thought after all this time we would have actually achieved something! I thought you knew what you were doing! I thought Dumbledore would've told you something worthwhile! I thought you had a plan!
Harry: I told you everything Dumbledore told me! And in case you haven't noticed, we have found a Horcrux already.
Ron: [bitterly] Yeah, and we're about as close to getting rid of it as we are to finding the rest of them, aren't we?
Hermione: [trying to intervene] Ron, please. [tries to take the locket off of Ron, but he angrily shoves her away] Please take the Horcrux off! You won't be saying any of this if you hadn't been wearing it all day!
Ron: Do you know why I listen to that radio every night, do you? To make sure I don't hear Ginny's name. Or Fred, or George, or Mum…
Harry: [Enraged] What, you think I'm not listening too? You think I don't know how this feels?!
Ron: No, you don't know how it feels! Your parents are dead! You have no family.
[Enraged at what Ron just said, Harry tackles him]
Hermione: Stop! Stop! [Ron angrily shoves Harry away from him]
Harry: Fine then, go! Go then!
[Ron wrenches the locket off, then picks up his bag.]
Hermione: Ron...
Ron: [turns to Hermione] And you? Are you coming or are you staying? [Hermione looks torn; she glances from Harry to Ron in shock] Fine. I get it. I saw you two the other night.
Hermione: [tears in her eyes] Ron, that's... that's nothing! [Ron storms out of the tent, prompting her to follow him]

Hermione: [upon arriving at Godric's Hollow] We should have taken Polyjuice potion.
Harry: No...this is where I was born. I'm not returning as someone else.

Hermione: You wanted to know who the boy in the photograph was. I know Gellert Grindelwald. [gives Harry the book of "The Life and Lies of Albus Dumbledore"]
Harry: [flips the page of a photo of Grindelwald] He's the thief I saw in Gregorovitch's wand shop. Speaking of which, where is my wand? Where's my wand, Hermione?
Hermione: [lifts up the blanket, revealing Harry's wand, now broken] As we were leaving Godric's Hollow, I cast a curse and it rebounded. I'm sorry. I tried to mend it but wands are different.

[Ron has dragged Harry out of the pond.]
Harry: [Believing Ron to be Hermione] Hermione?
Ron: Are you mental?
Harry: [Realizes] It was you?
Ron: Well, yeah. A bit obvious, I think.
Harry: [Puts his pants back on] And you cast the doe as well, did you?
Ron: No, I thought that was you.
Harry: No, my Patronus is a stag.
Ron: Right, yeah. [Makes two antlers on his head with his fingers] Antlers.
[Harry nods in acknowledgement.]

Ron: Look. I wanted to come back as soon as I left. I just didn't know how to find you.
Harry: How did you find us?
Ron: [pulls out the Deluminator] With this. It doesn't just turn off lights. I don't know how it works, but Christmas morning, I was sleeping in this little pub, keepin' away from some Snatchers, and I heard it.
Harry: "It"?
Ron: A voice. Your voice, Hermione. Coming out of it.
Hermione: [her arms are folded as she says this] And what exactly did I say, may I ask?
Ron: My name. Just my name. Like a whisper. So I took it, clicked it and this tiny ball of light appeared. And I knew. And sure enough, it floated towards me, the ball of light, right through my chest and straight through me. Right here. [he touches his heart] And I knew it was gonna take me where I needed to go.
[Hermione looks on, stunned]

[Harry and Ron are sitting on a bed, staring at a small fire inside a jar.]
Ron: How long do you think she'll stay mad at me?
Harry: Just keep talking about that little ball of light touching your heart, and she'll come 'round.
Ron: It was true, every word. This is gonna sound crazy, but I think that's why Dumbledore left it to me, the Deluminator. I think he knew that somehow I'd need it to find my way back, and she'd lead me. [Remembers something] Bloody hell, I just realized, you need a wand, don't you?
Harry: Yeah.
Ron: I've got one here. [Pulls out a wand from his bag and hands it to Harry. Harry takes it] It's a blackhorn. Ten inches. Nothing special, but I reckon it'll do. Took it off a Snatcher a couple of weeks ago. Don't tell Hermione this, but they're a bit dim, Snatchers. This one was definitely part troll, the smell of him.
Harry: [Points the wand at the fire] Engorgio. [The fire bursts into flames] Reducio! [The fire goes back to normal]
Hermione: [From outside the tent] What's going on in there?
Harry and Ron: [In unison] Nothing.

[Harry and Hermione are walking up the hill, with Ron leading them.]
Harry: You're not still mad at him, are you?
Hermione: I'm always mad at him.

Draco: What's wrong with his face?
Bellatrix: Yes, what is wrong with his face?
Scabior: He came to us like that. Something he picked up in the forest, I reckon.
Bellatrix: Or ran into a Stinging Jinx. [gestures to Hermione] Was it you, dearie? Give me her wand. We'll see what her last spell was. Ah. Got you. [laughs then gasps in shock when she sees a snatcher holding the sword of Gryffindor] What is that? Where'd you get that from?
Snatcher: It was in her bag when we searched her. Reckon it's mine now.

Bellatrix: [holding Hermione down] That sword is meant to be in my vault at Gringotts. How did you get it? What else did you and your friends take FROM MY VAULT?!
Hermione: [sobbing and weeping] I didn't take anything. Please. I didn't take anything!
Bellatrix: I don't believe it. [starts carving the word, "Mudblood" into Hermione's arm as Hermione screams loudly in pain]

Luna: [takes Dobby's hand before they disapparate] Whenever you're ready, Sir.
Dobby: "Sir?" I like her very much. [takes Mr. Ollivander's hand] Meet me at the top of the stairs in 10 seconds.

[Harry and Ron crept upstairs as Bellatrix interrogates Griphook]
Bellatrix: I'm only going to ask you once more, goblin. Think very, very carefully before you answer.
Griphook: I don't know.
Bellatrix: You don't know? Why weren't you doing your job? Who got into my vault?! Who stole it? Who stole it?! Well?
Griphook: When I was last in your vault, the sword was there.
Bellatrix: Oh, well then, perhaps it just walked out on its own then.
Griphook: There is no place safer than Gringotts.
Bellatrix: LIAR! [slices his cheek with her dagger] Consider yourself lucky, goblin. [goes over to the tortured Hermione] The same won't be said for this one.
Ron: Like hell. [runs up with Harry] Expelliarmus!

[Dobby unscrews a chandelier from the ceiling, causing it to crash to the floor and causing Bellatrix to scream and move out of the way and Hermione to run to Ron]
Bellatrix: Stupid elf! You could have killed me!
Dobby: Dobby never meant to kill! Dobby only meant to maim, or seriously injure! [steals Narcissa's wand with a snap of his finger]
Bellatrix: How dare you take a witch's wand?! How dare you defy your masters?!
Dobby: Dobby has no master. Dobby is a free elf, and Dobby has come to save Harry Potter and his friends!

[Last lines]
Dobby: [last and final words before his death] Such a beautiful place… to be with friends. Dobby is happy to be with his friend… Harry Potter. [finally dies in Harry's arms]
Luna: We should close his eyes, don't you think? [Harry nods; closes Dobby's eyes shut] There. Now, he could be sleeping.
Harry: [after a pause] I want to bury him. Properly, without magic.
[Harry and his friends bury Dobby's body on the beach and watch in sorrow. Meanwhile, back at Hogwarts, Voldemort succeeds in getting the Elder Wand]


  • The End Begins
  • Nowhere Is Safe
  • Part 1 of the Epic Finale
  • The Hunt Begins
  • Trust No One


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