Shrek: 'Ogres are like onions.'
Donkey: 'They stink?'
Shrek: 'No. Layers. Onions have layers. Ogres have layers.'
Fiona: 'It talks?'
Shrek: 'Yeah, but it's getting him to shut up that's the trick.'
'I like an honest fight and a saucy little maid…'
'What he’s basically saying is he likes to get…'
I hope you heard that. She called me a noble steed. She thinks I'm a steed.0
Shrek: 'If I treat you so badly, then why are you still here?'
Donkey: 'Because that's what friends do, they forgive each other.'
Donkey: 'So where is this fire-breathin' pain in the neck, anyway?'
Shrek: 'In the tower, waiting for us to rescue her.'
Donkey: 'I was talkin' about the dragon, Shrek.'
I hate it when you've got someone in your face, you try to give someone a hint and they won't leave, and then there's that big awkward silence...
...Can I stay with you?
Donkey: 'Whoa. Look at that. Who'd wanna live in a place like that?'
Shrek: 'That would be my home.'
Donkey: 'Oh and it is lovely. You know, you're really quite a decorator. It's amazing what you've done with such a modest budget. I like that boulder. That is a nice boulder.'
Shrek: 'Well it's no wonder you don't have any friends.'
Donkey: 'Wow, only a true friend would be that truly honest.'
Wow, that was really scary and if you don't mind me saying, if that don't work, your breath will certainly get the job done, 'cause you definitely need some Tic Tacs or something, 'cause your breath stinks.0