Railway Official:
There's still fifty miles of track to be laid between here and Allabahad.
Phileas Fogg:
But the London newspapers announced the opening of this railway throughout.
Railway Official:
That must have been The Daily Telegraph. Never would have read that in The Times.
Saloon Bouncer:
Listen, you. Get out and stay out. If I ever catch you in here again, I'll cut you up in a thousand pieces.
Col. Proctor Stamp:
What kind of foreigner are you? Are you a hoochie-coochie dancer?
Saloon Hostess:
Never be in a hurry. You'll miss the best parts in life.
Phileas Fogg:
Madam, you don't understand. I'm looking for my man.
Saloon Hostess:
So am I.
Phileas Fogg:
You play an abominable game of whist, sir.
Col. Proctor Stamp:
Thanks. You're still a foreigner, but you're true blue.
Stationmaster:
I'll be darned if I understand you city folks. Always rushing, rushing, rushing. Always thinking about the future. No wonder you have stomach trouble.
Sporting Lady:
Call a bobbie! I've been robbed.
Passepartout:
Is that necessary?
Mr. Fix:
It's not necessary. Mandatory.
Mr. Fix:
Follow that ostrich!
Princess Aouda:
Mr. Fogg, why must you be so... so British?
Phileas Fogg:
An Englishman never jokes about a wager, sir.
Monsieur Gasse, Travel Agent:
Monsieur! You are now addressing the second most celebrated balloonist in Europe.
Phileas Fogg:
And who is the first?
Monsieur Gasse, Travel Agent:
He is not available. He was, uh, buried last Tuesday.
Sir Francis Gromarty:
One thousand pounds for an elephant? It's outrageous! You've been diddled.
Phileas Fogg:
Undoubtedly. But it's not often one needs an elephant in a hurry.
Phileas Fogg:
Madam, will you join me on the verandah? I understand they serve an outstanding lemon squash.
Princess Aouda:
Have there been any women in his life?
Passepartout:
I assume he had a mother, but I am not certain.
Ralph:
Your persiflage does not amuse.
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