- Prof. Ivarsson: [They have discovered a frozen bay filled with the carcasses of many dead whales] Where the whales go to die. All those great creatures from every sea, lying there, from the beginning of time.
- Sir Anthony Ross: Just look at all that whalebone! Worth millions of pounds! And heavens knows what the ambergris would fetch.
- Donald Ross: All that doesn't matter now, does it, father?
- Prof. Ivarsson: [to Captain Brieux after airship stalls with a broken propeller] Captain, you carry a spare propeller, don't you?
- Captain Brieux: That's correct.
- Prof. Ivarsson: Why don't we put it on now?
- Captain Brieux: In mid-air? Impossible!
- Sir Anthony Ross: Well, I don't think it's impossible.
- [to Ivarsson]
- Sir Anthony Ross: Splendid idea, Ivarsson.
- [Starts to climb ladder]
- Sir Anthony Ross: Come along, give me a hand.
- Captain Brieux: [Pulling Sir Anthony Ross off the ladder] Gentlemen! May I remind you that I am in command here. Only an idiot would attempt such a thing. I will do it myself.
- [Climbs ladder]