- Princess Aouda: Have there been any women in his life?
- Passepartout: I assume he had a mother, but I am not certain.
- 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.
- 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.
- 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.
- Bombay Police Inspector: Good heavens! Four o'clock it's teatime!
- Mr. Fix: Yes I know, but this is a crisis
- Bombay Police Inspector: Crisis or no, nothing should interfere with tea!
- Phileas Fogg: Madam, will you join me on the verandah? I understand they serve an outstanding lemon squash.
- 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.
- Saloon Hostess: [to Phineas Fogg, as he is leaving the saloon] You still in a hurry? I thought the English were calm, dreamy sort of people.
- Phileas Fogg: Steward, my Thursday midday meal has always been and will always be hot soup, fried sole, roast beef and Yorkshire pudding, baked potatoes, suet pudding and treacle.
- 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.
- Roland Hesketh-Baggott - London Employment Agency Manager: Must I remind you, Foster, that you are speaking of a member of the Reform Club?
- Foster - Fogg's Ex-Valet: I don't care if he's a member of the Worshipful Company of Fishmongers. The man's mad!
- Roland Hesketh-Baggott - London Employment Agency Manager: Actually, excessive sanity is not a necessary qualification for that particular institution.
- [last lines]
- Phileas Fogg: My dear... I must ask you to leave these precincts at once. No woman has ever set foot in the club.
- Princess Aouda: Why not?
- Phileas Fogg: Because... that could spell the end of the British Empire.
- [a shocked servant drops his tray, a huge portrait falls from the wall, and the curtains of the huge window draw, revealing a triumphant Passepartout standing at the window]
- Ralph: This *is* the end.
- [first lines]
- Edward R. Murrow - Prologue Narrator: Jules Verne wrote many books. He was able to transfer his soaring imagination to print. His predictions were bold. What he wrote was regarded as fantastic fiction but much of it has become fact. Flying machines, submarines, television, rockets. But not even his imagination could shrink the earth to the point it has now reached.
- Phileas Fogg: How did you come to England?
- Passepartout: In a clothes basket, sir. I escaped.
- Phileas Fogg: From what?
- Passepartout: Women, sir.
- Phileas Fogg: A ladies' man, huh? Well, there are no women in this household.
- Phileas Fogg: Give me that red bag. Open it up. We'll need plenty of money. Whatever you do, never let this out of your sight.
- Passepartout: Monsieur can trust me. I will cherish it like - like a woman.
- Phileas Fogg: Don't make love to it. Just watch it.
- Sir Francis Gromarty: Yes, Fogg, There was a time when one could scarcely travel in this part of the country without encountering corpses. Those infamous stranglers.
- Phileas Fogg: What did you say the name that sect was?
- Sir Francis Gromarty: Thuggee.
- Phileas Fogg: Thuggee.
- Sir Francis Gromarty: Uh-huh. Individual members are known as Thugs.
- Roland Hesketh-Baggott - London Employment Agency Manager: You are allowing your native imperturbability to be swept away by a spate of mounting hysteria.
- Roland Hesketh-Baggott - London Employment Agency Manager: He is not a professional man and he isn't in trade. He has no family connections or background worth mentioning. He doesn't go in for hunting, or fishing, or - wenching.
- Roland Hesketh-Baggott - London Employment Agency Manager: Extraordinary. How does one take the temperature of toast?
- Edward R. Murrow - Prologue Narrator: Jules Verne wrote a book about going around the world in 80 days. He even predicted it could be done in 80 hours. Today it can be done in less than half that time. But each journey must have an end. Speed is good only when wisdom leads the way. The end of this journey whether to the high horizons of hope or the depths of destruction will be determined by the collective wisdom of the people who live on this shrinking planet.
- Andrew Stuart: You're pretty glib, Fogg, but I'd like to see you do it in 80 days.
- Phileas Fogg: You're convinced that I could not?
- Andrew Stuart: So much so that I'll wager £5,000 that you can't.
- Phileas Fogg: Let me understand you clearly, Stuart. Are you formally challenging me to undertake a journey around the world in 80 days?
- Andrew Stuart: I am, sir, and I'm prepared to back my conviction by posting my check right here and now.
- Phileas Fogg: Very well, I accept.
- Phileas Fogg: My gentlemen, I have on deposit at Barings Bank the sum of £20,000. And I'm willing to wager any or all of it upon the same contention. Namely, that I can complete a tour of the world in 80 days. That is to say, 1,920 hours or 115,200 minutes. Would anyone besides Stuart care to participate?
- Bombay Police Inspector: We've no warrant for this fellow's arrest. The whole thing is highly irregular, dash it all!
- Monsieur Gasse, Travel Agent: In Yokohama, you will encounter the geisha girls, and those, monsieur, are not to be sneezed at.
- Passepartout: I shall remember. In Yokohama, I must not sneeze at geisha girl.
- Monsieur Gasse, Travel Agent: Between San Francisco and New York, you will discover Indian maidens galore, statuesque, barbaric creatures. Hah, monsieur, what a crime you have only 80 days.
- Phileas Fogg: You actually mean that unfortunate young woman is going to be burned alive?
- Sir Francis Gromarty: Oh, she's quite resigned to it.
- Phileas Fogg: What if we decided to save her?
- Sir Francis Gromarty: Good heaven, man, you can't interfere with native affairs.
- Phileas Fogg: Would you care to hear about the time I drew a flush hand in diamonds?
- Princess Aouda: If you'd care to confide in me.
- Phileas Fogg: Would you care to join me on the veranda? I understand they serve an outstanding lemon squash.
- Mr. Fix: I said that I'd buy you a drink, and I meant a man's drink.
- Passepartout: All right, anything you want, but not too strong, please.
- Mr. Fix: [to the waiter] Eh, my friend and I will have a Hong Kong Snickersnee.
- Passepartout: What is that?
- Mr. Fix: It's indescribable. Liquid music. It warms the heart, fires the imagination, broadens the horizon.
- Passepartout: It's all my fault, sir. You should have caught that train and let those Indians cook me. Then everybody would have been happy.
- Phileas Fogg: No. Balderdash.
- Mr. Fix: What I always say is, it's an ill wind that blows no good.
- Phileas Fogg: [In pidgin English] Boss man here? Him back pretty soon?
- Hong Kong Citizen: [In flawless English] I should say the probabilities are strongly against it.
- Phileas Fogg: I beg your pardon. Where is Mr. Cominjee?
- Hong Kong Citizen: In Holland, I believe. He amassed a considerable fortune by means I shall not attempt to describe, and has retired to Amsterdam to raise tulips.
- Phileas Fogg: He might at least have left a card on his door to that effect.
- Hong Kong Citizen: The gentleman was quite illiterate, sir, and moreover, he was pressed for time. He retired 10 minutes before the constables arrived.
- Edward R. Murrow - Prologue Narrator: Man has devised a method of destroying most of humanity or of lifting it up to high plateaus of prosperity and progress never dreamed of by the boldest dreamers.
- Phileas Fogg: Devil take the man. Where could he be?
- Sir Francis Gromarty: Oh, chasing after some woman or other, I suppose. These foreigners, you know.