Miss Bowers:
It's more than likely, it has been my experience that men are least attracted to women who treat them well.
Mrs. Van Schuyler:
Come, Bowers, it's time to go, this place is beginning to resemble a mortuary.
Miss Bowers:
Thank God you'll be in one yourself before too long you bloody old fossil!
Jim Ferguson:
You damn froggy eavesdropper.
Hercule Poirot:
Belgian! Belgian eavesdropper!
Mrs. Van Schuyler:
You need a nice cool holiday, I was thinking of a trip along the Gobi Desert!
Mrs Otterbourne:
Frenchmen aren't afraid of good strong sex!
Col. Johnny Race:
Why doesn't someone murder her!
Hercule Poirot:
Well maybe the world's lending libraries will band together and hire an assassin!
Jacqueline De Bellefort:
Simon was mine and he loved me, then SHE came along and...
Jacqueline De Bellefort:
...sometimes, I just want to put this gun right against her head, and ever so gently, pull the trigger. When I hear that sound more and more...
Hercule Poirot:
I know how you feel. We all feel like that at times. However, I must warn you, mademoiselle: Do not allow evil into your heart, it will make a home there.
Jacqueline De Bellefort:
If love can't live there, evil will do just as well.
Hercule Poirot:
How sad, mademoiselle.
Jacqueline De Bellefort:
[
singing a line from the song "Frankie and Johnny" to Simon Doyle] He was her man, but he was doin' her wrong!
Manager Of The Karnak:
[
Upon discovering cobra] Oh! Never have I seen such a reptile in a first class cabin!
Mrs. Van Schuyler:
You perfectly foul French upstart!
Hercule Poirot:
Belgian upstart, please, madame.
Mrs. Van Schuyler:
How would a little trip down the Nile suit you?
Miss Bowers:
There is nothing I would dislike more. There are two things in the world I can't abide: it's heat and heathens.
Mrs. Van Schuyler:
Good. Then we'll go. Bowers, pack.
Hercule Poirot:
[
pointing the Manager of the Karnak towards the bathroom] There is a dead cobra over there. Please do me the kindness of having it removed.
Col. Johnny Race:
What are you thinking?
Hercule Poirot:
I was thinking of Molière: 'La grande ambition des femmes est d'inspirer l'amour'.
Col. Johnny Race:
[
sighs] I wish you'd speak some *known* language...
Hercule Poirot:
"The great ambition of women is to inspire love."
Hercule Poirot:
Mon Dieu, j'ai faim.
Col. Johnny Race:
[
whispers] Poirot! You have a woman?
Hercule Poirot:
Not femme, faim! I am... peckish.
Andrew Pennington:
What the hell is going on?
Hercule Poirot:
We're going through your private papers, sir, isn't that obvious?
Mrs. Van Schuyler:
Shut up, Bowers. Just because you've got a grudge against
[
Lynette]
Mrs. Van Schuyler:
, or rather her father, no need to be uncivil.
Miss Bowers:
GRUDGE? Melhuish Ridgeway ruined my family!
Mrs. Van Schuyler:
Well, you should be grateful. If he hadn't, you would have missed out on the pleasure of working for me.
Miss Bowers:
I could kill her on that score alone!
[
repeated line]
Mrs. Van Schuyler:
Temper, temper, Bowers!
Manager Of The Karnak:
We have found it! We have found it! Oh goody goody! Oh goody goody gumdrops! This certainly takes the camel's hump, oh yes, and no mistake.
Mrs. Van Schuyler:
Rules are made to be broken. At least *mine* are by *me*.
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