Jim BroadbentQuotes

Col: You could always make it up to her. When a girl runs out like that, she generally wants to be followed.

Fergus: She's not a girl, Col.

Col: Whatever you say.

Fergus: So who's he?

Col: He's what she should run a mile away from.

Fergus: Then why doesn't she?

Col: Who knows the secrets of the human heart?

Dil: He's still looking, Col.

Col: Persistent.

Dil: Good thing in a man.

Col: An excellent quality.

Dil: Maybe he wants something.

Col: I expect he does.

Dil: Ask him!

Col: Ask him yourself!

Eilis: I wish that I could stop feeling that I want to be an Irish girl in Ireland.

Father Flood: It will pass. Homesickness is like most sicknesses. It will make you feel wretched, and then it will move on to someone else.

Harold Zidler: A magnificent, opulent, tremendous, stupendous, gargantuan bedazzlement, a sensual ravishment. It will be: Spectacular Spectacular. No words in the vernacular can describe this great event. You'll be dumb with wonderment. Returns are fixed at 10%. You must admit that's excellent. And on top of your fee, you'll be involved artistically.

Harold Zidler: Hurt him. Hurt him to save him.

Harold Zidler: We're creatures of the underworld. We can't afford to love.

Harold Zidler: She says it feels so good, inside, when you hold her, and touch her; it makes her feel like a ... virgin.

Harold Zidler: The show must go on.

Harold Zidler: The Duke holds the deeds to the Moulin Rouge. He's spending a fortune on you. He's giving you a beautiful new dressing room. He wants to make you a star, and you are dallying with the writer!

Harold Zidler: Everything's going so well!

Harold Zidler: The Moulin... Rouge!!!!!

Lord Kelvin: What's this thing here blocking my jade reserves? That will certainly have to be demolished.

Lord Salisbury: But that is the Great Wall of China, sir!

Lord Kelvin: ...It's not that great.

Scientist #1: [walks into the room with a piece of paper] Sir, I've received a telegram from Inspector Fix.

Lord Kelvin: Aha!

Scientist #1: According to him, the bank thief and Fogg's valet are the same man.

Lord Kelvin: That numbskull Fogg doesn't even realize he's transporting the bank thief!

Lord Salisbury: Or does he? He did leave town in quite a hurry, wouldn't you say, Lord Rhodes?

Lord Rhodes: Indeed, Lord Salisbury. Evading arrest, stealing a police vehicle...sounds rather incriminating to me.

Lord Salisbury: One can almost deduce that this entire bet was just a ruse to facilitate his escape. Don't you agree, Lord Kelvin?

Lord Kelvin: Yes. Brilliant, Lord Salisbury! I shall name a beef-related entree after you in your honour! Kitchener?

Colonel Kitchener: Sire?

Lord Kelvin: Inform your men at Scotland Yard that Phileas Fogg is WITHOUT A DOUBT THE MAN WHO ROBBED THE BANK OF ENGLAND!

Colonel Kitchener: Yes, sir.

Lord Kelvin: Where are they now?

Scientist #1: They're taking a train across India from Bombay to Calcutta.

Lord Rhodes: Thank goodness we own India.

Lord Kelvin: I want their faces posted in every police station, army barracks, post office, railway station and outhouse in India! WE'RE GOING TO STOP FOGG AND GET MY JADE BUDDHA BACK BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY!

Lord Kelvin: Dang that nincompoop, Fix. What's the point in hiring a corrupt police officer if he can't even abuse the law properly?! Kitchener!

Colonel Kitchener: Sire?

Lord Kelvin: Tell Inspector Fix to pack his bags, he's going on a little trip.

Phileas Fogg: Gentlemen, today I have proven that man can break the 50 mph speed barrier without disrupting his internal organs.

Lord Kelvin: Where is your Royal Academy of Science authorization?! Oh, what am I thinking? What a fool. That would mean that you are a real scientist!

Phileas Fogg: By your definition, Kelvin, a real scientist's objective would be to prevent man from progress.

Lord Kelvin: We live in a golden age, Fogg. Everything worth discovering has been discovered. Yet ridiculous dreamers like you insist on a past filled with "dinosaurs" and "evolution" and on a future filled with "motorized vehicles", "radio waves" and "flying machines".

Colonel Kitchener: [marches into the room] Confound it! The bloody Bank of England is a madhouse!

Scientist #1: [whispers in Passepartout's ear] Rumour has it that it was a foreigner, an Asian chap.

Scientist #2: Yes, I heard it was a Chinese fellow and he acted alone.

Lord Rhodes: Uh, no, actually, they say he was Norwegian.

Scientist #3: In fact, it was a gang of elderly Norwegians.

Scientist #4: Yes, I heard from a very reliable source that it was a gang of red-headed elderly Norwegians with very tiny feet.

Phileas Fogg: [everyone gasps in anger] Well, if you ask me, it's about time someone robbed that bank. Like this very institution, the Bank of England is outdated!

Lord Kelvin: As usual, Fogg, your contempt for tradition is appalling.

Phileas Fogg: You rest on your "traditions" if you prefer, but as with this bank robber, progress waits for no-one.

Lord Kelvin: Oh. So now you're an expert on the bank thief as well? Give us the benefit of your "ineffable wisdom", Fogg.

Phileas Fogg: [gets out his pocket watch] Twenty-six minutes ago, a ship left Dover for Paris. From there, the thief takes the Orient Express, where he transfers to a steamer from Istanbul to India. In little over a month, that man could be in China.

Lord Salisbury: If we're to believe Fogg's "calculations", he will have circled the globe and returned to England in a fortnight!

Phileas Fogg: Actually, by my calculations, it would be closer to...exactly 80 days.

Lord Kelvin: [Passepartout smiles] Outstanding idea. Well then, Fogg. Let's see you circumnavigate the world in 80 days.

Phileas Fogg: [turns to go] I...That would be a fruitless use of my time. I'm on the verge of...numerous, countless...scientific breakthroughs.

Lord Kelvin: You coward! Admit it, it cannot be done.

Phileas Fogg: [stops and wheels round] It CAN! I can do it.

Lord Kelvin: A wager. £10,000!

Phileas Fogg: Unlike you and your colleagues, money does not inspire me.

Lord Kelvin: I believe every man has his price. Even you, oh noble Phileas Fogg. There must be something I could offer that would be worthy of your time.

Phileas Fogg: [chattering begins] There is. Your position as head of the Royal Academy. With the Queen's ear, I could lead Britain and the rest of the world into a new age of progress and discovery.

Lord Kelvin: Fair enough.

Lord Salisbury: What?

Lord Kelvin: [Phileas is taken aback by this vow, not knowing what to say] I, Lord Kelvin, hereby vow to surrender my position as Minister of Science, to Phileas Fogg...if he can circumnavigate the globe... in no more than 80 days. But if he cannot, he must never set foot in the academy again, he must tear down that abhorrent eyesore he calls a laboratory, and he must swear... never to invent again. Just as I always suspected, Fogg. You promise so much, yet you deliver...oh, nothing!

Phileas Fogg: [quietly] I'll take your wager.

Lord Kelvin: What did you say?

Phileas Fogg: I'LL TAKE YOUR WAGER!

Lord Kelvin: Then it's done. A man who has never set foot out of England, circling the globe. This is going to be rather amusing!

Phileas Fogg: [roller-skates up to Kelvin; Big Ben strikes noon; Passepartout smiles] History won't remember your amusements, Lord Kelvin. But it'll be hard-pressed to forget the moment I'm standing on the very top step of the Royal Academy of Science... ...by the strike of noon... ...after I, Phileas Fogg, have traveled around the world in 80 days!

Colonel Kitchener: Sir, I have an urgent announcement for you. Here.

Lord Kelvin: Well, don't just stand there, man, read it.

Kitchener: [opens a sheet of paper and reads from it] It is...with great...distress...that Scotland Yard announces...that the Bank of England...has been robbed.

Lord Kelvin: MY STOLEN JADE BUDDHA, STOLEN! YOU BLIGHTER! YOU GAVE ME EVERY ASSURANCE THAT THE BANK OF ENGLAND WAS IMPENETRABLE!

Kitchener: Sir, sir, I said "impregnable"–

Lord Kelvin: IT'S THE SAME THING, YOU IDIOT!

Kitchener: PLEASE, NOT THE QUILLS!

Lord Kelvin: [starts attacking Kitchener with quills] LORD SALISBURY! Please contact General Fang and inform her: "No Buddha, no deal.

General Fang: [appearing in the door] To forego your obligation would be dishonourable, Lord Kelvin.

Lord Salisbury: [surprised] A woman? In the Royal Academy?

General Fang: The Jade Buddha was successfully delivered by us to the Bank of England. What happens while it's in British hands-

Lord Kelvin: Is absolutely YOUR CONCERN! Colonel Kitchener, Chief of Scotland Yard, please inform General Fang what other items were stolen from the Bank of England.

Kitchener: Nothing else.

Lord Kelvin: [walks up to Fang] Exactly. Seems your little land dispute has spilled over onto our noble shore. Until the Jade Buddha's back in my possession, you and your cause will receive no British military assistance whatsoever. Kitchener?

General Fang: [as she walks away] My agents will retrieve the Jade Buddha once again, Lord Kelvin. This time, do not let it slip through your fingers.

Lord Kelvin: [Little girl: "The Queen!"; laughing; as Queen Victoria arrives behind him, looking unamused; laughs more, then stops nervously] Oh, boo-hoo! So what if I did try to kill Phileas Fogg? What are you gutless peons going to do about it?! I hold all the power! I run everything! So which of you half-wits is going to stop me? You?! You?! You?! The Queen?! Oh, the Queen! That inbred, antiquated old cow! The only way she could stop me is if she sat on me! With her big, fat royal bottom! She's behind me, isn't she?

Lord Kelvin: This is the Royal Academy of Science! We don't need to prove anything! Besides, by the time you get out of jail, you'll have lost this wager.

Lord Kelvin: What's the point in hiring a corrupt inspector if he can't even abuse the law properly?!

Lord Kelvin: We live in a golden age, Fogg. Everything worth discovering has been discovered. Yet ridiculous dreamers like you insist on a past filled with "dinosaurs" and "evolution", and on a future filled with "motorized vehicles", "radio waves" and "flying machines".

Lord Kelvin: [referring to General Fang; The camera pans out to show a picture of [[w:Queen Victoria|Queen Victoria] A female General?! What sort of pathetic man takes orders from a woman?

Lord Kelvin: [displays a [[w:Slinky|Slinky] And with this draft to develop new applications for copper wire, Dr Ramsey invented this. ] made of copper, then starts speaking with a dark voice] Needless to say, the Royal Academy of Science declared this crackpot "mentally incompetent" and he was duly dispatched to a lunatic asylum.

Boss Tweed: That's the building of our country right there, Mr. Cutting. Americans aborning.

Bill: I don't see no Americans. I see trespassers, Irish harps. Do a job for a nickel what a nigger does for a dime and a white man used to get a quarter for. What have they done? Name one thing they've contributed.

Boss Tweed: Votes.

Bill: Votes, you say? They vote how the archbishop tells them, and who tells the archbishop? Their king in the pointy hat what sits on his throne in Rome.

Boss Tweed: You may or may not know, Bill, that everyday I go down to the waterfront with hot soup for the Irish as they come ashore. Its part of building a political base.

Bill: I've noticed you there, you may have noticed me.

Boss Tweed: Indeed I have. Throwing torrents of hatred and withering abuse on every single person who steps off those boats.

Bill: [gleefully] If only I had the guns, Mr. Tweed, I'd shoot each and every one of them before they set foot on American soil.

Boss Tweed: Remember the first rule of politics. The ballots don't make the results, the counters make the results. The counters. Keep counting.

Boss Tweed: The appearance of law must be upheld, especially while it's being broken.

Horace Slughorn: [Telling Harry the story of his deceased fish] It was a student who gave me Francis. One spring afternoon I discovered a bowl on my desk with just a few inches of clear water in it. And floating on the surface was a flower petal. As I watched, it sank. Just before it reached the bottom, it was transformed into a wee fish. It was beautiful magic, wondrous to behold. The flower petal had come from a lily. Your mother. The day I came downstairs, the day the bowl was empty, was the day your mother.... I know why you're here, but I can't help you. It would ruin me.

Horace Slughorn: [in regard to returning to Hogwarts] All right, I'll do it! But I want Professor Merrythought's old office, not the water closet I had before. And I expect a raise, these are mad times we live in. Mad!!