- Henri: The young lady I spoke to you about...
- Hercule Poirot: Oui?
- Henri: She's at table five.
- Hercule Poirot: Ah. Merci.
- Henri: She asked for you. Specially.
- Hercule Poirot: By name?
- Henri: By moustache.
- Hercule Poirot: I remember that it was not I who made the mistakes in that case; it was everyone else.
- Claude Chantalier: The old modesty lives on.
- [last lines]
- Jean-Louis Ferraud: I would like you to meet my two sons.
- Hercule Poirot: Your two son...
- Jean-Louis Ferraud: This is Henri.
- Hercule Poirot: Henri.
- Jean-Louis Ferraud: And this brave fellow is Hercule.
- Hercule Poirot: Hercule! You are indeed fortunate to have such fine sons. Henri, he has a look of someone, yes? No, perhaps I am wrong. Non, I am right; Hercule also, there is a definite resemblance to someone I know.
- Jean-Louis Ferraud: My wife, perhaps.
- Hercule Poirot: Virginie!
- Virginie Mesnard: Hello, Hercule.
- Hercule Poirot: Bonsoir, Madame Ferraud. I was just saying to Jean-Louis that he was always the most fortunate of men.
- [Hercule Poirot has just discovered a man is in his apartment, searching for something and has chased him out of the building. The man - M. Beaujeu is gasping for breath and is clinging to the side of a car]
- Hercule Poirot: M. Beaujeu? Are you alright?
- Gaston Beaujeu: [as Jean-Louis loosed his tie so he can breathe and Virginie takes off his hat so he can cool off; weakly] My heart, Poirot... Pills... in the coat pocket...
- Hercule Poirot: [while he finds something suspicious about the bottle; calmly] Don't worry, Monsieur... We'll get you to a hospital.
- Chief Inspector Japp: Yes, but you had her down as a suspect...?
- Hercule Poirot: Well, even the good chaps can sometimes kill their fellow man, chief inspector.
- [first lines]
- Paul Deroulard: Can't you understand! It's our future and Belgium's future that I'm thinking of! The Catholic church has narrowed your mind, Marianne, just as it has my mother's.
- Marianne Deroulard: But don't you see, Paul? You keep asking me to choose between *you* and my *faith*.
- Paul Deroulard: I can't believe what you're saying, Marianne. You mean fresh ideas have no place in your mind? My God, we're into a new century, but you are *stuck* in the last! Just like your damned clergy.
- Marianne Deroulard: Attacking the church won't help Belgium, Paul. It'll turn the people against you!
- Paul Deroulard: I don't attack it! I want it to open its eyes. As my wife, the wife of a government minister, you should support me in that!
- Marianne Deroulard: I married you for *love*, Paul, not to advance your political career!
- [she runs out]
- Paul Deroulard: Marianne, come back here! Marianne!
- Boucher: [Poirot is suspecting St. Alard as the murderer of Paul Deloulard] God in Heaven, man! You're not just suspecting the man, YOU'RE accusing him of MURDER!
- Hercule Poirot: [stoutly] I accuse no one... yet.
- Hercule Poirot: Tell me, monsieur, have you ever had any disagreements with your employer?
- Francois: Of what?
- Hercule Poirot: His easy ideas about religion, his accommodation of the Flemish language?
- Francois: I am too old to quarrel over trivial matters, monsieur.