Most scenes together: Phileas Fogg & Monique La Roche (7), Lord Kelvin & Colonel Kitchener (6), Phileas Fogg & Passepartout (5)
What's he saying?
He's saying "please let me go, I'm bored".
Why is he in prison?
Urinating in public.
Charming. At least he had the decency to be forthcoming about it. Is there anything you've told me that's even remotely true?
I really can sing. [sings Frere Jacques]
Dang that nincompoop, Fix. What's the point in hiring a corrupt police officer if he can't even abuse the law properly?! Kitchener!
Sire?
Tell Inspector Fix to pack his bags, he's going on a little trip.
It's not supposed to be accurate. The artist views reality through imagination rather than simply recording it. It is called impressionism.
Well, um, I'm not "impressed". Trees are not violet, grass is not charcoal, and a man cannot...
...fly.
You feel something. You dream of flying. Or of naked men.
Sometimes.
Phileas, women are not that weak.
No, but I am.
Very impressive. I'd have let go by now.
A female General?! What sort of pathetic man takes orders from a woman? [The camera pans out to show a picture of Queen Victoria]
Yes, well... rules are made to be broken. Or... stabbed by a... spikey shoe.
And with this draft to develop new applications for copper wire, Dr Ramsey invented this. [displays a Slinky 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.
Here comes Mr. Grumpy... and the Leather-ettes.
I am a British citizen, I have nothing to fear! [Gunshot goes off in background] Except bullets.
I travelled the world for inspiration, and found it in a man who lives what he dreams.
It's not supposed to be accurate. The artist views reality through imagination rather than simply recording it. It is called impressionism.
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?! [Little girl: "The Queen!"] The Queen?! [laughing] Oh, the Queen! That inbred, antiquated old cow! [as Queen Victoria arrives behind him, looking unamused] The only way she could stop me is if she sat on me! With her big, fat royal bottom! [laughs more, then stops nervously] She's behind me, isn't she?
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.
