Marius: [angrily insulting Panisse] Lecher!
Fanny: Oh, Marius, be consistent. He can't be both.
Fanny: Why weren't you at the dance last night?
Marius: Well, I can live without dancing.
Fanny: I dance practically every dance with Victor. Very good dancer. Very polite and clever too.
Marius: Victor? Is he that little boy with the large pimples?
Fanny: Oh the pimples are all gone now.
Marius: I'm glad to hear it.
Fanny: They've been replaced by boils.
Fanny: Do you know where I've just come from?
Marius: [Uneasy] No.
Fanny: Panisse's. I told him I could no marry him.
Marius: Are you sure you did the right thing?
Honorine: [Panisse wants to marry Fanny] She is forty years younger than you!
Panisse: That is not my fault. I admit I am no spring chicken, but I also admit that I have six hundred thousand francs.
Honorine: My poor Panisse...
Cesar: [Looking at the new expedition preparing to sail out] Some scientists! None of them a day over thirty-five!
Marius: [Torn between Fanny and his dream] Fanny. Only you can stop me. Now tell me that you love me. Tell me now!
Fanny: [Weeping] Marius, I tell you... you are free to go.
Marius: [Heartbroken] Alright. Then it's settled. Each to his love! You will marry Panisse's money, and I will marry the sea!
Panisse: It's not dying I mind. It's giving up life that annoys me.
Cesar: [Indicating Marius' friend] Is that coffee for him?
Marius: Yes. Want a cup?
Marius: Why not?
Cesar: Because if we drink everything free, there would be nothing left for the customers!
Escartifique: [his crewman is blowing the boat's whistle too long] Enough, idiot! You're using up all the steam!
Panisse: Your son is a lout! And with or without your permission I would kick him in the behind!
Marius: [Staring lovingly at the sea, and a sail boat coming into the harbour] I want to be on that ship!
Cesar: You know Marius, I think it's about time you got married.
Marius: Me? Why?
Cesar: Now now, Marius. Don't take me for an idiot. I know you love Fanny.
Marius: Who told you?
Cesar: [Sarcastic] My little finger.
Marius: Then that little finger is not so bright.