The Conductor: Well, ya comin'?
The Boy: Where?
The Conductor: To the North Pole, of course! This is the Polar Express!
The Conductor: Seeing is believing, but sometimes the most real things in the world are the things we can't see.
The Conductor: The thing about trains... it doesn't matter where they're going. What matters is deciding to get on.
The Conductor: All aboard!
Hobo: One more thing... do you believe in ghosts?
The Boy: [shakes head no]
Hobo: [in a sinister tone] Interesting...
Santa Claus: There's no greater gift than friendship.
The Boy: I believe.
Hobo: What exactly is... is your persuasion on the Big Man, since you brought him up?
The Boy: Well, I... I want to believe... but...
Hobo: But you don't want to be bamboozled. You don't want to be led down the primrose path! You don't want to be conned or duped. Have the wool pulled over your eyes. Hoodwinked! You don't want to be taken for a ride. Railroaded!
[Hobo puts out fire with the joe]
Hobo: Seeing is believing. Am I right?
The Conductor: [singing] Here we only got one rule / Never, ever let it cool / Keep it cooking in the pot / Soon we got hot chocolate!
The Boy: Is everything all right? What do we do?
The Conductor: Well, considering that we have lost communication with the engineer, and are standing totally exposed on the front of the locomotive, and the train seems to be accelerating, uncontrollably, not to mention that we are headed to Glacier Gulch, which just happens to be the steepest downhill grade in the world, I suggest we all hold on... TIGHTLY!
[the train plunges down the VERY steep downhill tracks and accelerates rapidly]
The Boy: [after sounding the train whistle] I've wanted to do that my whole life!
The Conductor: What in the name of Mike?
Santa Claus: This bell is a wonderful symbol of the spirit of Christmas - as am I. Just remember, the true spirit of Christmas lies in your heart.
Hero Boy: At one time most of my friends could hear the bell, but as years passed it fell silent for all of them. Even Sarah found one Christmas that she could no longer hear its sweet sound. Though I've grown old the bell still rings for me, as it does for all who truly believe.
The Conductor: Caribou Crossing?
Engineer: I make this herd to be at least a 100,000, maybe even a million. It's going to be hours before they clear this track!
Fireman: A tough nut to crack!
The Conductor: Boy, we are in some serious jelly!
Engineer: And jam!
Fireman: Tight spot!
Engineer: Up a creek!
Fireman: Up a tree!
Engineer: In the grass!
Fireman: I'll tell you what's grass...
The Conductor: It's five minutes to midnight.
Know-It-All: What gives? Its been five minutes to midnight for the last four minutes.
The Conductor: Exactly!
Hobo: That skirt you're chasing must've moved on ahead. We got to high tail it to the hog, pronto!
Hero Boy: The hog?
Hobo: The engine. The engine, you tenderfoot. We've got to make it before we hit Flat-Top Tunnel.
Hero Boy: Why?
Hobo: [sighs] So many questions. There's but one inch of clearance between the roof of this rattler and the top of Flat-Top Tunnel. Savvy?
The Conductor: That's more like it.
Hero Boy: On Christmas Eve many years ago I laid quietly in my bed. I did not rustle the sheets, I breathed slowly and silently. I was listening for a sound I was afraid I'd never hear: the sound of Santa's sleigh bells.
Santa Claus: [holding up the silver sleigh bell] The first gift of Chrstmas!
Santa Claus: [voiceover, as the Hero Boy opens his package to reveal the lost sleigh bell] Found this on the seat of my sleigh. Better fix that hole in your pocket. Mr. C.