Snow Miser's Men: He's Mister White Christmas, he's Mister Snow. He's Mr. Icicle, he's Mister 10 below.
Snow Miser: Friends call me Snow Miser, whatever I touch turns to snow in my clutch. I'm too much.
Fozzie Bear: Wow, that was such an expensive looking explosion! I can't believe we had that in the budget.
Mary: George, I didn't know you could yodel.
George M. Cohan: Learned it on the farm. Nothing but pig callin' with frost on it.
Ralph Roach: We know where you live. We live where you live.
[The travellers have run into a tribe of Indians, who are obviously Japanese.]
Miller: Can you tell us what tribe this is?
"Indian" Chief: Hmmm... We are... Indians.
Miller: Yes, I see that, but... What Indians?
"Indian" Chief: You don't think we are... Indians?
Miller: No I just-
"Indian" Chief: We have... Teepees...
Miller: I see that, but-
"Indian" Chief: Look... At all these teepees we have. Because... We are... Indians.
Packer: Yeah, they have teepees.
Buck: Say, girls... got milk?
Bert: I'm gonna call it off.
Glen: I think you'd better.
Fritzi: Wait.
Bert: Fritzi, what in the hell are you doing here?
Fritzi: Well I... I knew you'd be discussing stopping the show and I just thought how disappointed all the kids would be after.
Bert: You scheming little bitch.
Fritzi: Oh please! I'm a child.
Bert: If you think for one.
Fritzi: Oh save the speech, rummy. She's fucked, I'm ready, and the goddamn show must go on. So let's get cracking, shall we?
Alicia Pritchard: Mr. Griggs, a person is not a corporation! A person is flesh and blood... and feelings .
Jerry Mulligan: I never touch a guy unless I've known him at least fifteen minutes.
Gaston Lachaille: I must consider my next move very carefully. All of Paris is watching me.
Madame Alvarez: Gaston, what are you talking about? The whole world is watching you.
Vince: This isn't going away. You won't talk to me before the show, you won't talk to me after the show. It's like you're avoiding me.
Tess: Well, I didn't divorce you to spend more time with you.
Girl In Train Station: Gee, there's a mob of reporters and photographers over there.
Man In Train Station: Yeah, there must be some big shot aboard. Maybe the president.
Girl In Train Station: No, too many for that. Probably a movie star.
Paul Rawlins: What's that got to do with my knob?
Mitchie Torres: This is me, trying to save something that I care about.
Shane Gray: So am I.
Mitchie Torres: Really? And how's that working out for you?
Seymour: It's true! I chopped him up. But I didn't kill him.
Don Hewes: Miss Brown, what idiot ever told you you were a dancer?
Hannah Brown: You did.
Ito O'Hara: Even though there's no surf, he's right back in the swim.
Maile Duval: Well he's about to be beached.
Billy Flynn: Now look, I don't like to blow my own horn. But believe me. If Jesus Christ lived in Chicago today and if he had $5,000 and he'd come to me, things would have turned out differently.
Meg Giry: It isn't fair.
Madame Giry: We need to think.
Christine Daaé: I need some air.
Raoul: I need a drink.