Richard Hannay: How far is Winnipeg from Montreal?
Mr. Memory: A gentleman from Canada. You're welcome, sir. Winnipeg, the third city of Canada and the capital of Manitoba. Distance from Montreal: 1424 miles.
Henry Frankenstein: Oh, what a wonderful vision it was. I dreamed of being the first to give to the world - the secret that God is so jealous of: the formula for life. Think of the power - to create a man - and I did. I did it! I created a man - and who knows, in time, I could have trained him to do my will. I could have built a race. I might even have found the secret of eternal life.
Madge Hardwick: My dear, when you're as old as I am, you take your men as you find them - if you can find them.
John Wyatt: Hey, stupid! Where do you think you're going? Get back there with the herd, you muttonhead!
Mary Gordon: Just who do you think you're talking to? And who are you calling muttonhead?
John Wyatt: Well, I... that is, I.
Mary Gordon: And just what are you doing here, I may ask?
John Wyatt: Well, I'm the new trail boss.
Mary Gordon: Well my name's Mary Gordon and my father owns this outfit. So from now on, it's 'Miss Gordon' to you, not 'muttonhead', you dumbbell!
Prof. Zelin: We must all die. There's nothing terrible about death, but to live on after death, a soul earth-bound, a vampire. You don't wish any such fate for your beloved.
Lt. Fletcher Christian: When you're back in England with the fleet again, you'll hear the hue and cry against me. From now on they'll spell mutiny with my name.
Otis B. Driftwood: You see that spaghetti? Now, behind that spaghetti is none other than Herman Gottlieb, director of the New York Opera Company. Do you follow me?
Mrs. Claypool: Yes.
Otis B. Driftwood: Well stop following me or I'll have you arrested.
Otto Dietrich: Truth is the basis on which the power of the press stands and falls. Our only demand of the foreign press and our own press, is that they report the truth about Germany.
Rough Rider: Perfume. Dang it, you smell like Happy Minnie's back in Omaha.
Porky Pig: Listen, my children, and you shall hear 'The Midnight Ride of Paul Revere'.