Phillip Carlyle: I can't just run off and join the circus.
P.T. Barnum: Why not? You have a flair for show business.
P.T. Barnum: Hey sweetie, who's that young man over there?
Charity Barnum: Oh that's Phillip Carlyle. A bit of a scandal, they say. His last play was a hit in London.
P.T. Barnum: Play? Pay good money to watch people stand around and talk for two hours and they call *me* a conman.
P.T. Barnum: Hyperbole isn't the worst crime. Men suffer more from imagining too little than too much.
James Bennett: I never liked your show, but I always thought the people did.
P.T. Barnum: They did. They do!
James Bennett: People of all shapes, sizes, colours. Putting them on stage together and presenting them as equals? Another critic might have even called it a celebration of humanity.
P.T. Barnum: I would've liked that.
P.T. Barnum: I can't fool the bank into loaning me any more money, so I'm really sorry to disappoint you all.
Tom Thumb: Don't worry, Barnum. We've gotten used to it by now.
Leopold: If it is a ransom you seek, my uncle won't pay a cent. Except, perhaps, for my demise.
Logan: Nature made me a freak. Man made me a weapon. And God made it last too long.
Charles Xavier: Fuck off, Logan.
Logan: See, you know who I am.
Charles Xavier: I always know who you are, I just sometimes don't recognize you.
Donald Pierce: Geez, Wolverine, seeing you like this, it just breaks my damn heart.
Logan: As soon as I rip it out of your chest, fucker.
Jean Valjean: To love another person is to see the face of God.
Sir Lionel Frost: You can speak. How can you speak?
Sir Lionel Frost: Do you always answer with a question?
The Elder: I don't know... do I?
Sir Lionel Frost: How do you speak English so well?
The Elder: How do you speak English so well?
Sir Lionel Frost: Well.
The Elder: How do you know I'm not speaking Yeti?
Mr. Link: Did we have to take his clothes?
Sir Lionel Frost: Of course. We can't have you wandering about naked.
Mr. Link: I know but... even his underwear? I mean, I turned them inside out but it's still a little weird.
Sir Lionel Frost: Woof.
Mr. Link: I, uh, wanted to say thank you. For what you said back there.
Sir Lionel Frost: Don't mention it.
Mr. Link: Okay.
