- Jesmond: I must apologize for the prince, Monsieur Poirot. He is, uh...
- Hercule Poirot: Young? One is never too young to learn the manners!
- Jesmond: Indeed, indeed. Unfortunately, the prince has never seen any reason to do so.
- Mrs Lacey: Never good telling a young girl that a man has a bad reputation, is it?
- Hercule Poirot: It is often, I believe, an added attraction.
- Mrs Lacey: Horace, come and meet Mr Hercule Poirot.
- Michael: Not *the* Hercule Poirot!
- Hercule Poirot: There is but one Hercule Poirot, and I am he.
- Michael: The great detective!
- Hercule Poirot: The same.
- Hercule Poirot: But there is one thing that Poirot does not understand. This note. It was placed in my bed, and still I do not know who wrote it. I, Hercule Poirot, whose business it is to know everything.
- [first lines]
- Prince Farouk: One of my father's most valued possessions. From the reign of the Pharaoh Pherisees.
- [Waiter empties Champagne into his glass]
- Prince Farouk: Some more.
- Waiter: Yes, Your Highness.
- Prince Farouk: And some coffee for the woman.
- Waiter: Very good, Your Highness.
- Prince Farouk: [as Iris rises] Where're you going?
- Iris Moffatt: Just going to powder my nose; won't be a minute.
- [last lines]
- Hercule Poirot: Au revoir, Madame Lacey. Thank you, Monseiur Peverill.
- Colonel Lacey, Mrs Lacey, Michael, Colin, Bridget: Bye-bye.