- Warrington: Now let's talk this over as one mudlark to another...
- Marietta: I do not wish to be included in that.
- Warrington: ...but that was no street singers' warbling, Blue Eyes. The quality of those tones was something...
- Marietta: I used to appear at the Opera Comique.
- Warrington: I see, until the manager wished for you to appear as Lady Godiva and you refused.
- Marietta: Yes, something like that, yes.
- Warrington: Now the nightmare is all over, ladies. The next man who lays a finger on any of you will be... your husband.
- Warrington: So you like me as a nightingale? Wasn't I magnificent?
- Marietta: Oh, you're a modest little fellow, aren't you?
- Warrington: I'm known as the mad Mudlark of the Mississippi. Ssh, don't tell a soul.
- Marietta: No, I won't. I'll leave that for you to do.
- Governor d'Annard: Oh, that's Warrington.
- Major Bonnell: My men will take care of him.
- Governor d'Annard: Well, who's going to take care of your men?
- Warrington: [after rescuing the Casquette girls] Alright, boys. Turn away and grit your teeth; that's contraband.
- Marietta: I thought your world didn't include women.
- Warrington: Oh, I wish it was full of them and they all looked like you.