Paddington: Mrs Brown says that in London everyone is different, and that means anyone can fit in. I think she must be right - because although I don't look like anyone else, I really do feel at home. I'll never be like other people, but that's alright, because I'm a bear. A bear called Paddington.
Aunt Lucy: You once, there was once a war in the explorer's country. People in England sent their children by train with labels around their necks, so they could be taken care of by complete strangers in the country side where it was safe. They will not have forgotten how to treat strangers.
Master Gruber: My body had travelled fast, but my heart... she took a little longer to arrive
Paddington: [Henry Brown is brushing his teeth with the toothbrush Paddington got his earwax on the day before] Um, you're not using those ear brushes to clean your mouth are you, Mr Brown?
Henry Brown: [Rolling his eyes] Give me strength.
Henry Brown: Hello?
Mr. Curry: Good evening. This is an anonymous phone call.
Henry Brown: Oh hello Mr. Curry.
Henry Brown: It's not Mr. Curry! It's Mr. Burry. I have some news concerning the bear.
Henry Brown: What? What do you mean?
Mary Brown: Who is it Henry?
Henry Brown: It'd Mr. Curry doing a silly voice.
Mr. Curry: It's Burry!
Henry Brown: He says Paddington's been kidnapped!
Mr. Curry: Ms. Clyde.
Millicent: Mr. Curry, what do you want?
Mr. Curry: [Hold up a bouquet of wilted flowers] I found these tied to a lamp post, and I figured waste not, want not.
[gives them to Millicent]
Millicent: Charming, now if you excuse me.
Mr. Curry: [noticing Millicent's taxidermist van] Um... Where exactly are you going?
Millicent: what concern of it is yours?
Mr. Curry: You got there bear, in there.
[pointing at the van]
Mr. Curry: It just... I thought you were sending him to Peru. But...
Millicent: I said, I was sending him where he belongs and in his case, is the natural history museum.
Mr. Curry: But Honey pot, that is barbaric.
Millicent: Mr. Curry I am not your honey pot, I never was.
Mr. Curry: what?
Millicent: [Shoves Mr.Currys flowers back to him] Now take your rotten flowers and get out of here. Go.
[Mr. Curry timidly backs away slowly]
[Curry runs away]
Joe: [Being hanged by Millicent Clyde] It's not even a code. It's more a set of guidelines than a binding ethos.
Paddington: Dear Aunt Lucy. I'm sorry I haven't written sooner but so much has been happening. I even met the explorer's daughter, but she tried to stuff me, so Mrs. Bird threw her off a roof. Millicent Clyde. The Judge didn't think that prison would do her any good. So instead he gave her community service...
Millicent: No Please! Anything! Anything but that!
Paddington: In the petting zoo.