- Marie Van Schuyler: You accuse me now of murder?
- Bouc: Oh, no, he accuses everyone of murder.
- Hercule Poirot: It is a problem, I admit.
- Hercule Poirot: The romance of the desert has the power to seduce. I ask you: have you ever loved so much, been so possessed by jealousy, that you might kill?
- Hercule Poirot: The crime is murder. The murderer is one of you. I have investigated many crimes, but this has altered the shape of my soul. I am detective Hercule Poirot, and I will deliver your killer.
- Hercule Poirot: [Delivering the results of his investigation of Salome Otterbourne] She drinks to excess twice a week or more, she smokes cigarettes of various compositions, and I believe that at least 2 of her marriages were not, I think, strictly legally ended. But she is a magnificent personality.
- Rosalie Otterbourne: [to Jacqueline "Jackie" de Bellefort on murdering Bouc]
- [venomously]
- Rosalie Otterbourne: I Will *Watch* You *Die*
- Rosalie Otterbourne: You were the first girl who ever told me that a woman can run her affairs as well as a man or better. Don't tell me that score changed with one little husband.
- Hercule Poirot: Do you have a husband, madame?
- Salome Otterbourne: I've had a handful of husbands. Each one, a handful.
- Salome Otterbourne: Monsieur Poirot, if I put a bullet in everyone who took a potshot at me for not keeping to my place, the world would be littered with dead white ladies.
- Hercule Poirot: There was one final question. It is a curiosity of mine. Your hat. In the turban style. As many times as I have seen you, you have always worn one like it, but it is out of the fashion, no?
- Salome Otterbourne: Not when I wear it.
- Hercule Poirot: Mon ami, Bouc! Why would you fly a kite on the pyramids?
- Bouc: Because no one ever has! Thousands of years, right here, and I'm the first!
- Hercule Poirot: You are the first.
- Bouc: I tried jobs. An office. I could manage the work, I just couldn't fathom mornings. But I've made ends meet as a kept man.
- Simon Doyle: After all, I couldn't refuse...
- Marie Van Schuyler: What?
- Simon Doyle: The Queen of the Nile.
- Linnet Ridgeway: [dressed as Cleopatra] "I have immortal longings in me."
- Hercule Poirot: Madame, I am so moved. Your bluesy music has joy on top for the dancing, yet there is tragedy in there, too.
- Salome Otterbourne: Writing tragedy is easy. I just imagine someone I wanna punish. Then I imagine them in love.
- Hercule Poirot: I once felt as you do. I loved so much. I thought that if I lost her, I should die. I lost her.
- Jacqueline de Bellefort: To another man?
- Hercule Poirot: A mortar shell.
- Linnet Ridgeway: Don't worry about waking me.
- Jacqueline de Bellefort: You're not joining her, Simon?
- Linnet Ridgeway: Oh, we've already made love today. Twice.
- Simon Doyle: Three times.
- Jacqueline de Bellefort: Sleep well, la reine Linnet.
- Hercule Poirot: You go by Dr. Windlesham, but this is not your natural title.
- Windlesham: No.
- Hercule Poirot: Lord Windlesham.
- Windlesham: Born to, not earned. What I do as Lord Windlesham belongs to buck-toothed tradition. What I do as doctor is mine.
- Captain Rens: Find your nerve, men. We risk our lives but we can take back our home! For centuries, poets have dreamt of dying for love. I suppose we shall be the lucky ones.
- Marie Van Schuyler: "Money is the alienated essence of man's labor and life."
- Euphemia Bouc: Money is the only friend a woman can rely on.
- Salome Otterbourne: Are you married, Mr. Poirot?
- Hercule Poirot: I have not that felicity.
- Salome Otterbourne: Which felicity do you have?
- Hercule Poirot: I have my cases. I have my books. In fact, I have my eye on a cottage where I hope, eventually to retire and - garden. I hope to perfect a new strain of the vegetable marrows.
- Salome Otterbourne: Ooh, I like this. The full force of his forceful attention. The great mind, all mine.
- Hercule Poirot: Flirtation, however delightful, will have no effect.
- Salome Otterbourne: A woman shows you a direct bit of interest and you assume it can only be to hide guilt. Whoever she was must've done a number on you.
- Hercule Poirot: She drinks to excess twice a week or more. She smokes cigarettes of various compositions.
- Rosalie Otterbourne: SPOILER:
- [to the unknown murderer]
- Rosalie Otterbourne: [venomously] I will watch you die!
- Jacqueline de Bellefort: We're desperate to be married as soon as possible. That's why I wanted to see you.
- Linnet Ridgeway: You're not...
- Jacqueline de Bellefort: What? No, no. But we have sex a lot.
- Linnet Ridgeway: Shhh...
- Jacqueline de Bellefort: Constantly.
- Linnet Ridgeway: Jackie!
- Jacqueline de Bellefort: Sorry, it's true.
- [giggles]
- Salome Otterbourne: [singing] You know what? We got to have more love, More understanding every day of our lives, And that's all...
- Katherine: Do you have any idea how love works? When you love someone, you love them - through all their moods and changes over time. Their worst qualities peak at nuisance. Their flaws become freckles.
- Salome Otterbourne: [singing] While the world of love, Is around me, Evil thoughts do bind me, But, oh, if you leave me, I will die...
- Bouc: Ah, the bereaved. There's one at every wedding party. The good Doctor Windlesham proposed to Miss Ridgeway when she was still Miss Ridgeway. He and the papers both had the deal as good as done. Then came the engorged stallion, and now it's Mrs. Doyle.
- Jacqueline de Bellefort: It's a .22 caliber. It's practically a toy. Maybe, to fix a broken heart. All it takes is a single bullet.
- Hercule Poirot: You have known Madame Doyle for some time?
- Jacqueline de Bellefort: We met doing the school play. "Antony and Cleopatra." I was Cleopatra, until the teacher came a week before opening and decided to give my part to Linnet. I was stuck with Charmian, the handmaid.
- Simon Doyle: It's indecent, what she's doing. And melodramatic. And she's making an ass of herself is what it is.
- Jacqueline de Bellefort: Simon loves me! Simon loves me. I know it. Even if he's forgotten, dazzled by her. Love that fierce doesn't vanish. I love him. I love him madly. Badly, at every minute. It's not something I can switch off. There's a reason the heart is the organ given to love, you know. If it stops to rest, we die. And I won't die alone, you can be sure of that.
- Louise Bourget: [gazing up at the statues of Abu Simbel] He is a man in love.
- Marie Van Schuyler: He murdered half of Nubia. Great useless blocks of masonry put up to minister to the egoism of a despotic bloated king.
- Bowers: Mm, I really like their hats.
- Bouc: I thought Poirot was impervious to love's fever.
- Hercule Poirot: I was sick with it once. It left me with enough regret for a lifetime.
- Linnet Ridgeway: What would Cleopatra say? "Oh, Charmian. Where think'st thou he is now? Stands he or sits he? Or does he walk? Or is he on his horse? Oh, happy horse, to bear the weight of Antony! He is speaking now. Or murmuring."
- Simon Doyle: Oh, my God.
- Linnet Ridgeway: "Where is my serpent of old Nile?"
- Hercule Poirot: Mademoiselle, you have a choice still. You can ruin his life or begin a new one. It may not be the life that you imagined, but perhaps it will be the life that God intended.
- Jacqueline de Bellefort: Love is far too important to trust to God.