Agatha Christie's Poirot Quotes
Hercule Poirot: You think it is wrong, Hastings, to enjoy the compliments, or the 'buttering,' as you say?
Captain Hastings: No, but do you have to show it quite so much? It's not English.
Hercule Poirot: Perhaps it is Belgian. Hastings, why should I be the hypocrite, to blush when I am praised, and to say like you, "It is nothing." Hmph! I have the order, the method, and the psychology. There, I admit it. I am the best. I am Hercule Poirot.
Captain Hastings: No, but do you have to show it quite so much? It's not English.
Hercule Poirot: Perhaps it is Belgian. Hastings, why should I be the hypocrite, to blush when I am praised, and to say like you, "It is nothing." Hmph! I have the order, the method, and the psychology. There, I admit it. I am the best. I am Hercule Poirot.
Movie: Agatha Christie's Poirot
Hercule Poirot: Do you think Shaitana played any card games?
Major Despard: There is only one game that Shaitana played... a low-down game. look, we all make mistakes. Even you, I dare say, have a failure now and then.
Hercule Poirot: Well, the last one was 28 years ago.
Major Despard: There is only one game that Shaitana played... a low-down game. look, we all make mistakes. Even you, I dare say, have a failure now and then.
Hercule Poirot: Well, the last one was 28 years ago.
Movie: Agatha Christie's Poirot
Hercule Poirot: Now I give up on you. You shall torment me no longer. I will KILL you! [throws vegetable marrow from the garden, and it lands near Dr. Sheppard's feet]
Hercule Poirot: Sacre - ! My dear doctor, I beg of you a thousand pardons, but these vegetable marrows, they have driven me to the edges of barbarity! Ah, please to forgive me. I am ashamed; I prostrate myself.
Hercule Poirot: Sacre - ! My dear doctor, I beg of you a thousand pardons, but these vegetable marrows, they have driven me to the edges of barbarity! Ah, please to forgive me. I am ashamed; I prostrate myself.
Movie: Agatha Christie's Poirot
[last lines]
Miss Lemon: I've got your Friar's Balsam for you.
Hercule Poirot: My what?
Miss Lemon: Your inhalant, for your cold.
Hercule Poirot: Poirot does not have colds, Miss Lemon. It is well known that Poirot scorns all but the gravest afflictions.
Miss Lemon: But yesterday you were...
Hercule Poirot: Miss Lemon, yesterday was yesterday. My tisane, if you please.
Miss Lemon: I've got your Friar's Balsam for you.
Hercule Poirot: My what?
Miss Lemon: Your inhalant, for your cold.
Hercule Poirot: Poirot does not have colds, Miss Lemon. It is well known that Poirot scorns all but the gravest afflictions.
Miss Lemon: But yesterday you were...
Hercule Poirot: Miss Lemon, yesterday was yesterday. My tisane, if you please.
Movie: Agatha Christie's Poirot
[Poirot is sick with the cold. He goes out to post a letter, and is surprised by Hastings arriving in his car, honking the horn]
Captain Hastings: How is the cold, old boy?
Hercule Poirot: And now you try to give me the heart attack? If would not be surprised if riding in that... car... was responsible for my present maladie.
Captain Hastings: She's much too much of a lady to give anyone a cold. She's running like a bird since I fitted those new gaskets.
Hercule Poirot: Birds do not run, Hastings. When you were little you should've paid more attention to your lessons in biology.
Captain Hastings: You're really in a bad way, aren't you?
Hercule Poirot: Well, my friend... As one approaches the end, one begins to see life as it truly is.
Captain Hastings: How is the cold, old boy?
Hercule Poirot: And now you try to give me the heart attack? If would not be surprised if riding in that... car... was responsible for my present maladie.
Captain Hastings: She's much too much of a lady to give anyone a cold. She's running like a bird since I fitted those new gaskets.
Hercule Poirot: Birds do not run, Hastings. When you were little you should've paid more attention to your lessons in biology.
Captain Hastings: You're really in a bad way, aren't you?
Hercule Poirot: Well, my friend... As one approaches the end, one begins to see life as it truly is.
Movie: Agatha Christie's Poirot