The Conductor: Seeing is believing, but sometimes the most real things in the world are the things we can't see.
[last lines]
Hero Boy: At one time most of my friends could hear the bell, but as years passed it fell silent for all of them. Even Sarah found one Christmas that she could no longer hear its sweet sound. Though I've grown old the bell still rings for me, as it does for all who truly believe.
Santa Claus: There's no greater gift than friendship.
The Conductor: Well, ya comin'?
The Boy: Where?
The Conductor: Why, to the North Pole, of course! This is the Polar Express!
Santa Claus: This bell is a wonderful symbol of the spirit of Christmas - as am I. Just remember, the true spirit of Christmas lies in your heart.
Hobo: What exactly is... is your persuasion on the Big Man, since you brought him up?
The Boy: Well, I... I want to believe... but...
Hobo: But you don't want to be bamboozled. You don't want to be led down the primrose path! You don't want to be conned or duped. Have the wool pulled over your eyes. Hoodwinked! You don't want to be
taken for a ride. Railroaded!
[Hobo puts out fire with the joe]
Hobo: Seeing is believing. Am I right?
The Boy: Is everything all right? What do we do?
The Conductor: Well, considering that we have lost communication with the engineer, and are standing totally exposed on the front of the locomotive, and the train seems to be accelerating, uncontrollably, not to mention that we are headed to Glacier Gulch, which just happens to be the steepest downhill grade
in the world, I suggest we all hold on... TIGHTLY!
[the train plunges down the VERY steep downhill tracks and accelerates rapidly]
The Conductor: ...It's five minutes to midnight.
Know-It-All: Hey, what gives? It was five minutes to midnight four minutes ago!
The Conductor: Exactly!
The Boy: I'm looking for a girl.
Hobo: [after a pause; bursts out laughing] Well aren't we all?
The Conductor: There would be no Christmas without the Polar Express arriving on time! Am I the only one who understands that?
[He sees the Hero Boy]
The Conductor: You! I should have known. Young man, are you bound and determined that this train never reaches the North Pole?
Hero Girl: But, look!
[the Conductor sees
that all of Caribous]
The Conductor: Caribou Crossing?
Smokey: I make this herd to be at least a 100,000, maybe even a million. It's going to be hours before they clear this track!
Steamer: A tough nut to crack!
The Conductor: We are in some serious jelly!
Smokey: And a jam!
Steamer: Tight spot!
Smokey: Up a creek!
Steamer: Up a tree!
Smokey: Lost In the grass!
Steamer: I'll tell you what's grass: our a...
[the Boy pulling his beard, screaming and Caribou whines]
Hobo: That skirt you're chasing must've moved on ahead. We got to high tail it to the hog, pronto!
Hero Boy: The hog?
Hobo: The engine. The engine, you tenderfoot. We've got to make it before we hit Flat-Top Tunnel.
Hero Boy: Why?
Hobo: [sighs] So many questions. There's but one inch of
clearance between the roof of this rattler and the top of Flat-Top Tunnel. Savvy?