- Danger Mouse: Look, who's at the back of this racket?
- Foreman: I'm not at liberty to say, sir.
- [turns round, revealing a company name on the back of his jacket]
- Foreman: Right, get ready to haul that concrete!
- Danger Mouse: [reading the logo on the jacket] Greenback Construction company. Aha, so that's who's at the jack of this bucket. Eh, back of this jacket, racket. I should have known.
- Penfold: Well I told you to read the script.
- Baron Silas Greenback: This document gives it's owner the legal right to build anything, anywhere in the whole of Europe.
- Danger Mouse: Where did you get that document?
- Baron Silas Greenback: It fell off the back of a safe in the Medici Museum.
- Danger Mouse: I thought as much. But why a motorway? Why Venice?
- Baron Silas Greenback: Not just motorways, not just Venice. But carparks, shopping precincts, roundabouts, fly-overs in every city in Europe!
- Danger Mouse: You fiend! You'll ruin them. No one would... well no one would ever want to visit them.
- Baron Silas Greenback: Ah, this time you have it.
- Stiletto: Si, this time you have it.
- Danger Mouse: But why?
- Baron Silas Greenback: Because then, you witless one-eyed washout, every tourist in the world will be forced to visit my museum.
- Danger Mouse: Your museum?
- Baron Silas Greenback: The Greenback museum of Barry Mannilow record sleeves.
- Danger Mouse: You fiend. You would bring the world to it's knees.
- Penfold: [climbing out of a canal] Cor, oof, aw. Rotten old fish. What am I gonna tell the Chief? Where am I gonna find the Chief? I suppose I should have read the script too.
- Penfold: Chief, isn't the Orient Express that train where people disappear and get, get you know, cor, you know...
- Danger Mouse: Penfold, you've been watching too many films about secret agents.
- Penfold: Have I got time to buy the Assistant's Secret Agents Weekly, DM? I haven't got anything to read.
- Baron Silas Greenback: Little does he know that I hired the Orient Express for the Euro Master Crooks convention in Paris. Now the crooks will get the White Wonder and the Hopeless Hamster and I will get my manuscript back.
- Isambard Sinclair, narrator: [narrating] And so the Orient Express thunders on. Crossing from... ehm... Eh, the, the brown bit to, to, the, eh, eh, pink bit.
- Danger Mouse: Look at that shade of pink,
- [takes a deep breath]
- Danger Mouse: It's breathtaking. Isn't it exciting, Penfold?
- Penfold: [reading Chuckles Weekly] Not half, Chief. Sidney the Spider's at it again, hah!
- Penfold: I'm going to stretch my legs, Chief.
- Danger Mouse: Alright, shorty.
- [chortles at his little joke]
- Penfold: [looks at DM, then slowly closes the door] I do hope he's alright.
- Danger Mouse: [DM and Penfold are tied to the sails of a windmill] Lovely day for a sail.
- Penfold: Pardon?
- Danger Mouse: Never mind. Just hang on and I'll get us out of this.
- Penfold: Hang on? Ooh, do I have a choice?
- Isambard Sinclair, narrator: [narrating] And so ends another rib-tickling, spine-tingling, nail-biting, kneecap-rattling adventure of... of... eh... Oh dear, whatshisname?
- Colonel K: Some department I never heard of coughed up for tickets... for a train... Orient Express.
- Danger Mouse: I beg your pardon, Colonel?
- Colonel K: Tickets for the Orient Express at your hotel.
- Penfold: What's the Orient Express doing at our hotel, Colonel?
- Colonel K: I don't know, Penfold. Are you staying at the station?
- Danger Mouse: [extremely long-suffering] I don't think I can take much more...