Mr. Banks: [singing] With tuppence for paper and strings, you can have your own set of wings! With your feet on the ground you're a bird in flight, with your fist holding tight to the string of your kite! Oh, oh, oh, let's go fly a kite, up to the highest height! Let's go fly a kite, and send it soaring! Up through the atmosphere, up where the air is clear! Oh, let's go... fly a kite!

Mr. Banks: I feel a surge of deep satisfaction, much as a king astride his noble steed - thank you. When I return from daily strife, to hearth and wife... How pleasant is the life I lead!
Mrs. Banks: Dear, it's about the children...
Mr. Banks: Yes, yes, yes. I run my home precisely on schedule. At 6:01, I march through my door. My slippers, sherry, and pipe are due at 6:02. Consistent is the life I lead!
Mrs. Banks: George, they're missing!
Mr. Banks: Splendid, splendid. It's grand to be an Englishman in 1910! King Edward's on the throne, it's the age of men! I'm the lord of my castle, the sovereign, the liege! I treat my subjects, servants, children, wife with a firm but gentle hand, noblesse oblige. It's 6:03, and the heirs to my dominion are scrubbed and tubbed, and added, quickly fed. And so I'll pat them on the head, and send them off to bed. Ah, lordly is the life I lead! Winifred, where are the children?
Mrs. Banks: They're not here, dear.
Mr. Banks: What? Well, of course they're here! Where else would they be?

Mr. Banks: Just a moment, Mary Poppins. What is the meaning of this outrage?
Mary Poppins: I beg your pardon?
Mr. Banks: Will you be good enough to explain all this?
Mary Poppins: First of all, I would like to make one thing quite clear.
Mr. Banks: Yes?
Mary Poppins: I never explain anything.
[exits]

Mr. Banks: You see, Michael, you'll be part of Railways through Africa
Mr. Dawes Sr.: Exactly.
Mr. Banks: Dams across the Nile
Mr. Dawes Sr.: The ships. Tell them about the ships.
Mr. Banks: Fleets of ocean Greyhounds.
Mr. Dawes Sr.: More, tell them more!
Mr. Banks: Majestic self-amortizing canals
Mr. Dawes Sr.: Oh, it fires the imagination!
Mr. Banks: [singing] Plantations of ripening tea all from
Mr. Banks, Mr. Dawes Sr., Mr. Dawes Jr, Mr. Tomes, Mr. Mousley, Mr. Grubbs: [singing] Tuppence prudently thriftily, frugally invested in the...
Mr. Dawes Sr.: To be specific
Mr. Banks, Mr. Dawes Sr., Mr. Dawes Jr, Mr. Tomes, Mr. Mousley, Mr. Grubbs: [singing] In the Dawes, Tomes, Mousley, Grubbs, Fidelity Fiduciary Bank.

Mr. Dawes Sr.: [snatching Michael's tuppence away] Welcome to our joyful family of investors!

Mr. Dawes Sr.: While stand the banks of England, England stands - whoa, whoa...!
[Mr. Dawes lurches forward, the others steady him]
Mr. Dawes Sr.: When fall the banks of England... ENGLAND FALLS!
[Mr. Dawes falls backward; the rest of the Board of Directors have to catch him]

Mrs. Banks: [sees the time] Excuse me, POSTS, EVERYONE, PLEASE!
[cannon fires]

Mrs. Banks: [singing] Our daughters' daughters will adore us and they'll sing in grateful chorus, "Well done, sister suffragettes."

Mrs. Banks: [singing] We're clearly soldiers in pettycoats, and dauntless crusaders for women to vote! Though we adore men individually, we agree that as a group they're rather stupid.

Mrs. Banks: As a matter of fact, since you hired Mary Poppins, the most extraordinary things seem to have come over the household.
Mr. Banks: Is that so?
Mrs. Banks: Take Ellen, for instance. She hasn't broken a dish all morning.
Mr. Banks: Really. Well, that is extraordinary.