- Grizabella: Touch me! It's so easy to leave me! All alone with the memory of my days in the sun. If you touch me, you'll understand what happiness is! Look, a new day has begun.
- Bustopher Jones: I'm Bustopher Jones. I'm not skin and bones. In fact, I'm remarkably fat. I don't haunt pubs, I have eight or nine clubs, for I'm the St. James' street cat.
- Rumpleteazer, Mungojerrie: Then the family would say, "It's that horrible cat!"
- Rumpleteazer: It was Mungojerrie!
- Mungojerrie: Or Rumpleteazer!
- Rumpleteazer, Mungojerrie: And most of the time, they leave it at that.
- Macavity: [last words] Heaviside Layer, here I come--!
- [he slips off the rope and falls onto Nelson's Column. He then tries to use his magic to disappear, but nothing happens; he sits there in defeat as Grizabella flies to the Heaviside Layer, looking back at him with a triumphant smile; signifying she deserves a better life more than him]
- Bustopher Jones: [Maitre D' jumps on the board, but is not strong enough to launch Bustopher to the drones] Right, well, that's not going to work, is it? Okay? Look at you, and look at me, and you know, you KNOW that I'm sensitive about my size, okay? And, yet, you embarrass me, you--
- [hisses]
- Bustopher Jones: That's what I say to you!
- [hisses]
- Bustopher Jones: Okay, now listen, you'll never get me up there on your own, so let's gather up a few more of the cats, and we'll try again, shall we?
- Bustopher Jones: Good evening, all.
- Jennyanydots: Oh no. Look what the cat dragged in.
- Bustopher Jones: You look absolutely starving. You can't attend the ball on an empty stomach.