- Title Card: And that night, as she dances for the last time in Paris, as she pretends to be gay, she mourns her lost love, her illusions, all the sweetness of youth.
- Music Hall Promoter: Just a word with you, Miss. How would you like to perform in a music hall?
- Papitou: What that, 'moozeecall?
- Music Hall Promoter: It's a paradise, where you earn a fortune with your legs.
- Title Card: Suddenly, dominating the crazy rhythm of the jazz, a cry... the latest cry of modern civilization, Here's Papitou!
- La marquise Severo: Enough charades! You want a divorce so you can marry your goddaughter, Denise. I love that child too much to indulge your whims.
- Papitou: Papa, Papitou sad to leave little cat, Bamboula and you, but Papitou not live without m'ssoo André. Me find him, even if me got to go to North Poll.