Michel Poiccard:
Don't use the brakes. Cars are made to go, not to stop!
Patricia Franchini:
When the French say a second, they mean five minutes.
Michel Poiccard:
There's no need to lie. It's like poker. The truth is best. The others still think you're bluffing, so you win.
Michel Poiccard:
Reminds me of the one about the condemned man. Climbing the scaffold stairs, he trips, and says, "It figures...”
Michel Poiccard:
You Americans are dumb. You admire Lafayette and Maurice Chevalier. They're the dumbest of all Frenchmen.
Patricia Franchini:
It's sad to fall asleep. It separates people. Even when you're sleeping together, you're all alone.
Michel Poiccard alias Laszlo Kovacs:
It's silly, but I love you. I wanted to see you, to see if I'd want to see you.
Patricia Franchini:
I don't know if I'm unhappy because I'm not free, or if I'm not free because I'm unhappy.
Patricia Franchini:
Are you afraid of getting old? I am.
Parvulesco:
Two things are important in life: for men, women; for women, money.
Michel Poiccard alias Laszlo Kovacs:
I'm tired. I'm going to sleep.
Patricia Franchini:
What is your greatest ambition in life?
Parvulesco:
To become immortal... and then die.
Michel Poiccard:
If you don't like the sea... and don't care for the mountains... and don't like the big city either... go hang yourself!
Michel Poiccard:
Women will never do in eight seconds what they would gladly agree to in eight days.
Michel Poiccard:
When we talked, I talked about me, you talked about you, when we should have talked about each other.
Liliane:
Do you support youth?
Michel Poiccard:
I like the old.
Patricia Franchini:
We're hiding like elephants when they're happy.
Patricia Franchini:
We look at each other in the eye, and it's no use.
Van Doude, The Journalist:
What's more ethical: The women who cheats, or the man who walks out?
Parvulesco:
The woman who cheats.
Michel Poiccard:
Informers inform, burglars burgle, murderers murder, lovers love.
Michel Poiccard:
I always get interested in girls who aren't right for me.
Michel Poiccard:
[
to Patricia] All right, I'll count to 8, and if you haven't smiled, I'll strangle you.
Patricia Franchini:
Do you know William Faulkner?
Michel Poiccard:
No. Who's he? Have you slept with him?
Michel Poiccard:
I told you being afraid is the worst sin there is.
Michel Poiccard:
Shall we steal a Cadillac?
Michel Poiccard:
Seen Antonio?
Hood:
I'll tell you if I can kiss the girl.
Michel Poiccard:
How old are you?
Patricia Franchini:
A hundred.
Michel Poiccard:
You don't look it.
Cal Zombach:
You're wearing silk socks with a tweed jacket.
Patricia Franchini:
New York Herald Tribune!
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Michel Poiccard:
After all, I'm an asshole. After all, yes, I've got to. I've got to!
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