Remy Baudouin: I can't believe you actually did that. You could have ended up in front of a firing squad!
Indiana Jones: They'll never figure it out.
Remy Baudouin: But still, you lost your courier's job, and you put yourself back in the mud. You're crazy!
Indiana Jones: It seemed like a good idea at the time. Some men got to live another day.
Remy Baudouin: You were living in the chateau. Warm, dry, close to so much good food. Close to so many beautiful women in the village.
Indiana Jones: Not that village. No, the real women are in Paris, Remy.
Remy Baudouin: Paris. Don't talk about it. What would I give to be in Paris now.
Indiana Jones: Well, we may be there soon.
Remy Baudouin: Don't be stupid.
Indiana Jones: No, I mean it. I just got a letter from a friend of my fathers and he may be able to get us a furlow to Paris.
Remy Baudouin: I'll believe that, I'll believe that when I have a beautiful soft, blond little mademoiselle on my lap and two more on each arm.
Remy Baudouin: Indy, you're a genius. I still don't understand how you did that.
Indiana Jones: My father's old classmate is a professor at the Surabonde and a personal friend of the minister of war so I guess he pulled a few strings.
Remy Baudouin: Brilliant.
Indiana Jones: But brilliant with a catch. He also has a message for me from my father.