Eric:
We go in. We get what we want. We come out.
Zed:
What time is it?
Cab Driver:
Daytime.
Eric:
In Paris, it's good to smell like you've been fucking to make them respect you.
Zed:
Sometimes you just need the honesty and security of a whore.
Zoe:
I am NOT a prostitute!
Zed:
That's great. Can I have my 1000 francs back, then?
Zoe:
We fit together.
Zed:
All men and women fit together. Even some men fit together.
Oliver:
I want to retire in South America. I hear that's where the drugs come from.
Oliver:
So Eric tells me you like Viking films. Viking movies.
Zed:
Yeah... I guess.
Oliver:
I love that stuff. Those helmets with the fucking horns on!
Ricardo:
Let me properly introduce you. That is Henri. He likes to be called Chim-chim but we don't always get what we like.
Zoe:
I'll show you a real Paris.
Oliver:
[
stumbling into basement room] Ox! Where is thy yoke?
[
collapses, dead]
Zed:
Dr. Seuss... my tub.
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