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Paul Ricci: You want to start the New Year with 200 million?
Orloff: One can start the New Year lots of ways... or not start at all.

Gustave 'Gu' Minda: It was a pleasure working with you.
Antoine Ripa: You know, I was against you at first. I don't know how to say this. Those two cops...
Gustave 'Gu' Minda: It was just you and me.

Gustave 'Gu' Minda: What's she thinking? She'd pack me off in a crate marked "This Side Up". I could spend the whole trip upside-down!
Alban: She says there's cops everywhere.
Gustave 'Gu' Minda: No kidding.

Simone - dite 'Manouche': Aren't those rods a little heavy?

Commissaire Blot: [after entering a restaurant following a shooting] Jacques Ribaldi, aka "Jacques the Lawyer" due to his law studies. He got a bellyful of slugs. Probably several shooters. He didn't have time to use this.
[picks up Rinaldi's gun]
Commissaire Blot: Maybe you had better luck?
Alban: Always the joker, Inspector. You know I don't use a gun anymore.
Commissaire Blot: Because all your enemies are dead.
Alban: How can you say that?
Commissaire Blot: Don't be too shocked. Besides, if Manouche is all right, that's all you care about, right? Come here, gentlemen. I suppose there were no customers tonight. Gentlemen, the food on the plates gives no indication of a hasty departure. Some were having appetizers, some dessert. Perfectly understandable. Maybe the Queen of England was hitchhiking nearby -- can't miss that. Meanwhile, here's Alban. He didn't see a thing. He was crouched behind the counter, chasing away flies. When he looked up, the bad guys who'd charged in for some unknown reason were gone. He couldn't say whether it was one man or a tribe of desert nomads, right?
Alban: That's about right.
Commissaire Blot: Malicious gossips might say Jacques was sweet on Manouche here, but what could that have to do with it? Manouche didn't see a thing. She was bent over the cash register. Here's the second bartender, Marcel Le Stéphanois, if memory serves. The sinister assailant scared Marcel so the he couldn't identify him now. He hid behind the counter. Our Marcel's a timid one. He didn't see a thing.
Marcel le Stéphanois: That's amazing.
Commissaire Blot: Take your time.
Marcel le Stéphanois: My story exactly. It's like you were here.
Commissaire Blot: Gentlemen, look how forthright and accommodating our witnesses are.

Commissaire Blot: [sarcastically] Any village idiot could see that no one here saw a thing and they're not paid to know why the customers rushed out. Not everyone's born with an inquiring mind.

Jeannot Franchi: No one's irreplaceable. Ciao.

Orloff: I'm not saying no, but I'm not saying yes either.

Simone - dite 'Manouche': We have to dance to Blot's tune. Gu, we've been crooks since we were kids. If we can't get you out, we're in sad shape.

Commissaire Blot: Gu has escaped. You know that. Gu means Manouche and Alban. You're with Paul - and Jacques, by extension. But Jacques was also with Manouche and Alban. So those stiffs, hanging around here, must have heard about Manouche. See my point?
Jo Ricci: I hadn't thought of that.
Commissaire Blot: Don't bother. I'm paid to think. Sometimes I can't stop. So our two altar boys hear that Manouche's man got plugged and figure a friendly visit to the widow might fatten their wallets. Off they go... only to run into Gu. We'll learn all the details later... maybe.

Commissaire Blot: Go wherever you like. Sell everything. Find other people. Lead a different life. It would be better for you, Simone.
Simone - dite 'Manouche': You know, it's kind of late for that now, Inspector.
Commissaire Blot: For a woman like you? You're kidding.

Commissaire Blot: Manouche, you know how I feel about this sort of thing. Lots of women would relish men killing each other over them. There's no greater homage.
Simone - dite 'Manouche': I don't ask for that much.

Gustave 'Gu' Minda: Every cop in France has my picture in his pocket.
Simone - dite 'Manouche': So? A picture isn't the same as the man. The cops aren't exactly geniuses.

Commissaire Blot: Gu must have wondered who sent those two. I think those two softies spilled the beans. So your name came up. Gu couldn't be too happy seeing someone harassing Manouche.

Commissaire Blot: He knows your whereabouts, but you don't know his.

Jo Ricci: Gu is crazy!
Commissaire Blot: Your kid doing okay in school?
Jo Ricci: Yes. I'm sending him abroad to study.
Commissaire Blot: Bravo! I hope you're alive at diploma time.

Jo Ricci: I'm not scared.
Commissaire Blot: Courage won't keep you out of danger.

Inspecteur Godefroy: Chapter 1: Jo swallows molten lead. Chapter 2: If we can't move in, we wait for Chapter 3.

Gustave 'Gu' Minda: You know, on the lam or not, I don't think I'll stay around here. Good-bye, Paul.
Paul Ricci: Where will you go?
Gustave 'Gu' Minda: I'll vanish into thin air.

Gustave 'Gu' Minda: My word means nothing in this rotten business? You with all your men and guns, talking bullshit and more bullshit! What do you know about my life?

Commissaire Blot: We're policemen, not magicians. If some little thing doesn't come along to help us, Gu will escape. End of story.

Commissaire Blot: We taped it all.
Gustave 'Gu' Minda: That's illegal! You hear me.
Commissaire Blot: Everything's legal.

Inspecteur Godefroy: The others aren't hiding.
Commissaire Blot: WIth good reason. It's easier to find someone who's hiding. They lead an unusual life.