- Plantiveau, le concierge: Watch out, ma'am. That's the deep part where you are.
- Christina Delassalle: There is no danger. I can swim.
- Plantiveau, le concierge: That don't mean a thing. It's always the ones who know how that get drowned. The ones who can't, don't go near the pool.
- M.Drain, professeur: I may be reactionary, but this is absolutely astounding - the legal wife consoling the mistress! No, no, and no!
- Michel Delassalle: [embarrassing Christina in the dining room while she is trying to eat some distasteful fish] Everyone is looking at you. Swallow.
- Nicole Horner: It's disgusting!
- Michel Delassalle: Sorry?
- Nicole Horner: [angrily] Some things are hard to swallow, and I'm not talking about the fish.
- Christina Delassalle: Don't you believe in Hell?
- Nicole Horner: Not since I was seven.
- Christina Delassalle: I do.
- M.Drain, professeur: [Noticing Nicole wearing sun glasses] Do your eyes hurt you, dear colleague?
- Nicole Horner: I hurt myself getting up.
- M.Drain, professeur: You're up early. Last night, I was doing my rounds about 4:00 am and I heard screams coming out of your room. The chaste woman loves to contemplate dawn, doesn't she?
- Nicole Horner: You spent too much time with the Jesuits.
- Michel Delassalle: A sick person shouldn't worry about her appearance.
- Christina Delassalle: I'm not sick.
- Nicole Horner: She's delicate, you know it.
- Michel Delassalle: Delicate? Yes, when she came from Caracas. Today, she's a cute little ruin. She doesn't risk anything. Ruins are indestructible. She'll bury us all. Won't you, my little ruin?
- M. Raymond, le surveillant: We all need a vacation. The body needs to eliminate its toxins. Tomorrow mademoiselle, I'll be all naked. And you, how did you plan this long weekend?
- Michel Delassalle: Swallow it.
- Christina Delassalle: It's not my fault. It won't go down.
- Michel Delassalle: Swallow!
- M. Herboux: What the hell is she doing?
- Mme. Herboux: She's taking a bath.
- M. Herboux: At 10:00 pm? Funny habits.
- Nicole Horner: [handing Christina the phone] Here, take it. It doesn't bite. It doesn't slap, either.
- Student #1: Will your sister still be in the bathroom?
- Student #2: If we get there before 10:00. You'll see, I made a hole.
- Student #1: Give me the pack back!
- Student #2: You'll see my sister naked. It's worth a pack of cigarettes.
- Student #1: No! Give them back!
- Christina Delassalle: There is only one possible end. We are monsters. I don't like monsters.
- Nicole Horner: If it's only him, I feel better. I'll save the grain of sand falling from the hands of providence for my morality lessons.
- Christina Delassalle: [to Nicole] I'd like to die and not see him anymore.
- Michel Delassalle: Die, darling! Die and do it quickly!
- Alfred Fichet, le commissaire: The keys in the pool, the husband in the morgue! You dream too much about water in this house!
- Christina Delassalle: So it's a coincidence?
- Nicole Horner: A coincidence, yes.
- Christina Delassalle: And Fichet. Was his being at the morgue a coincidence? And the suit. And the hotel. And now the children! Is it a coincidence that it's getting closer and closer?
- [first lines]
- Plantiveau, le concierge: Headmaster!
- Michel Delassalle: Yes.
- Plantiveau, le concierge: Isn't it time I rang the bell?
- Michel Delassalle: It's okay. I'll unload the car myself.
- Michel Delassalle: What's the matter with me tonight? I don't want to sleep. I don't want to sleep. We have to leave.