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Perrache (Character)
from The Tall Blond Man with One Black Shoe (1972)

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The Tall Blond Man with One Black Shoe (1972)
Bernard Milan: [he's dying from a gunshot in Perrin's apartment; Perrache slowly opens the door and enters] Perrache?
[Perache comes over to him and bends over him]
Bernard Milan: The tall blond... with the black shoe... who is he?
[Perraxche straightens up and looks about him at Poucet's dead body and the unconscious Maurice; Milan looks at him pleadingly]
Perrache: [pause, then] A fool's trap, sir.
[Milan, realizing the truth, dies with a smile]

Perrache: [reporting to Colonel Toulouse] There are three victims, sir... two of Milan's men and Chaperon.
Le colonel Louis Marie Alphonse Toulouse: [looks up sharply] I beg your pardon?
Perrache: Yes, sir, I'm afraid there was shooting. But you needn't worry... the Tall Blond is quite safe.
Le colonel Louis Marie Alphonse Toulouse: [pause, then slowly leans back in his chair] I thought I told you to call off Poucet and... Chaperon.
Perrache: [pretending surprise] Oh, really? Well, I guess I misunderstood. I told them to tighten up their surveillance.
Le colonel Louis Marie Alphonse Toulouse: [coldly] You *did* misunderstand me, I fear.
Perrache: I'm sorry, sir.
[Toulouse leans forward and stares hard at him]
Perrache: I've always obeyed orders. I presumed that you'd want to protect the innocent.
Le colonel Louis Marie Alphonse Toulouse: [slowly leans back] Unfortunately, it's no use, Perrache. Things have gone too far; it's Milan's turn to come on stage. On one hand we have Milan with his guilty conscience and on the other the Tall Blond with One Black Shoe. This affair will have to end in a shooting match... just like all good Westerns.

[last lines]
Le colonel Louis Marie Alphonse Toulouse: [watching footage of Perrin and Christine leaving for Rio at Orly Airport] When he comes back from Rio...
Perrache: Yes, sir?
Le colonel Louis Marie Alphonse Toulouse: And he *will* come back eventually... I want you to contact him. After all, he handles himself pretty well.

Perrache: There was another fellow at Orly... a black fellow in a green overcoat. I prferred a tall blond man with one black shoe to a black fellow in a green overcoat.
Le colonel Louis Marie Alphonse Toulouse: [looks at Perrache, then] Listen, my friend, we're not being paid to philosophize. Wait until you've retired.

Perrache: [to Colonel Toulouse, referring to Milan] You should remind him that he's not in the Service just to spend his time trying to find ways to steal your job.

Le colonel Louis Marie Alphonse Toulouse: [talking about Perrache's choice at Orly] But why a violinist?
Perrache: You told me to choose anyone at all.
Le colonel Louis Marie Alphonse Toulouse: Yes, but why a violinist?
Perrache: Because he had one black shoe.
[Toulouse looks at him]

Perrache: [referring to the possibility of Perrin's getting killed] It wouldn't bother you at all to send an innocent lamb to slaughter?
Le colonel Louis Marie Alphonse Toulouse: And you? The Tall Blond Man with One Black Shoe was *your* choice. Is your conscience bothering you now?
Perrache: [pause, then] No, sir.

Perrache: [to Toulouse, referring to Milan] What a character! Carload of heroin, mikes in statues... he's really out for your blood.

Perrache: [reporting to Toulouse about Perrin's meeting with Christine] They're making love at her place, 85 Rue des Vignes.
Le colonel Louis Marie Alphonse Toulouse: You see, he has some compensations after all, your unfortunate protege.


The Return of the Tall Blond Man (1974)
Perrache: [briefing Toulouse about the new Minister] Before the Interior, he was in Agriculture. He's forty-five, has a repulsive wife and four children. Obviously, he'll stop at nothing.

Perrache: [continuing the briefing about the Minister] He's a man who loves to hear himself talk. He's conceited as all hell and as slippery as a wet cake of soap. He has a mistress, 22 years old. We bugged her apartment two days ago; he calls her "my pretty geisha girl", she calls him her "wild bull".
Colonel Louis, Marie, Alphonse Toulouse: [reflectively] Her wild bull.

Colonel Louis, Marie, Alphonse Toulouse: [referring to the Minister] There must be a way to corral that "wild bull". Start checking on his income tax.
Perrache: He pays every penny, sir.
Colonel Louis, Marie, Alphonse Toulouse: But why?
Perrache: I don't know why, but he does.
Colonel Louis, Marie, Alphonse Toulouse: Just has to be different, that idiot; can't act like anyone else.

Perrache: [reading from Cambrai's dossier] Gaston Cambrai was born prematurely; he weighed at birth no more than a pound and a half. Good beginning.

Perrache: [reading the eulogy for Perrin, which he has been typing at Toulouse's dictation] No, Francois Perrin, your blood was not spilt in vain.
Colonel Louis, Marie, Alphonse Toulouse: [rips the paper from the typewriter] I'm not asking for your opinion, just type the damn funeral oration!
[reads from the paper]
Colonel Louis, Marie, Alphonse Toulouse: Francois Perrin, dead in action in a foreign land, a soldier in that shadowy army that defends the sacred and eternal liberties of France, all the free peoples of the world owe you their gratitude and admira-...
Perrache: [wearily] Don't you think that's a bit too much?
Colonel Louis, Marie, Alphonse Toulouse: It's not too much!
[pause, then]
Colonel Louis, Marie, Alphonse Toulouse: It's crap... but not too much.

François Perrin: And what's all this about sending me on a mission? Maurice told me it'd be dangerous.
[Toulouse and Perrache say nothing]
François Perrin: Well, what about it?
Perrache: I'm impressed; it's pretty good.
Colonel Louis, Marie, Alphonse Toulouse: Yes, he's quite clever, our friend the captain.
Perrache: Convinces the Minister they've got to have The Tall Blond on a mission.
Colonel Louis, Marie, Alphonse Toulouse: A very dangerous one.
Perrache: Obviously; that'd be the point.
Colonel Louis, Marie, Alphonse Toulouse: Preferably fatal, yes.
Perrache: The Tall Blond gets himself killed.
François Perrin: Huh?
Colonel Louis, Marie, Alphonse Toulouse: And we are back in trouble again
François Perrin: What do you mean, "The Tall Blond gets killed"?
Perrache: Or they discover his corpse horribly mutilated someplace.
François Perrin: *My* corpse?
Colonel Louis, Marie, Alphonse Toulouse: Cambrai rushes over to tell that half-witted Minister that I'm a killer.
François Perrin: But you *are* one! You *are* a killer!