Le colonel Louis Marie Alphonse Toulouse: [to Perrache] Pick out anyone you like, someone out of a crowd, the more anonymous the better. The individual you choose it totally unimportant. He's to bait the hook. All that counts is that Milan must swallow it.
François Perrin: [in Christine's bathroom] My nose is bleeding. It's stopped now, but I got hit with a bagpipe.
Christine: A bagpipe?
François Perrin: A bagpipe.
Le colonel Louis Marie Alphonse Toulouse: [he's startled Milan by coming up behind him] You're very nervous, Bernard.
Bernard Milan: It's just that I didn't realize you were behind me, sir.
Le colonel Louis Marie Alphonse Toulouse: Oh, but I'm not. As usual, I'm way ahead of you.
Maurice: [they're both sitting in Perrin's apartment] I've got to pee.
François Perrin: [looks at him, then] Go ahead.
Maurice: [gets up, goes over to Perrin and holds out his hand] Come with me.
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]
Le colonel Louis Marie Alphonse Toulouse: Milan must have a lesson. It's most unpleasant to have a colleague who uses Counter-Espionage for his own purposes.
Le colonel Louis Marie Alphonse Toulouse: [referring to Milan's agents] It's really disagreable to have so many agents in my office whom I've never met.
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.
Maurice: [leaving Perrin's building in a daze when he runs into Perrin coming in] There are three dead men in your house.
François Perrin: Eh?
Maurice: I came looking for you. I came here to shoot you... but there are three dead men in your house.
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.
Christine: [Milan is berating her for not being able to seduce Perrin] When could I have worked with my head? He began the evening having his zipper caught in my hair. After that, he got a bloody nose, I heard his opera and I had to make love with him twice!
[half to herself]
Christine: And he's good at it, too!
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.
Bernard Milan: This is getting on my nerves, this is getting on my nerves, this is getting on my nerves, this is getting on my nerves!
Bernard Milan: [on the phone with Botrel] He's flushing the toilet? What do you mean, he's flushing the toilet? Yes, I know, but there's got to be a reason he keeps on flushing it!
Maurice: [about his unfaithful wife Paulette] But I've already told you, she's in a delivery truck with a horse!
Perrache: [to Toulouse, referring to Milan] What a character! Carload of heroin, mikes in statues... he's really out for your blood.
Bernard Milan: [being informed over the phone about Perrin's latest activities] He's throwing bread to the ducks? Oh, my God!