The Serpent and the Rainbow (1988)
[Doctor Alan is strapped in a chair, about to be tortured]
Dennis Alan: I'm a U.S. citizen! Think about that!
Dargent Peytraud: I don't see the Ambassador here, do you?
Dargent Peytraud: Ahh, Doctor Alan! Why are you in Haiti, Doctor Alan?
Dennis Alan: It says there on the passport I'm a tourist. I came to see the sights.
Dargent Peytraud: Yes, happy happy happy island people! Then why visit an insane asylum?
Dennis Alan: I'm an anthropologist, it's a tax write off. Hope you're not with the IRS.
Dargent Peytraud: By the way, Doctor Alan. What did you dream about this afternoon? A woman in your arms? The sea at your doorstep? Nooooo! You dreamt of me and of the grave. I know because I was there. And I can be there every time you close your eyes. The pain I cause you, in the room upstairs, is nothing to the pain I can cause in your own mind. Remember that... Doctor Alan.
Dargent Peytraud: No, no, noooo! No rest! You'll see it all! You'll feel it! The cold... in the coffin. It is worse. Much, much worse!
Dargent Peytraud: When you wake up scream, Doctor Alan. Scream all you want. There is no escape from the grave.
Dargent Peytraud: [strapped to chair in final battle] What do you want?
Dennis Alan: [answers in revenge] I want to hear you scream!
Dargent Peytraud: No!
Dennis Alan: Yes!
[impales groin with spike]
Dargent Peytraud: AHHHHHHHHH!
Dargent Peytraud: Did you know this woman, Marielle Duchamp, is a radical? So was her father. He was... misplaced. Did you know that?
Dennis Alan: No, I didn't know that.
Dargent Peytraud: So is this man... Christophe Durand.
Dennis Alan: Christophe who?
Dargent Peytraud: The man you met in the graveyard.
Dennis Alan: Graveyard? I don't know... what you're talking about.
Dargent Peytraud: You're not a very good liar... Doctor Alan.
Marielle Duchamp: The way Dr. Schoonbacher spoke of you, it was as though you could walk on water! Now I know why. Shit floats!
Dennis Alan: Christophe, I need you to remember what happened before you died.
Dargent Peytraud: [Peytraud is menacing Dr Alan with a blowtorch] You've got a pretty face. The girls must like it. Do you like it, your pretty white face? I asked you a question.
Dennis Alan: ...Yeah... I like it...
Dargent Peytraud: I like it too. I'll leave the face...
Louis Mozart: [about to be executed] You make a mistake! The President and me, we are like this! Like this!
Marielle Duchamp: [Dr. Alan is about to be buried alive by Peytraud] Lucien will turn your black to warmth!
Dargent Peytraud: Oh yeah?
[shoves her head in Dr. Alan's face]
Dargent Peytraud: Do you hear me Blanc? Her head will be taken as an offering tonight!
Dargent Peytraud: This country lives on the edge, Doctor Alan. One weakness in the wrong place and over it goes right back into slavery again, just like with the French. The United States would like anarchy here, I'm sure. Well this isn't Grenada, Doctor Alan! I'm here now! There are people like me who'll make sure that doesn't happen. You'll remember that.