Two will be enough. Any more might sink the tray.[to Edith, about her rock cakes]
This is ridiculous. We have come here to discuss a radio broadcast, not to fight over some balding bartender.[to girls of the Communist Resistance, about René]
Think of the life I would have to lead. Blowing up bridges and trains, dodging bullets, sleeping in hedges, living in ditches. This is no life for a coward. Especially one with a good business.[about a possible life with Denise]
They look too well dressed for local tarts. We are poor, with cheap clothes, cheap perfume, which is why we are cheap.[about Gruber and von Strohm and their disguises]
There is obviously no piss for the wicked.[climbing out of the rubble of pissoir]
René was a true hero of France. A pain in the bum sometimes, but still a hero.
Press the plinger and direct the nizzle at the muddle of the fear.
Please! Mademoiselle! I am a well respected member of this community, a pillar of society, a cornerstone of the establishment! How much?[in response to Yvette’s night call]
One of the first things you learn in military academy is never to tell a general when he has a chicken on his head.[on proper Axis Etiquette]
Oh, my talent is a blessing and a curse.[about her voice]
Oh Yvette![repeated line]
Oh my God! I have lost my little knob.[having trouble with his camera mechanism]
