Joseph: You're gorgeous when you blush. Like a wild flower. Georgette: [shaking head] It's my dyspepsia.
Raymond Dufayel aka Glass Man: Luck is like the Tour de France. You wait, and it flashes past you. You have to catch it while you can.
Joseph: [to Hipolito] Cram it, failure!
Raymond Dufayel aka Glass Man: Lady Di! Lady Di! Renoir!