Paul Le Person: Perrache
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Quotes
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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!
