Le Dîner de Cons (1998)
Christian Pereira: Sorbier
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Quotes
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Pierre Brochant : Good evening, Doctor.
Christine Brochant : Fix him. He has an important dinner tonight.
Pierre Brochant : Christine!
Christine Brochant : An idiot dinner. Each regular has to bring an idiot.
Pierre Brochant : Christine, please!
Christine Brochant : The idiots don't know why they've been picked. The fun is making them talk.
[sarcastic]
Christine Brochant : Hilarious! Not to me, so I'm leaving. Good night, Doctor.
Pierre Brochant : [as she leaves] Sorry. I called you to fix my back, not my marriage.
Sorbier : Can I wash my hands?
Pierre Brochant : First door on the left.
Sorbier : In college, we used to invite ugly girls. The ugliest one got a prize.
Pierre Brochant : Yes, we did that, too. But idiots are funnier.
Sorbier : But less definite.
Pierre Brochant : Some idiots are quite obvious. Mine's unmistakable.
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Sorbier : A friend of yours?
Pierre Brochant : No. My friends are not that dumb. We pick aces. This is big league.
Sorbier : Where do you find them?
Pierre Brochant : It's hard. A real manhunt. We have scouts who tip us off.
Sorbier : [Pierre reacts in pain] Fifth lumbar vertebra!
Pierre Brochant : Is it serious?
Sorbier : No, but call off your dinner.
Pierre Brochant : No!
Sorbier : Rest your back tonight. I'll stop by tomorrow.
Pierre Brochant : But, doctor... I have a prime idiot coming! Give me a shot! I don't care! Anything!
Sorbier : Ice bag and rest, or you'll be out for three weeks.
Pierre Brochant : I'm jinxed. My phone book, please. Thanks. The telephone. What's his name again? Francois Pignon.
Sorbier : What does he do?
Pierre Brochant : He's a tax man.
Sorbier : Isn't that dangerous? What if he finds out?
Pierre Brochant : He won't. We're careful. No idiot ever found out.
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Pierre Brochant : [trying to call Pignon to cancel their dinner] He's out. Holy shit!
Sorbier : What?
Pierre Brochant : His message. He tries to be witty. It's pathetic.
[he redials the number and puts it on speaker phone]
François Pignon : Francois is out, but don't pout! No need to weep, wait for the beep! Your turn to peep!
Pierre Brochant : [hanging up] Isn't he something?
Sorbier : Outstanding, I'd say.