- Madame Vidal: Here, let me have those things. That's a woman's work, not a man's.
- Michel: Whatever it is, it's my work Madame. Anyway, I'm not a man, I'm a convict.
- Madame Vidal: Oh, Michel, my husband doesn't mean it. He just - doesn't think.
- Michel: Have you noticed that too, Madame?
- Michel: What do you remember about France, Madame?
- Madame Vidal: Oh, I just remember my little village in Alsace.
- Michel: I've never been to Alsace.
- Madame Vidal: No?
- Michel: No, there wouldn't be much there for a thief to steal.
- Michel: Tell me about your village, Madame.
- Madame Vidal: All life was very pleasant there. Peaceful and safe. There's a little square, just like any other, where the young people walk and make love in the evening.
- Madame Vidal: Poor convicts. Prison! Everywhere you look here, prison! Don't you ever think of getting away from here? Across the sea? Back home?
- Michel: If you mean escape, no, Madame, I do not.
- Madame Vidal: If I were a prisoner, I'd escape.
- Michel: No, you'd get caught.
- Madame Vidal: I'd try, just the same. I'd die trying! Well, that wasn't a nice thing for me to say to you.
- Michel: Why shouldn't you say it? After all, you're just as much a prisoner as I am?
- Michel: Well, now that we've started...
- Madame Vidal: Started?
- Michel: Yes. Haven't we started? Who would have thought we had so much to say.
- Madame Vidal: No, monsieur. There are somethings that better not be said.
- Michel: If you were a prisoner, you'd escape, you said.
- Madame Vidal: There are some prisons I can't escape from.
- Town Gossip #1: I was hoping that he'd make love to her.
- Town Gossip #2: He'd make love to you!
- Jean Vidal: You tell me the truth if you know what's good for you!
- Michel: Ah, let's go back and get our beauty sleep.
- Jean Vidal: Did you or did you not give my wife a monkey?
- Michel: O-O-O-O. I wouldn't ask that if I were you.
- Jean Vidal: Why not?
- Michel: Because your mother wouldn't be proud of her little boy, thinking such nasty thoughts about a lady.
- Jean Vidal: He won't give us any more trouble. Not for six months, anyway.
- Madame Vidal: Why don't you lock me up in a cell too?
- Jean Vidal: I suppose you don't think you deserve any punishment. You have no moral sense! You make a laughing stock of me and then stand there like Joan of Arc!
- Jean Vidal: What did you do before you took up robbing banks?
- Michel Oman: Robbed easier places.
- Jean Vidal: And before that?
- Michel Oman: Pickpocket.
- Jean Vidal: Always a thief?
- Michel Oman: No - only since I learned to walk.
- Jean Vidal: The jungle is filled with fever. And the sea with sharks. There is no escape from Devils Island.
- Jacques Duval: Aggh! You've spoiled the softest berth a convict ever had, that's what you done.
- [pauses]
- Jacques Duval: You weren't sent here to give no monkeys to ladies.
- Michel: Ahh, women! You and I both'd be angels if it weren't for women.
- [peers closely at Jacques]
- Michel: At least I would.
- Jacques Duval: Oh, I'd be a law-abiding respectable citizen if it weren't for women... with a large family, too.
- Michel: Yes, you'd need women for the family. Awww, let's go to bed.
- Jacques Duval: [sensing Michel's frustration] Careful, Michel. Careful.
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