Michel Constantin credited as playing...
Alban
- Gustave 'Gu' Minda: What's she thinking? She'd pack me off in a crate marked "This Side Up". I could spend the whole trip upside-down!
- Alban: She says there's cops everywhere.
- Gustave 'Gu' Minda: No kidding.
- Commissaire Blot: [after entering a restaurant following a shooting] Jacques Ribaldi, aka "Jacques the Lawyer" due to his law studies. He got a bellyful of slugs. Probably several shooters. He didn't have time to use this.
- [picks up Rinaldi's gun]
- Commissaire Blot: Maybe you had better luck?
- Alban: Always the joker, Inspector. You know I don't use a gun anymore.
- Commissaire Blot: Because all your enemies are dead.
- Alban: How can you say that?
- Commissaire Blot: Don't be too shocked. Besides, if Manouche is all right, that's all you care about, right? Come here, gentlemen. I suppose there were no customers tonight. Gentlemen, the food on the plates gives no indication of a hasty departure. Some were having appetizers, some dessert. Perfectly understandable. Maybe the Queen of England was hitchhiking nearby -- can't miss that. Meanwhile, here's Alban. He didn't see a thing. He was crouched behind the counter, chasing away flies. When he looked up, the bad guys who'd charged in for some unknown reason were gone. He couldn't say whether it was one man or a tribe of desert nomads, right?
- Alban: That's about right.
- Commissaire Blot: Malicious gossips might say Jacques was sweet on Manouche here, but what could that have to do with it? Manouche didn't see a thing. She was bent over the cash register. Here's the second bartender, Marcel Le Stéphanois, if memory serves. The sinister assailant scared Marcel so the he couldn't identify him now. He hid behind the counter. Our Marcel's a timid one. He didn't see a thing.
- Marcel le Stéphanois: That's amazing.
- Commissaire Blot: Take your time.
- Marcel le Stéphanois: My story exactly. It's like you were here.
- Commissaire Blot: Gentlemen, look how forthright and accommodating our witnesses are.