Yves Montand credited as playing...
Him, Jacques
- Her, Suzanne: Do you love me?
- Him, Jacques: Yes. I love your eyes, I love your mouth, I love your knees, I love your ass, I love your hair, I love your hands.
- Her, Suzanne: So you love me completely?
- Him, Jacques: Yes. What about you?
- Her, Suzanne: I love your forehead, I love your legs, I love your balls, I love your shoulders, I love your mouth.
- Him, Jacques: So you love me completely?
- Her, Suzanne: Yes, completely.
- Him, Jacques: [on the phone] Yes, I need you. No. No, it's for a commercial. Yes, a Remington ad. Yes, yes. You're naked, lying on a fur. There's a guy behind you, an aftershave model. He takes a couple different electric razors and he shave with them. Then he rubs his cheek on your behind, and you say, "That scratches." After a few other brands, he shaves with a Remington. Then he rubs his cheek on your behind again, and you say, "Mmm, it doesn't scratch anymore."
- Him, Jacques: Leftists? Yes, I know lots of them. In their eyes, I'm a democrat. They call me sometimes. It doesn't much help. I find the idea of reeducation for intellectuals a little disturbing. Maybe the people I know just don't explain it well.
- Her, Suzanne: "What do we do together?" summons up only one picture. Paste this picture on your forehead. You have this picture in your head: a woman's hand on a man's penis. You think it satisfies you less than three years ago.
- Him, Jacques: Is the performance over?
- Her, Suzanne: Hold on! I have that picture in my head, just like you. I know what I do with you: eat and have sex.
- Him, Jacques: If you must define me, say I'm a filmmaker who sometimes makes commercials. The distinction is important to me.
- Him, Jacques: I made films. I was a screenwriter during the New Wave. That's so long ago. I really got sick of it. Well before May '68, I got tired of making art films. I was going nowhere.
- Him, Jacques: I've been planning a political film about France for three years. It's not that easy. I'm only now starting to understand things that Brecht pointed out 40 years ago. Do you know his preface to "Mahogany"? Isn't it brilliant?
- Him, Jacques: We're traveling at different speeds. At the moment, you can't help me and I can't help you.
- Him, Jacques: I knew I probably shouldn't say no. But I didn't know it would be you. Now I know and I say no. It's one right decision among the many possible.