Movie Quotes Blog

Prof d’Anglais:
[after having forced Eglantine to translate a love note in front of the class] See? Languages can be useful. Any other notes to translate?

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Moenner, the psychotherapist:
I see many clients whose problems go back but they keep landing in manure pits. Some even dig them, fill them, jump in and say they were pushed.

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Eglantine Laville:
You don’t have an alcoholic mother and an absent father.

Moenner, the psychotherapist:
You’re right, I don’t know how it is. I was lucky. I had a hysterical mother and several unfit fathers. Want to switch?

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Moenner, the psychotherapist:
[ironic] If only others were robots we could change by remote control.

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Sébastien Douglas:
[speaking of condom] Should I put one on?

[Eglantine nods]

Sébastien Douglas:
Think I got something?

Eglantine Laville:
Of course, not. But I’m full of venereal disease. You’d better use one.

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Moenner, the psychotherapist:
Conducting a therapy isn’t operating a machine, it’s working with a human being, and a human being is deep, complex, unpredictable. Sometimes you don’t see it through. I just have to accept it.

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Moenner, the psychotherapist:
Never had a tender/cruel friend? It’s the most delicious relation. Caress. Slap. Caress. Slap. It’s good for the circulation.

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Moenner, the psychotherapist:
Must one be sick to be healed?

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Pre-credit card:
After creating the universe, the gods wondered where to hide the truth. On the highest peak? At the bottom of the sea? On the dark side of the Moon? Finally, they decided: let’s hide it in the heart of man. He will look everywhere, never suspecting it to be deep within him.

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M. Lenoir à 80 ans:
I don’t believe this! Who moved my dentures again?

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Moenner, the psychotherapist:
A stroller sees a butterfly emerging from its cocoon. He can’t resist the pleasure of helping it out. He opens the cocoon gently and the butterfly appears. Great, no? Except that… Robbed of an effort which braces its wings, it can’t fly and gets eaten.

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Moenner, the psychotherapist:
Say you fall into a manure pit, what do you do?

[we see Eglantine hurry out of the pit]

Moenner, the psychotherapist:
Exactly. You climb out of the sh*t. Take a long shower. Figure out how you fell in. And only then read up on sh*t.

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Eglantine Laville:
[speaking of sexual intercourse] But what was it like, as a sensation?

Françoise:
What’s it like?

[she thinks it over]

Françoise:
It takes up room!

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Eglantine Laville:
I want to make love, not get laid.

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Moenner, the psychotherapist:
Sure, anyone who sees a shrink really needs help.

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