Revenge of the Pink Panther 1978 quotes

20 quotes · 5 characters
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Simone Le Gree Dyan Cannon · 6 quotes
Cato Burt Kwouk · 5 quotes
Philippe Douvier Robert Webber · 4 quotes

Most scenes together: Chief Inspector Jacques Clouseau & Simone Le Gree (5), Chief Inspector Jacques Clouseau & Cato (5), Chief Inspector Jacques Clouseau & Chief Insp. Dreyfus (2)

Revenge of the Pink Panther quotes

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Clouseau residence.

Clouseau…

One moment. [turns to Clouseau]. It's for you.
[Clouseau falls through the floor into the flat below] .

[to his neighbors]

Excuse me; I am wanted on the pheone [sic].

It's still for you, Inspector.

Chief Inspector. Allo?

I'm sorry! I thought you were dead, boss!

And so, in my memory, you set up this… this Chinese n––ie factory?!

Now I see why this building seems so familiar: Chief Inspector Dreyfus lives here! Wake up, Chief Inspector! No good. We must go to Hong Kong without him.

What do you mean, We? I can't go to Hong Kong; Douvier would shoot me on sight!

Not if he doesn't recognize you.

Police Commissioner
[Chief Inspector Dreyfus meets with the Commissioner of Police, believing Clouseau has been murdered]

The Chief thinks that you should give the eulogy.

Chief Inspector Dreyfus

The what?

Police Commissioner

The tribute!

Chief Inspector Dreyfus

Me?

Police Commissioner

You knew him intimately.

I hated him intimately!

Police Commissioner

But you're the expert who's going to track down his murderers!

I'm the expert who would dearly love to–– to kiss his murderers, don't you understand?!

Police Commissioner

Now, the PR people loved the angle.

Sacrilege! I won't do it.

Police Commissioner

Politics!

No. I'm a good Catholic.

Police Commissioner

So's the Chief's wife.

I don't care! [Hesitates] What's she got to do with it?

Police Commissioner

She wrote the speech.

[Cut to Dreyfus in front of mourners in a church. Dreyfus struggles to keep from laughing, which happens to make him look deeply grieved]

Ladies and gentlemen… honored guests… dear friends… we are gathered here to say… good-bye… to a… a great man. [suppresses a laugh; feigns tears]. Not only was he a model police officer… a brilliant detective… [coughs] admired and respected… by his fellow officers… and all those who were fortunate enough;–– enough;–– enough to know him… [suppresses a laugh; feigns tears]… he was, above all else… a modest man! [suppresses a laugh; feigns tears]. His kind, will not pass this way again… and our loss… is surely… Heaven's gain! [breaks down in tears of laughter].

Doctor, please, you must help me. Is Clouseau real, or am I going mad again?

Dr. Paul Laprone

What do you think?

What do I think? What can I think? If that nincompoop is really alive and the things I heard are true, he'll probably be decorated again for rounding up the biggest drug ring in France, and I'll be a-a laughingstock.

Dr. Paul Laprone

That sounds reasonable. What are you going to do?

What choice do I have? I either commit myself and come back to be locked up in here...Or... I go to Hong Kong.

But these aren't normal times. Cato. Someone just tried to kill me.

That's normal.

Ah, but this time, he thinks he had succeeded.

You keep talking about this Douvier.

Mm-hmm.

But Philippe, who is... who is-who is Philippe?

Philippe Douvier.

His son?

Whose son?

Douvier.

He has no son.

His brother, then?

His brother's name is Fred.

Then it has to be his father.

His father's dead.

Ah! Now we're getting somewhere. Then who killed him?

No one. He died of natural causes.

Then who is this Philippe?

Sgt. François Chevalier

Why don't you get out of those wet clothes? You could catch pneumonia.

Yes, I know that. I know that. I will do as soon as I get home, provided that idiot Cato does not attack me first.

Sgt. François Chevalier

Why don't you just tell him not to?

Believe me, it's not that easy. I have given him instructions to attack me wherever and whenever possible, and it has now become a matter of pride with him to try to outsmart me. I guarantee that at this very minute, his fiendish little yellow brain is plotting some new ambush.

That's so obvious, he's bound to think it's a trap...

Yes, or it's so obvious that he's bound to think it can't be a trap.
...

It's so obvious, it's bound to be a trap.

That is why you'll never be a great detective, Cato. It's so obvious that it could not possibly be a trap.