“Find anything interesting?” – Jean-Claude, Taken ... Movie Quotes Database

[Bryan is having dinner with Jean-Claude and his wife, Isabelle. She mentions he is looking at houses]
Jean-Claude: Find anything interesting?
Bryan: As a matter of fact, I did. Over in the 10th Arrondissement on Rue Paradis. People there know someone who works in your office, I think. A Mr. Macon. Do you know him?
Isabelle: Oh, Henri! I call him Mr. Nervous. Always seems like he's about to have a problem. Carrots?
Bryan: [not answering her] I got to the bottom of it, Jean Claude. I know everything. I hope you're not involved in this shit?
Isabelle: [horrified] What shit?
Jean-Claude: This is not the time or place, Bryan.
Bryan: Are you involved?
Isabelle: Involved in what? What are you two talking about?
Bryan: Are you?
Jean-Claude: [Angrily] My salary is X. My expenses are Y. As long as my family is provided for, I do not care where the difference comes from. That is my entire involvement!
Bryan: And what about my family?
Jean-Claude: I told you, I would help, as long as it didn't cause trouble for me.
Bryan: Who is Patrice Saint-Clair?
[Jean-Claude rises and draws his gun on him. Isabelle starts crying in horror]
Jean-Claude: I don't know, I don't care. I'm driving you to the airport.
Isabelle: Jean-Claude!
Jean-Claude: Tais-toi, Isabelle. Tais-toi! [Shut up!] Let's get going. Dinner is over.
Bryan: I'm not finished yet.
Jean-Claude: Yes you are!
Isabelle: No!
Bryan: [rises] No, I'm not.
[Throws three bullets to the table. Jean-Claude, shocked, pulls the trigger, and the gun clicks, revealing it is empty. Bryan throws a handful in Jean-Claude's face]
Bryan: That's what happens when you sit behind a desk! You forget things! Like the weight in the hand of a gun that's loaded and one that's not!
[He draws his own gun and shoots Isabelle in the arm, causing her to fall to the floor in pain]
Jean-Claude: ISABELLE! [Bryan points the gun at him] SALE CON! [You "asshole"!]
Bryan: It's a flesh wound! But if you don't get me what I need, the last thing you'll see before I make your children orphans is the bullet I put between her eyes. [aims the gun at Isabelle] Now... Patrice Saint-Clair!
[After Jean-Claude finds Patrice Saint-Clair]
Bryan: You could have made this much less painful if you had been more concerned about my daughter, and less concerned about your goddamned desk. Please apologize to your wife for me.
[Jean-Claude spins round to take a swing at him, but Bryan simply knocks him unconscious with his gun]

[Bryan is having dinner with Jean-Claude and his wife, Isabelle. She mentions he is looking at houses] Jean-Claude : Find anything interesting? Bryan : As a matter of fact, I did. Over in the 10th Arrondissement on Rue Paradis. People there know someone who works in your office, I think. A Mr. Macon. Do you know him? Isabelle : Oh, Henri! I call him Mr. Nervous. Always seems like he's about to have a problem. Carrots? Bryan : [not answering her] I got to the bottom of it, Jean Claude. I know everything. I hope you're not involved in this shit? Isabelle : [horrified] What shit? Jean-Claude : This is not the time or place, Bryan. Bryan : Are you involved? Isabelle : Involved in what? What are you two talking about? Bryan : Are you? Jean-Claude : [Angrily] My salary is X. My expenses are Y. As long as my family is provided for, I do not care where the difference comes from. That is my entire involvement! Bryan : And what about my family? Jean-Claude : I told you, I would help, as long as it didn't cause trouble for me. Bryan : Who is Patrice Saint-Clair? [Jean-Claude rises and draws his gun on him. Isabelle starts crying in horror] Jean-Claude : I don't know, I don't care. I'm driving you to the airport. Isabelle : Jean-Claude! Jean-Claude : Tais-toi , Isabelle. Tais-toi! [Shut up!] Let's get going. Dinner is over. Bryan : I'm not finished yet. Jean-Claude : Yes you are! Isabelle : No! Bryan : [rises] No, I'm not. [Throws three bullets to the table. Jean-Claude, shocked, pulls the trigger, and the gun clicks, revealing it is empty. Bryan throws a handful in Jean-Claude's face] Bryan : That's what happens when you sit behind a desk! You forget things! Like the weight in the hand of a gun that's loaded and one that's not! [He draws his own gun and shoots Isabelle in the arm, causing her to fall to the floor in pain] Jean-Claude : ISABELLE! [Bryan points the gun at him] SALE CON! [You "asshole"!] Bryan : It's a flesh wound! But if you don't get me what I need, the last thing you'll see before I make your children orphans is the bullet I put between her eyes. [aims the gun at Isabelle] Now... Patrice Saint-Clair! [After Jean-Claude finds Patrice Saint-Clair] Bryan : You could have made this much less painful if you had been more concerned about my daughter, and less concerned about your goddamned desk. Please apologize to your wife for me. [Jean-Claude spins round to take a swing at him, but Bryan simply knocks him unconscious with his gun]