Jason Bourne: How could I forget about you? You're the only person I know.
Nicolette: He killed our man.
Conklin: What, in the apartment?
Nicolette: Yeah.
Conklin: Well, you got to clean that up.
Nicolette: No, I can't clean it up; there's a body in the streets.
Conklin: So?
Nicolette: There's police, this is Paris.
The Professor: I work alone like you. We always work alone.
Jason Bourne: Who am I?
Conklin: You're U.S. Government property. You're a malfunctioning $30 million weapon. You're a total goddamn catastrophe, and by God, if it kills me, you're going to tell me how this happened.
The Professor: Look at this. Look at what they make you give.
Conklin: Let's ask Marie what she wants to do.
Jason Bourne: Actually, I don't think she gives a shit. She's dead.
Conklin: I'm sorry to hear that. How did that happen?
Jason Bourne: She was slowing me down.
Jason Bourne: Everything I found out, I want to forget.
Marie Kreutz: Do you have ID?
Jason Bourne: [laughs.] Not really.
Chosen answer: They are octopii hung up to dry in the sun. A common sight at Greek islands. If you search Google, there are pictures of them. They are humorously mentioned at http://www.thevisualrecord.com/dbphotopages/photopage.php?photo_id=80.