Guy Algo: Man, New York knows even better than the President of France. A man with which our entire world organization is familiar, and would like nothing better than to see him out of the way.
Man: Who?
Guy Algo: Who has given us nothing but trouble for the past ten years? Who has survived sixteen assassination attempts, including two by his own boss? Clouseau. You want to impress New York. Eliminate Clouseau.
Clouseau: Who were those two men have tried to kill you last night?
Simone Legree: Killers.
Clouseau: Now, this time I'm going to stand on your shoulders.
Cato: What good will that do?
Clouseau: Because I'm taller than you are, you fool.
Simone Legree: Oh, my God.
Clouseau: Mine, too.
Clouseau: Hey! Mamma Mia! Ho-ho! Spagettino to Al Pacino.
Chief Insp. Dreyfus: Clouseau?
Clouseau: Yes?
Chief Insp. Dreyfus: Are you wounded?
Clouseau: No. Fortunately I was saved by the darkness.
Chief Insp. Dreyfus: So what we need is more light.
Clouseau: You mean Douvier killed a wandering transvestite just to impress his godfather?
Clouseau: Well, Sir, until we meet again in New York, the case is sol-ved.
Clouseau: But these aren't normal times. Cato. Someone just tried to kill me.
Cato: That's normal.
Clouseau: Ah, but this time, he thinks he had succeed.
Philippe Douvier: The bomb destroyed half the block and Clouseau survived.
Simone Legree: But I saw your funeral on TV.
Clouseau: Yes, even the Poop was there, you know?
