Alexei: What would we do with a baby?
Sophia: Think of a name for it.
Thomas Leroy: The only person standing in your way is you.
Thomas Leroy: That was me seducing you. It needs to be the other way around.
Thomas Leroy: I got a little homework assignment for you. Go home and touch yourself. Live a little.
Thomas Leroy: Thank you, Nina! It's very nice. It's very nice, but I knew the white swan wouldn't be your problem. The real work would be your metamorphosis into her evil twin. I know I saw a flash of her yesterday, so get ready to give me more of that bite.
Thomas Leroy: The new production needs a new swan queen. A fresh face to present to the world. But which of you can embody both swans? The white and the black?
Max Kerkerian: Supercop scared of a little pooch? Son of a bitch.
Charles Schine: Please, just take the money.
Philippe LaRoche: Chuck, I already took your money. You see this? This was your money, and I took it. Now it's mine.
Marcus: Who are you?
Mourad: Who am I? Until proof of the contrary, I can be your best friend.
Marcus: Off to The Rectum.
Marcus: Why don't you rummage through your shitass genetic code?
Alex: I've been reading the most amazing book.
Marcus: So what is it?
Alex: It says that the future is already written. It's all there. And the proof lies in premonitory dreams.
Pierre: Wow! It's putting us to sleep already.
Marcus: Even dreams are bad news.
Pierre: I often dream I'm sleeping. It's my only dream.
Alex: Well, at least you relax.
