Princesse Tam-Tam (1935)
Robert Arnoux: Coton
Quotes
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Max de Mirecourt : That little animal moves me. She's so naive.
Coton : You must civilize her.
Max de Mirecourt : I can't figure out how.
Coton : Teach her to lie.
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Coton : Ah, women! What do they know!
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Max de Mirecourt : Where can we go, if not to the country?
Coton : Far away, out of the reach of your wife. If you go far away, it'll teach her a lesson. Don't get upset, but she's right. You're drained.
Max de Mirecourt : You think so?
Lucie de Mirecourt : [Yelling from another room] Failure! Cretin!
Max de Mirecourt : There! You hear that? Let's go among the savages. The real savages! Yes, to Africa!
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Max de Mirecourt : What's your name?
Alwina : Alwina.
Max de Mirecourt : Alwina?
Alwina : Yes. Alwina.
Max de Mirecourt : Alwina!
Coton : It's Arabic for "small source." But she's a source of trouble!
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Max de Mirecourt : Maybe we should stay at the hotel instead of the villa.
Coton : Hotel? You call that being among savages? A hotel?
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Max de Mirecourt : [Observing Alwina being chased threw the Tunisian streets] That's nature!
Coton : I prefer the perfumed chicks of the Rue de la Paix.
Max de Mirecourt : But nature smells much better!
Coton : Manure is nature!
Max de Mirecourt : Well? Lovely roses grow in manure.
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Coton : I always expect him to recite the pleasures of the Koran.
Max de Mirecourt : Why do you hate him so much?
Coton : Who knows? He reminds me of a crocodile.
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Coton : Alwina? What'll we do now?
Max de Mirecourt : All right, a novel. First, polish and educate her, then study her reactions.
Coton : Her reactions? That's easy. Shoes will hurt her feet!
Max de Mirecourt : Idiot!
Coton : That's your novel? Your publisher will be delighted.
Max de Mirecourt : The more I think of it, the more I like it.
Coton : But there's no story!
Max de Mirecourt : I know, but we'll create one. I'll pretend to be in love with her. We'll see. She's smart. An interracial story. It could be a contemporary novel.
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Alwina : Why is he always near us?
Max de Mirecourt : He's my slave.
Alwina : I didn't know you people had slaves.
Coton : I am a negro, my dear.
Alwina : You? I don't like you. You're always making fun.
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Max de Mirecourt : I find her delicious!
Coton : Really?
