Fay Grim

Fay Grim:
Why is it, when someone starts talking about civilization, I hear the sound of machine guns?

Fay Grim:
You mean, like a date?

Angus James:
I'm afraid so.

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Father Lang:
Fay? You OK?

Fay Grim:
I'm afraid.

Father Lang:
Why? Has something happened?

Fay Grim:
I'm afraid for my son... He's fourteen.

Father Lang:
Boys have been known to survive that, Fay.

Fay Grim:
I'm afraid he'll grow up to be... well, like his father.

Agent Fulbright:
Carl, go take a walk in the rain.

Fay Grim:
Bye, Carl.

Agent Fulbright:
Leave him alone.

Fay Grim:
He likes me.

Agent Fulbright:
That's his problem.

Agent Fulbright:
When you disembark at Paris, go directly to the Ladies Room.

Carl Fogg:
Before you clear Customs.

Agent Fulbright:
It will be on your left as you enter the Terminal. The operative will establish contact.

Fay Grim:
How?

Agent Fulbright:
Impossible to say.

Agent Fulbright:
If the present government collapses, there'll be NO new government. Only chaos. Unless...

Andre:
Unless what?

Agent Fulbright:
We gotta organize the rebels, get somebody now - before the sh*t hits the fan - who's, uh, reasonable.

Andre:
And by reasonable, you mean someone who will do whatever the Americans want him to do.

Agent Fulbright:
Yeah. Well, maybe. Why not?

Henry Fool:
You see? They have to bludgeon a man into obscurity before they'll acknowledge his genius.

Henry Fool:
If anything happens to Fay, Jallal, I'll torture your wives, your family, your children and their children. There'll be a disease upon this Earth with your name on it. The only thing anyone will inherit from Jallal Said Khan is a long lifetime of intolerable pain. Sorry. That's just the kinda guy I am.