Joan of Paris

Herr Funk:
Thank you, Sergeant, you gave what little information you had quite intelligently.

Paul Lavallier:
Do you know a place where my friends can hide?

Father Antoine:
[nodding his head] I've learned many things in this parrish. I know the underworld almost as well as I do the world above.

Paul Lavallier:
The one who was shot is being followed by a little man who sticks like a postage stamp.

Herr Funk:
You'll never understand me, will you, Schultz?

Schultz:
But you let the bird fly away.

Herr Funk:
Not the bird, Schultz, my Judas goat.

Schultz:
Judas goat?

Herr Funk:
I'll tell you what that is: in the stockyards they have a trained goat that leads the sheep down the runway to the slaughter block. The little goat is unsuspected, but he still betrays the sheep. That is why they call him Judas.

Joan:
I think a woman's place is to make a man happy, not to ask questions and be curious.

Mlle. Rosay:
My dear, you shouldn't have any trouble whatsoever in getting an husband.

Herr Funk:
[reading Paul's note] I escaped, but too late. 'Till the lamps of Paris burn once more. Paul.

Herr Funk:
[to Joan] And what was he too late for, Joan?

Joan:
I don't remember.

Herr Funk:
Then try to remember this: by harboring an enemy of the Reich, you have qualified to be shot without trial. That is the law. I know because I made that law. If I choose, I can also break it.

Herr Funk:
There are five flyers, Joan: I want all five.

Joan:
Supposing I were to tell you they escaped.

Herr Funk:
If they had, I would not have left a delightful party to come here.