La Grande Illusion

Lieutenant Maréchal:
The theater's too deep for me. I prefer bicycling.

Lieutenant Rosenthal:
Frontiers are an invention of men. Nature doesn't give a hoot.

Lieutenant Mar?chal:
The theater's too deep for me. I prefer bicycling.

Lieutenant Rosenthal:
Frontiers are an invention of men. Nature doesn't give a hoot.

Capt. von Rauffenstein:
May the earth lie lightly upon our valiant enemy.

Capt. de Boeldieu:
I think we can do nothing to stop the march of time.

Capt. von Rauffenstein:
Believe me, I don't know who is going to win this war the end, whatever it is will be the end of the Rauffensteins and the Boeldieus.

Capt. de Boeldieu:
Out there, children play soldier...

Capt. de Boeldieu:
In here, soldiers play like children.

Capt. de Boeldieu:
May I ask you a question?

Capt. von Rauffenstein:
Of course.

Capt. de Boeldieu:
Why did you make an exception of me by inviting me here?

Capt. von Rauffenstein:
Because your name is Boeldieu, career officer in the French Army. And I am Rauffenstein, career officer in the Imperial German Army.

Capt. de Boeldieu:
But my comrades are officers as well.

Capt. von Rauffenstein:
A 'Mar?chal' and 'Rosenthal,' officers?

Capt. de Boeldieu:
They're fine soldiers.

Capt. von Rauffenstein:
Charming legacy of the French Revolution.

Capt. de Boeldieu:
Neither you nor I can stop the march of time.

Capt. von Rauffenstein:
Boldieu, I don't know who will win this war, but whatever the outcome, it will mean the end of the Rauffensteins and the Boeldieus.

Capt. de Boeldieu:
We're no longer needed.

Capt. von Rauffenstein:
Isn't that a pity?

Capt. de Boeldieu:
Perhaps.

Lieutenant Mar?chal:
So you're digging a hole like Monte Cristo. What a laugh.

L'ing?nieur:
I hate the way German bulletins exaggerate.

Lieutenant Mar?chal:
And our papers don't? Remember "the Russian steamroller"?

Capt. de Boeldieu:
Is that supposed to be witty?

Capt. de Boeldieu:
For me it's simple. A golf course is for golf. A tennis court is for tennis. A prison camp is for escaping.

Un officier de la forteresse:
More coffee sir?

Capt. von Rauffenstein:
If you call this muck coffee I have to accept it. At least it warms my insides.