Les quatre cents coups

Petite Feuille:
Now, Doinel, go get some water and erase those insanities, or I'll make you lick the wall, my friend.

Gilberte Doinel:
I'm not in the mood.

Julien Doinel:
Too bad, I am.

Antoine Doinel:
I need some money for lunch, dad. Only 1,000 francs.

Julien Doinel:
Therefore you hope for 500. Therefore you need 300. Here's 100.

Julien Doinel:
I have no socks left around these holes.

Gilberte Doinel:
The best thing is to eat out until the end of the month.

Julien Doinel:
For that, I need a clean shirt.

English Teacher:
Last and simple question. Where is the father?

Rene:
Ze fazer...

English Teacher:
No. The father.

Rene:
Ze fazer.

English Teacher:
No, the tip of the tongue between the teeth. As if you had a lisp. Father.

Rene:
Fazer.

English Teacher:
No.

Rene:
But I can't, sir. Not everybody has a tongue like yours.

Petite Feuille:
Doinel, if your paper is first today, it's because I've decided to give the results beginning with the worst.

Prostitute #1:
I saw a police station in a movie. It was cleaner.

Prostitute #2:
I once saw a dirtier one.

Prostitute #3:
And I, a more cheerful one.

Judge:
I think we should place your child under observation in a special home.

Gilberte Doinel:
Could it be by the sea, Your Honor?

Juvenile Delinquent:
Every time I cried, my father would imitate me on his fiddle, just to drive me nuts. One day I got fed up and I knocked him out.

Juvenile Delinquent:
[to Antoine about another boy in the reformatory] He escaped a week ago, but they got him. Around here to escape is bad enough, but getting caught is worse.

Juvenile Delinquent:
If she drops her pen, pick it up, but don't look at her legs. Or else it will be on your record.

Juvenile Delinquent:
I'm an unstable psychotic individual with perverted tendencies.

Psychiatrist:
Your parents say you're always lying.

Antoine Doinel:
Oh, I lie now and then, I suppose. Sometimes I'd tell them the truth and they still wouldn't believe me, so I prefer to lie.

[first lines]

Petite Feuille:
Doinel, bring me that. Indeed! Go to the corner!

Gilberte Doinel:
Antoine! He saw me!

The Lover:
Which one's he?

Gilberte Doinel:
With dark hair. But he should be in school!

Rene:
You'll get it!

Antoine Doinel:
She won't dare tell Dad.

Gilberte Doinel:
He's a liar!

Julien Doinel:
Like you!

Gilberte Doinel:
If you raised him right...

Julien Doinel:
Sh*t! I gave him a name! I feed him!

Gilberte Doinel:
I'm sick of your complaints! Fed up! If you can't stand him, say so. We'll put him in an orphanage so I can have some peace!

Julien Doinel:
You don't seem surprised.

Gilberte Doinel:
Why should I be? He's capable of anything.

Antoine Doinel:
Sir, it's my mother.

Petite Feuille:
What about her?

Antoine Doinel:
She's just died.

Antoine Doinel:
[to Rene] After this I can't live with my parents anymore. I've got to disappear.

Rene:
Bonjour, Madam!

Man in Street:
Little devil!

Petite Feuille:
Your quest of the absolute led you straight to a zero. For you who don't know Balzac, it concerns "A Shady Business".

[last lines]

Gilberte Doinel:
Your father says he doesn't care what happens to you. You can go to a trade school. You wanted a job? You'll see how much fun a foundry can be!

Julien Doinel:
Women are always taken advantage of at the office, and they don't know what to do about it.

Gilberte Doinel:
My boss drove me home.

Julien Doinel:
Your boss.

Gilberte Doinel:
I couldn't very well refuse, could I?

Julien Doinel:
I hope you get overtime for that.

Gilberte Doinel:
I will, at the end of the month.

Julien Doinel:
Those services are usually paid in cash.

Gilberte Doinel:
Oh, knock it off!

Julien Doinel:
No wonder madame needs to rest on Sunday. By the way, where's my Michelin guide?

Gilberte Doinel:
How should I know? Ask the boy.

Julien Doinel:
He said he didn't touch it.

Gilberte Doinel:
He lies through his teeth.

Julien Doinel:
Like someone else I know.

Gilberte Doinel:
If you raised him better...

Julien Doinel:
I gave him my name, damn it! I put food on the table!

Gilberte Doinel:
I've had enough of your criticism! Fine! We'll send him to the Jesuits or the army orphans. At least I'd have some peace and quiet!