Un long dimanche de fiançailles

Bénédicte:
Doggie fart, gladdens my heart.

Rouvières:
A trench named Bingo Crepuscule? Why not Yippie Tralala?

Mathilde:
Ashes to ashes. Ashes to ashes.

[repeated line]

B?n?dicte:
Farting hound, happy sound.

Rouvi?res:
A trench named Bingo Crepuscule? Why not Youppie Tralala?

[repeated line]

Mathilde:
Ashes to ashes. Ashes to ashes.

Tina Lombardi:
I regret nothing. Except my hair.

Mathilde:
[peeling an apple] If I don't break the peel, Manech is alive.

Mathilde:
[after climbing out of her wheelchair] Miracles don't just happen in Lourdes, you know.

Ange Bassignano:
[writes] "Revenge is pointless. Try to be happy and don't ruin your life for me."

Manech (13 Years Old):
Do I stink of fish?

Manech:
Manech loves Mathilde, Mathilde loves Manech.

Narrator:
Mathilde leans back against her chair, folds her hands in her lap, and looks at him. In the sweetness of the air, in the light of the garden, Mathilde looks at him. She looks at him... She looks at him...

Sylvain:
[after the mailman rides his bike into the house] Make yourself at home! At Christmas, come down the chimney!

Manech:
Does it hurt when you walk?