Nicholas Urfe: This thing, it's like being halfway through a book. You can't just throw it in the dustbin.
Anne: So you throw me instead?
Nicholas Urfe: I'm trying to be honest.
Anne: Honest? It's just like in London. You haven't changed. I'll always be that French girl who slept around. A human boomerang. Throw her away and she'll always come back for another week of duty-free sex.
Nicholas Urfe: That's below the belt!
Anne: Your natural territory.
Maurice Conchis: All men feel the need to risk death at least once in their life. War is a very unscientific answer to that need.