Harrison Ford credited as playing...
Dr. Richard Walker
- Michelle: What kind of music do you like?
- Richard Walker: What? Oldies, I like oldies.
- Michelle: Oldies? Yeah, me too. You like this?
- ["I've Seen This Face Before" by Grace Jones is playing on the radio]
- Richard Walker: This? This is not old.
- Michelle: Well, three, four years.
- Hotel Detective Le Grand Hotel: Have you and your wife been to Paris before?
- Richard Walker: Yes, on our honeymoon.
- Hotel Detective Le Grand Hotel: Is it possible she met someone here? Someone she has been thinking about?
- Richard Walker: Since June 15th, 1968?
- Richard Walker: Dede's been dead for over 12 hours.
- Michelle: How do you know? What are you, a doctor?
- Richard Walker: No corpse stinks that much after only 12 hours. Take my word for it. Yes, I am a doctor.
- Michelle: [Looking at Walker's ransacked hotel room] I thought my place was messy!
- Richard Walker: Yeah, well, there's always someone who'll do you one better, huh?
- Richard Walker: Who were the two guys in her apartment?
- Douglas Shaap: Probably our side.
- Richard Walker: Our side? Your side!
- Richard Walker: [Walker grabs Williams by the shoulder and fashions his hand like a gun] You know what that means to me? He had his arm around her here, like this. He could have had a gun, like this. Pointed right at her. Shut up! Smile! Walk! Out the lobby! Huh, like this. Huh?
- [Walker forces Williams towards the door]
- Douglas Shaap: Yes, yes, it could mean that, or they could have just been having a good time.
- Richard Walker: Mr. Shaap, you're talking about my wife... you must be thinking about yours.
- Peter: We missed you. Where were you, high up in the first class, I bet?
- Richard Walker: We got here yesterday.
- Peter: Yesterday? And you haven't find the way out of the airport yet? I thought I was wrecked.
- Richard Walker: No, a mix-up with the bags.
- Peter: Mix-up with the bags? Mmmm. To tell you the truth, I am a little wrecked. I hope I don't miss your speech. Is tomorrow, right?
- Richard Walker: No, no, Peter. Today. Today.
- Peter: Today?
- Richard Walker: Yeah.
- Peter: I hope you don't miss it.
- Richard Walker: Nice. Nice fruits.
- Sondra Walker: Well, I would have prefered flowers.
- Richard Walker: [viewing Paris from their hotel room] Nice view.
- Sondra Walker: It's magnificent. It should look exceptionally lovely from the Eiffel Tower this afternoon where you and Dr. Alembert can share it together. I want to take a hot shower. But first, let me have the note so I can confirm your luncheon.
- Richard Walker: What for?
- Sondra Walker: You can't speak French or use the phones.
- Richard Walker: I'm not gonna go! Don't confirm the luncheon.
- Sondra Walker: Why not? You did tell Maurice Alembert that you were arriving a day early, didn't you?
- Richard Walker: Honey...
- Sondra Walker: Oh Richard, you obviously want to see him. C'mon. Please give me the note. Richard...
- Richard Walker: I didn't tell when I was coming. Maurice Alembert, Maurice Alembert happens to be the chairman of the convention.
- Sondra Walker: Richard, give me the note.
- [Richard plays with her, hiding the note on his hands]
- Sondra Walker: Give me the, give me...
- [he eats the note]
- Sondra Walker: Oh. Richard, don't swallow, you're gonna choke.
- Richard Walker: Now she says...
- Sondra Walker: Well, at least let me get you some water to wash it down.
- Richard Walker: Maurice Alembert doesn't give a rat's ass about me. Not since he saw you at the Berkeley seminar last year. "Be sure to bring your lovely wife to Paris".
- Sondra Walker: Was he the one with the long legs who took his shoes off when he spoke?
- Richard Walker: [smiling] Never mind.
- Richard Walker: I woke up and you were gone.
- Man in Tweed: Who is him?
- Michelle: He's... you know.
- Richard Walker: You guys make so much noise. Who are you? These guys are friends of yours?
- Michelle: Not really.
- Richard Walker: What the fucking are we talking about?
- Man in Tweed: Take it easy, there is some mistake.
- Man in Leather: He's American, he may be crazy.
- Richard Walker: You goddamn right, there is some mistake.
- Man in Leather: Cool it. Cool it. Just cool it, mister. We're only asking the young lady a few questions.
- Richard Walker: You're not asking her jack shit, man. C'mon. Go on. Now get out of here, I don't have all day.
- Man in Leather: I'll go in my own time.
- Richard Walker: [pushes the guy away] You'll go now. Don't mess with me, man. I'm an American and I am crazy!
- Richard Walker: This is an emergency. Do you understand?
- U.S. Security Officer: Yes sir, I do.
- Richard Walker: You understand but you don't give a damn? Is that it?
- Richard Walker: [negotiating with the dealers the trade of the device in return for his wife] My wife first!
- Richard Walker: Where is she?
- Michelle: Please don't kill me.
- Richard Walker: Where is she?
- Michelle: What do you want?
- Richard Walker: My wife.
- Michelle: What wife?
- Richard Walker: Where is she?
- Michelle: Why did you kill Dédé? Why did you kill him?
- Richard Walker: I didn't. I didn't kill anyone.
- Michelle: What do you want from me?
- Richard Walker: [holding matches from the Blue Parrot] Look familiar?
- Michelle: Where did you get that?
- Richard Walker: Your suitcase.
- Michelle: So you have it! Then pay me what you owe me. I did my job.
- Richard Walker: Job?
- Michelle: That's right. You know what I mean.
- Richard Walker: No, I don't know what you mean. All I know is I that I have your suitcase and you have my wife's. Do you understand?
- [shouting]
- Richard Walker: You picked up the wrong suitcase at the airport!
- Rastafarian: You're looking for Dédé, man?
- Richard Walker: Yeah. You know him?
- Rastafarian: Sure, man. You don't look like you know him.
- Richard Walker: What am I supposed to look like?
- Rastafarian: Desperate, man.
- Richard Walker: Well, I'm desperate.
- Rastafarian: So where are you from, man? New York?
- Richard Walker: San Francisco.
- Rastafarian: Much better, man.
- Richard Walker: Yeah.
- Rastafarian: North Beach. Much, much better, man. Many places to dance.
- [singing]
- Rastafarian: "If you go to San Francisco, be sure to wear a flower in your hair". Come on, man. Buy me a Kahlua and tell Jack your desperate troubles.
- Richard Walker: All I really need, man, is, uh, Dédé.
- Rastafarian: All the boys and girls are looking for Dédé these days. But Dédé's been gone, you know, two nights.
- Richard Walker: Yeah, but where?
- Rastafarian: Man, why not say what you're looking for? Dédé is not the only one who can show you.
- Richard Walker: Why don't you tell me what I'm looking for?
- Rastafarian: The white lady. Isn't that so?
- Richard Walker: Yes.
- Rastafarian: Heavy. Now I see the desperate man.
- Richard Walker: Is she all right?
- Rastafarian: Beautiful, man. Nobody has touched the lady. You don't worry, man. Follow me.
- Richard Walker: Where is she?
- Rastafarian: Cool, man. No one has so much as stepped on her toe. She's here, man. And pure as the driven snow. C'mon, give it a try.
- [shows a paper with cocaine]
- Rastafarian: Do a one-on-one and tell me if I lie. Come on, man. The nose knows.
- [Walker tries it]
- Rastafarian: The white lady. Pure white. Good, not true? 600 Francs. You don't need Dédé, man.
- Douglas Shaap: The device doesn't belong to you, doctor Walker.
- Richard Walker: Doesn't belong to you either.
- Michelle: [punches the table] It belongs to me! I brought it over!
- U.S. Embassy Official: What number are you calling from?
- Richard Walker: How should I know? I... I'm in a cafe, the Paris Midi.
- U.S. Embassy Official: How do you spell that?
- Richard Walker: How do you... with an "S" for shithead!