Philippe: My true disability is not having to be in a wheel chair. It's having to be without her.
Philippe: [Driss shaves François beard turning into a weird mustache] Oh, it's awful.
[moments later, it's turned into a old-fashioned mustache]
Philippe: I look like my grandpa.
Driss: Okay. Let me shave the rest off.
Philippe: [François now has a Hitler mustache] No, come on.
Driss: That's not funny, no?
Philippe: Don't you mean "nein"?
[does a German gibberish, they both laugh later on]
Driss: I'm not going in there, even you! I'm not gonna lead you in the back like a horse.
Philippe: Hope well and have well.
Driss: [after listening to classical music] We listened to your classics. Now it's time to listen to mine.
[plays Earth Wind & Fire]
Driss: She got the hots for me.
Driss: It's not about being ready. I do not do that. I don't empty a stranger's butt. I don't even empty a friend's butt. I usually don't empty butts. It's a matter of principles.
Driss: [while driving] Outta the way.
Driss: Guys from the north drink so much, they're all beating their ladies. She'll see there's no risk with you.
Elisa: Leave me alone.
Driss: What a seducer! He's epistoling like a boss.