Zed has only just arrived in the beautiful Paris and already he's up to no good. Having just slept with a call girl, he spends a night on the town with his dangerous friends. They all ... See full summary »

Eric: In Paris, it's good to smell like you've been fucking to make them respect you.
Zoe: I am NOT a prostitute!
Zed: That's great. Can I have my 1000 francs back, then?
Oliver: I want to retire in South America. I hear that's where the drugs come from.
Zed: Sometimes you just need the honesty and security of a whore.
Eric: We go in. We get what we want. We come out.
Zoe: I'll show you a real Paris.
Oliver: So Eric tells me you like Viking films. Viking movies.
Zed: Yeah... I guess.
Oliver: I love that stuff. Those helmets with the fucking horns on!
Zed: What time is it?
Cab Driver: Daytime.
Zoe: We fit together.
Zed: All men and women fit together. Even some men fit together.
Ricardo: Let me properly introduce you. That is Henri. He likes to be called Chim-chim but we don't always get what we like.
Oliver: [stumbling into basement room] Ox! Where is thy yoke?
[collapses, dead]
Zed: Dr. Seuss... my tub.