- Johanna: Talk to me some more
- Jacques: It's hard, you know. I don't know what else to say. You're so far away.
- Johanna: Tell me a story.
- Jacques: A story? Do you now how it is- do you know what you're supposed to do, to meet a mermaid?
- Johanna: No.
- Jacques: You go down to the bottom of the sea, where the water isn't even blue anymore, where the sky is only a memory, and you float there, in the silence. And you stay there, and you decide, that you'll die for them. Only then do they start coming out. They come, and they greet you, and they judge the love you have for them. If it's sincere, if it's pure, they'll be with you, and take you away forever.
- Johanna: I like that story
- Enzo: Ah, I was 17! I was so in love with her, I tried to die for her. Two years later I can't even remember her name. Time, erases everything.
- Johanna: You really send him under the ice? He isn't a slave or convict or anything, is he?
- Dr. Laurence: My dear, science is a cruel mistress.
- Johanna: How is he going to breathe?
- Dr. Laurence: He isn't.
- Enzo: ...So, between Mamma, Roberto and Alfredo, we yell and scream at each other all day long. Except for Angelica, she just cries. And then finally, we all end up kissing. Can you explain that to me? Because *that's* what love is all about. It's a pain in the ass, but it keeps us together.
- [Waiting for Enzo]
- Roberto: It's not like him to be late. Of course, sometimes he doesn't show up at all.
- Jacques: Why're you always talkin'? Y'know- you think that other people are interested in what you're talkin' about? I'M not interested, and other people aren't either! So just STOP talkin', because other people have other things to say y'know! You understand me? Stop talkin'! It's bullshit!
- Enzo: She's gone?
- Jacques: YES! She's gone!
- Supervisor: Hey! You gotta get him outta there, fast!
- Roberto: Ten thousand!
- Supervisor: Lira?
- Roberto: Dollars!
- Supervisor: Hey, wait a minute! You guys aren't gonna try to hold me up at a time like this?
- Enzo: Okay, you tell me. How much would you say a man's life is worth? In my village we have a saying. (to Roberto) How does it go again?
- Roberto: I don't remember.
- Supervisor: W-what's that supposed to mean?
- Enzo: Forget it.
- Uncle Louis: [to Johana] So, where are you from, Henrietta?
- Jacques: Johana! New York!
- Uncle Louis: New YORK? What KIND of a name is that?
- Johanna: No, I'm *from* new York
- Uncle Louis: Oh Yes! The best lays are from New York!
- [haggling with a fish vendor]
- Uncle Louis: Two DOLLARS? You didn't even need to catch the fish! It died of CANCER!
- Johanna: 6'3", 6'1", maybe 5'9" - You can't be sure, you know the flippers, they add height or they take it away, or something. Anyway short dark hair... Not punk or anything, just short. And the cutest smile. He wasn't smiling at me, I don't think - just smiling. And he thought he saw me in the lake. I mean that was a figure of speech... They're so romantic, the French.
- Sally: [bored] I thought you said he was Peruvian?
- Johanna: Haven't you been listening?
- Sally: ...Since eight o'clock last night...! You're in love.
- Johanna: Don't be a jerk. There's no such thing as love at first sight.
- Uncle Louis: Hey, have you ever seen a mermaid?
- Young Jacques: No.
- Uncle Louis: I have, you know. Don't you want to know where? Why don't you ask me?
- Young Jacques: What?
- Uncle Louis: Where I saw mermaids! Why don't you ever ask any questions? I'm always the one asking the questions. I'm now aware I ask the questions so now I'm talking to myself! Ask me something, goddamn it!
- Young Jacques: Why did my mother leave?
- Uncle Louis: Row.