The Grand Budapest Hotel Quote
M. Gustave: Why are we stopping at a Barley Field? [Title Card: 19th October, The Closing of the Frontier]
M. Gustave: [the train comes to a stop, the Doors to the cabin room swing open, soldiers stand at the doorway]
M. Gustave: Well, Hello there, chaps.
Franz: Documents, please.
M. Gustave: With pleasure. [Hands the officer his papers]
M. Gustave: It's not a very flattering portrait, I'm afraid, I was once considered a great beauty. [Notices the soldier's name tag, it reads: Cpl F. M³ller.]
M. Gustave: What's the F. Stand for, Fritz? Franz?
Franz: Franz.
M. Gustave: [Cheerfully]I knew it! [Zero hands the soldier his papers]
M. Gustave: He's making a funny face.
M. Gustave: [to the soldier]That's a Migatory Visa with stage three worker status, Franz darling, he's with me.
Franz: [Hesitates, looks at Zero]Come outside, please.
M. Gustave: Now wait a minute, sit down, Zero. His papers are in order, I crossed referenced them myself with The Bureau of Labor and Servitude. You can't arrest him simply because he's a bloody immigrant, he hasn't done anything wrong! [a moment of disbelief, the soldier looks, then grabs Zero by the arm and rises him from his seat. A light struggle breaks out, Gustave, angered, yells at them]
M. Gustave: Stop it! Stop, damn you!
Zero: Never mind, Mousier Gustave! Let them proceed!
M. Gustave: Ow, that hurts! [Zero and Gustave are roughly shoved against the wall]
M. Gustave: You filthy, godamn, pock-marked, fascist assholes! Take your hands off my lobby boy! [a whistle blows, and the door to the wagon opens. Everyone stops moving. Inspector A.J. Henckels walks into the room, he stands at the doorway]
Henckels: What's the problem?
M. Gus
M. Gustave: [the train comes to a stop, the Doors to the cabin room swing open, soldiers stand at the doorway]
M. Gustave: Well, Hello there, chaps.
Franz: Documents, please.
M. Gustave: With pleasure. [Hands the officer his papers]
M. Gustave: It's not a very flattering portrait, I'm afraid, I was once considered a great beauty. [Notices the soldier's name tag, it reads: Cpl F. M³ller.]
M. Gustave: What's the F. Stand for, Fritz? Franz?
Franz: Franz.
M. Gustave: [Cheerfully]I knew it! [Zero hands the soldier his papers]
M. Gustave: He's making a funny face.
M. Gustave: [to the soldier]That's a Migatory Visa with stage three worker status, Franz darling, he's with me.
Franz: [Hesitates, looks at Zero]Come outside, please.
M. Gustave: Now wait a minute, sit down, Zero. His papers are in order, I crossed referenced them myself with The Bureau of Labor and Servitude. You can't arrest him simply because he's a bloody immigrant, he hasn't done anything wrong! [a moment of disbelief, the soldier looks, then grabs Zero by the arm and rises him from his seat. A light struggle breaks out, Gustave, angered, yells at them]
M. Gustave: Stop it! Stop, damn you!
Zero: Never mind, Mousier Gustave! Let them proceed!
M. Gustave: Ow, that hurts! [Zero and Gustave are roughly shoved against the wall]
M. Gustave: You filthy, godamn, pock-marked, fascist assholes! Take your hands off my lobby boy! [a whistle blows, and the door to the wagon opens. Everyone stops moving. Inspector A.J. Henckels walks into the room, he stands at the doorway]
Henckels: What's the problem?
M. Gus
Movie: The Grand Budapest Hotel
