The Hundred-Foot Journey Quotes
Papa: She thinks she owns everybody in town. Do you hear me up there? I say no! Don't try to steal my children!
Madame Mallory: I will report you, Mr. Kadam, for making too much noise.
Papa: And I will report you for attempted child abduction!
Madame Mallory: Have you even asked the boy what he wants?
Papa: You deliberately seduced him!
Madame Mallory: [Scoffs]
Papa: You seduced his mind,with your awful, tasteless, empty sauces! With your pitiful little squashed bits of garlic!
Madame Mallory: That is called subtlety of flavor.
Papa: It's called meanness of spirit! If you have a spice, use it! Don't sprinkle it. Spoon it in!
Madame Mallory: What you do not seem to understand is that there is such a thing as enough. Enough is enough, arrÛtez!
Papa: Yes, enough of you. Always up there like a queen or something. You tell him, it's classical. What is classical?
Madame Mallory: Classical comes from the word class. And that is what he will learn in my kitchen. He will learn how to cook with class.
Papa: Indian cannot become French, and the French cannot become Indian.
Madame Mallory: Mr. Kadam, I think I have just spent the whole day washing those words off your wall.
Madame Mallory: I will report you, Mr. Kadam, for making too much noise.
Papa: And I will report you for attempted child abduction!
Madame Mallory: Have you even asked the boy what he wants?
Papa: You deliberately seduced him!
Madame Mallory: [Scoffs]
Papa: You seduced his mind,with your awful, tasteless, empty sauces! With your pitiful little squashed bits of garlic!
Madame Mallory: That is called subtlety of flavor.
Papa: It's called meanness of spirit! If you have a spice, use it! Don't sprinkle it. Spoon it in!
Madame Mallory: What you do not seem to understand is that there is such a thing as enough. Enough is enough, arrÛtez!
Papa: Yes, enough of you. Always up there like a queen or something. You tell him, it's classical. What is classical?
Madame Mallory: Classical comes from the word class. And that is what he will learn in my kitchen. He will learn how to cook with class.
Papa: Indian cannot become French, and the French cannot become Indian.
Madame Mallory: Mr. Kadam, I think I have just spent the whole day washing those words off your wall.
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Madame Mallory: What is this flavor that is fighting against the chicken ?
Hassan: I added some spices for flavor to the sauce, and coriander for garnish and freshness.
Madame Mallory: But why change a recipe that is 200 years old ?
Hassan: Because, madam, maybe 200 years is long enough.
Hassan: I added some spices for flavor to the sauce, and coriander for garnish and freshness.
Madame Mallory: But why change a recipe that is 200 years old ?
Hassan: Because, madam, maybe 200 years is long enough.
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Madame Mallory: Do any of you know the words to the Marseillaise? Jean-Pierre?
Jean-Pierre: Of course. It's our national anthem.
Madame Mallory: Do you know all the words? Ils viennent jusque dans vos bras. ?gorger vos fils, vos compagnes! They come to slit the throats of our sons, our wives. Alors continuer Jean-Pierre.
Jean-Pierre: Aux armes citoyens, formez vos bataillons, marchons.
Madame Mallory: And in English, so we can all understand?
Jean-Pierre: To arms citizens, from your battalions, let us march. May their unpure blood...
Madame Mallory: Flow in our fields. And that is what it means to be French n'est-ce pas Jean-Pierre?
Jean-Pierre: Yes.
Madame Mallory: Well there are other ways to be French. Liberty. Equality. Fraternity.
Jean-Pierre: Why are you talking only to me?
Madame Mallory: Because you know who set the fire, don't you?
Jean-Pierre: Would you surrender to these invaders?
Madame Mallory: You tell your friends that these bombs have ended a war. They have brought peace. Bravo. You're a chef. I do not pay you to burn things. Take your knives and go.
Jean-Pierre: Of course. It's our national anthem.
Madame Mallory: Do you know all the words? Ils viennent jusque dans vos bras. ?gorger vos fils, vos compagnes! They come to slit the throats of our sons, our wives. Alors continuer Jean-Pierre.
Jean-Pierre: Aux armes citoyens, formez vos bataillons, marchons.
Madame Mallory: And in English, so we can all understand?
Jean-Pierre: To arms citizens, from your battalions, let us march. May their unpure blood...
Madame Mallory: Flow in our fields. And that is what it means to be French n'est-ce pas Jean-Pierre?
Jean-Pierre: Yes.
Madame Mallory: Well there are other ways to be French. Liberty. Equality. Fraternity.
Jean-Pierre: Why are you talking only to me?
Madame Mallory: Because you know who set the fire, don't you?
Jean-Pierre: Would you surrender to these invaders?
Madame Mallory: You tell your friends that these bombs have ended a war. They have brought peace. Bravo. You're a chef. I do not pay you to burn things. Take your knives and go.
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Mansur: So I guess the cooking is now down to me.
Papa: Yes, mister.
Mansur: Oh, God!
Papa: What do you mean, Oh, God?
Papa: Yes, mister.
Mansur: Oh, God!
Papa: What do you mean, Oh, God?
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Papa: You want Hassan because you want another star for yourself, yes ?
Madame Mallory: Oh, yes. Yes, I will not lie. But I will also offer him a stepping stone to the world. He deserves it. He has a gift.
Papa: You are very stubborn. [rooster crowing]
Papa: Oh, it's morning already. [exhales]
Papa: A new dawn. So... How much will you pay him per week ?
Madame Mallory: 200 euro.
Papa: [chuckling]Now you are proving you are insane.
Madame Mallory: 250, plus food.
Papa: If you sit in cold all night, he's worth 600.
Madame Mallory: [scoffs]In your dreams.
Papa: 450, or I walk.
Madame Mallory: 320, but 350 after three month. Do we have a deal ?
Papa: No.
Hassan: Yes. We have a deal.
Papa: [speaking Hindi]
Hassan: Okay, relax, Papa.
Papa: What do you mean, relax ? Spoiled the whole game.
Madame Mallory: Papa, we have a deal.
Papa: Madame...
Madame Mallory: Oh, yes. Yes, I will not lie. But I will also offer him a stepping stone to the world. He deserves it. He has a gift.
Papa: You are very stubborn. [rooster crowing]
Papa: Oh, it's morning already. [exhales]
Papa: A new dawn. So... How much will you pay him per week ?
Madame Mallory: 200 euro.
Papa: [chuckling]Now you are proving you are insane.
Madame Mallory: 250, plus food.
Papa: If you sit in cold all night, he's worth 600.
Madame Mallory: [scoffs]In your dreams.
Papa: 450, or I walk.
Madame Mallory: 320, but 350 after three month. Do we have a deal ?
Papa: No.
Hassan: Yes. We have a deal.
Papa: [speaking Hindi]
Hassan: Okay, relax, Papa.
Papa: What do you mean, relax ? Spoiled the whole game.
Madame Mallory: Papa, we have a deal.
Papa: Madame...
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Hassan: [narrating]And my mother was my instructor.
Mama: The sea urchins taste of life, don't you think ? Life has its own flavor. Hidden in that shell, raw, beautiful life.
Hassan: [narrating]It was an education for all of the senses.
Mama: But to cook, you must kill. You make ghosts. You cook to make ghosts. Spirits that live on in every ingredient.
Hassan: [narrating]But mostly, I was taught.
Hassan: [Slurping]How to taste.
Mama: Can you taste them?
Mama: The sea urchins taste of life, don't you think ? Life has its own flavor. Hidden in that shell, raw, beautiful life.
Hassan: [narrating]It was an education for all of the senses.
Mama: But to cook, you must kill. You make ghosts. You cook to make ghosts. Spirits that live on in every ingredient.
Hassan: [narrating]But mostly, I was taught.
Hassan: [Slurping]How to taste.
Mama: Can you taste them?
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Madame Mallory: Oh. Vous m'Útonnez. [Chuckles]
Madame Mallory: You have it. Hmm. Your pigeon had it, too.
Hassan: I know. I knew then, and I know now.
Madame Mallory: Arrogance.
Hassan: A chef must lead.
Madame Mallory: Sharp and cool and hot in the mouth, all at the same time. Do you know how long it takes chefs to learn that? What will Papa say?
Madame Mallory: You have it. Hmm. Your pigeon had it, too.
Hassan: I know. I knew then, and I know now.
Madame Mallory: Arrogance.
Hassan: A chef must lead.
Madame Mallory: Sharp and cool and hot in the mouth, all at the same time. Do you know how long it takes chefs to learn that? What will Papa say?
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Hassan: Marguerite! Thank you for the books !
Marguerite: [chuckling]What books ?
Hassan: The books !
Marguerite: [chuckling]What books ?
Hassan: The books !
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