Nicole 'Pumpkin' Truchaut: My husband died on that sofa!
My husband died in that chair!
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Nicole 'Pumpkin' Truchaut: My husband died on that sofa! My husband died in that chair!
Napoleon Bonaparte: They've changed my battlefield.
Napoleon Bonaparte: I am a man who can be killed, but not insulted!
Napoleon Bonaparte: No, that's not it. That's not right. Let me tell you what really happened...
Napoleon Bonaparte: I had rather sleep in the gutter than spend one night under an inhospitable roof!
Nicole 'Pumpkin' Truchaut: You are my Napoleon.
Napoleon Bonaparte: They've changed my battlefield.
Napoleon Bonaparte: I am a man who can be killed, but not insulted!
Napoleon Bonaparte: No, that's not it. That's not right. Let me tell you what really happened...
Napoleon Bonaparte: I had rather sleep in the gutter than spend one night under an inhospitable roof!
Eugene: My guts have been troubling me of late. Montholon: Perhaps Your Royal Highness would not suffer such pains if he did not sit around on his fat arse all day, stuffing his face like a pig. Eugene: I wish to consult a doctor. Montholon: Do you indeed? Eugene: An Italian doctor. No, German! The best there is! Montholon: You'll have your doctor when you've done your duty, not before. Montholon: And stop stuffing your damn face!
Napoleon Bonaparte: I have a message for Sergeant Justin Bommell. Gendarme: You wish to speak with him? Napoleon Bonaparte: Just the message. And I'd like to leave this. Gendarme: You were here before, weren't you? I recognize you. Napoleon Bonaparte: The message should read, "Eugene Lenormand is dead..." Napoleon Bonaparte: No, not that. Napoleon Bonaparte: "Eugene Lenormand... has moved on. He left this to remember him by."
Nicole 'Pumpkin' Truchaut: I bought it from a lawyer who went bankrupt. Napoleon Bonaparte: Well, that's something. I didn't know that was possible.
Nicole 'Pumpkin' Truchaut: My husband died on that sofa! Nicole 'Pumpkin' Truchaut: My husband died in that chair!
Napoleon Bonaparte: What are we going to do? Montholon: Sire? Napoleon Bonaparte: Well, he looks *nothing* like me.
Montholon: You will of course be traveling incognito... Napoleon Bonaparte: Yes, of course incognito, but in what capacity will I be traveling? Montholon: Uh... a galley hand. Montholon: It is in the utmost need, Sire. Napoleon Bonaparte: Even so, surely something above decks would have been more appropriate.
