The Beach

Étienne: "Oh fuck! Richard! Fuck!"
Richard: "What?"
Étienne: "I saw a fin!"
Richard: "What? Are you joking?"
Étienne: "No, no. A fin!"
Richard: "OK, a shark fin?"
Étienne: "I don't know! Just a fin! Over there, about a hundred meters."
Richard: "Well, was it big?"
Étienne: "Yes."
Richard: "Well, what the fuck do you expect me to do about it?"
Étienne: "Nothing! I just thought you should know!"
Richard: "Well, to be honest, Étienne, I'd rather you hadn't told me!"
Étienne: "I'm sorry!"
Richard: "Well, it's a bit fuckin' late now, isn't it?"

"Enjoy the beach and cut the bullshit."

"You hope, and you dream. But you never believe that something's gonna happen for you. Not like it does in the movies. And when it actually does, you want it to feel different, more visceral, more real. I was waiting for it to hit me, but it just wouldn't happen. The police were pissed cuz he was traveling under a false passport. But they didn't ask me about the map, so... I didn't tell 'em."

"When you develop an infatuation for someone you always find a reason to believe that this is exactly the person for you. It doesn't need to be a good reason. Taking photographs of the night sky, for example. Now, in the long run, that's just the kind of dumb, irritating habit that would cause you to split up. But in the haze of infatuation, it's just what you've been searching for all these years."

Etienne: "One kilometer."
Françoise: "Two."
Etienne: "Richard?"
Richard: "I dunno... I'm American."
Etienne: "So?"
Richard: "I think in miles, not kilometers."
Etienne: "Okay, so how many miles do you think it is?"
Richard: "I dunno, but it looks like a long way away."

Françoise: "What are you talking about?"
Richard: "Just making conversation."
Françoise: "Do you have a girlfriend?"
Richard: "Here?"
Françoise: "Anywhere."
Richard: "No, why?"
Françoise: "Just making conversation."

"I told myself spreading news was part of a traveller's nature, but if I was being completely honest, I was just like everybody else: shit-scared of the great unknown. Desperate to take a little piece of home with me."

Sal: "Okay, it's like this. Bugs is my boyfriend, my partner. Okay? And you are someone I just had sex with. All right?"
Richard: "Oh.. ah... that's fine. That's absolutely fine."
Sal: "Good. Now get some sleep. I may wish to have sex again before we eat breakfast."