Chevalier Quotes in Gentlemen Broncos (2009)

Chevalier: Without a doubt, the best line I've ever written is this. 'Referring to her neck, she squawked, this is not a wart! This is the chancellor of the galaxy! Now let us in!'

Chevalier: You. Give me the name of one of the protagonists in one of your fantasies.

Skinny Boy: Nebekenezer.

Chevalier: Oh. Very original. I've heard that one before. But don't worry, need thou not be afraid, for we can turn a humdrum, forgettable name like Nebekenezer into something magical like this

[pause]

Chevalier: Nebekoronius. And it's that easy. We can add 'onius,' 'ainous,' or anous,' to just about anything and it becomes magical.

Troll Girl: One of my trolls is named Teacup.

Chevalier: Um... I don't like it. I would go with Traginus, every time.

Troll Girl: [raises hand]

Chevalier: Yes?

Troll Girl: But I still like Teacup better.

Chevalier: It's not... it's not a question of liking it better. It's just... I'm... as an author... I'm picturing myself as a troll mother, I have just given birth to a litter of troll cubs, they are covered in placentiae, pawing at my many teats for the vital, life-giving collostrum. I'm not thinking, 'Hmm... Teacup.' Am I? It's just not... believable. And if I don't believe it, the reader doesn't believe it. Tragainus, Trocacon, Trody... names in this vein. If female, Tragana.

Chevalier: And finally we have a young-ling trying to penetrate the secrets of the human mind. You won't do it like that young-ling... You must use friendship.

Chevalier: Within my breast meat, there is a famine. No more sweets in the mammary cannon. You are Gorganna, my eagle, my queen. Your ovaries will destroy me. Collect me in your wings. I am just a man! And I want to breed! Together, we will learn to love, you gorgeous hag, you freak machine.

Benjamin: So, how do I avoid situations like that? I mean, the idea of somebody bastardizing my work really freaks me out.

Chevalier: I see. Have they paid you yet?

Benjamin: Yeah. They gave me a check.

Chevalier: Well, cash that check immediately. Enjoy your money. I mean, isn't that why we do what we do, dagnammit? For the money, for the riches of the earth! When the future generations will look back, do you think they will remember us for our writing? No, but for the wealth we have accumulated. Why do you think I wear this bracelet? And who knows? Perhaps these producers may create something even better than your original version.

Chevalier: May the glistening chrome of the Borg Queen shed her light upon us all.

Chevalier: Merve, Merve, wait! Moon Fetus. A fetus is found on a moon base.

[pause]

Chevalier: That's the premise.

Chevalier: Greetings and salutations. It is such an honor to be in the midst of so many juvescent, ripe minds. When I was your age, I had just completed my first trilogy, a body of work you now know as The Cyborg Harpies.

Chevalier: This is a piece that came to me in a dream when I was eleven. I call it migration, and it depicts a fleet of harpies synchronizing their mammary cannons to create lazer rain. Hard rain's gonna fall.

Chevalier: Put the pillow down, I beg of you.

Chevalier: [upon meeting d'Hubert for the first time after d'Hubert has found him making boots] I've not hitherto been privileged to meet a general of Bonaparte's army.

Armand D'Hubert: [smiling] General of Brigade, sir, and only recently promoted. A mere imp of Satan; I cannot claim to be one of his demons.

Chevalier: [unthawing slightly] You jest with me, sir.

Armand D'Hubert: In a neighborly way.

Chevalier: [gesturing to d'Hubert to be seated and sitting himself] Let me make you a pair of boots. In a neighborly way.

Armand D'Hubert: I would esteem it an honor.

Chevalier: Good boots are not an honor, they are a pleasure. About the time that you were learning to be a soldier, I was learning to make boots. I've supported myself as a boot-maker; now that I'm an aristocrat once more, I have to drum up trade. Sloth is the curse of the aristoracy.