Franz Quotes in All the Queen's Men (2001)

Franz: [hugging Tony on bed] I learned to adapt. I even have sex with women.

Tony Parker: Women? How many women?

Franz: 10 or 12.

Tony Parker: [stops hugging] 10 or 12?

Franz: I had to make it convincing. It's been seven years.

Tony Parker: Eight is convincing, 12 is enjoying it.

Franz: I was thinking of you every time.

Tony Parker: Oh, yes, how did you ever stop from shouting my name?

Franz: Don't insult my friend, he is be-sexual, right?

[Frans is German]

Tony Parker: Right. I have sex with bees.

Franz: I never understand why you go around with queens.

Tony Parker: Well, they're bigger than bees.

Franz: Not bad for a bunch of queens.

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. Müller."]

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. Gustave: This is outrageous! The young man works for me at the Grand Budapest Hotel in Nebelsbad.

Henckels: Mousier Gustave?

[pauses]

Henckels: My name is Henckels, I'm the son of Dr. and Mrs. Wolfgang Henckels Bergersdörfer. Do you remember me?

Franz: You are an inspiration to all of us.

Dusty Crophopper: All of us?

Franz: Yeah, all of us who want to do more than just what we are built for.

Marie: She's in love with Chopin.

Franz: The Polish corpse?

Franz: Isn't it strange how people never form a whole?

Odile: In what way?

Franz: They never come together. They remain separate. Each goes his own way, distrustful and tragic. Even when they're together, in big buildings, or in the street. Don't feel like talking?

Odile: No.

Franz: A minute of silence can last a long time... a whole eternity.

Odile: Are there lions in Brazil?

Franz: Yes, as well as croc... Odiles.

Franz: Sometimes, if you don't hide stuff, nobody notices. I read that in an American book.

Franz: I'm loopy the lup, the good wolf.

Franz: [Reading the newspaper to Arthur] She treated me like a butler, said the lumberjack, husband of the vanished countess. The police think it's murder, but Roger says 'It's an elopement.' Futile search in bedroom slippers.

Pastor Schultz: You're going for the child?

Adolph Kramer, The Grandfather: I am.

Pastor Schultz: You're not walking all the way to Frankfurt? It's over 100 miles!

Adolph Kramer, The Grandfather: I shall get there.

Villager 1: Wait, neighbor.

Franz: Let us lend you enough for your railway fare.

Adolph Kramer, The Grandfather: That's kind of you, Franz, but my legs will carry me. And I have money to bring us back on the train.

Villager 2: Auf Wiedersehen.

Villager 3: Goodbye.

Villager 4: Good luck, Adolph.

Pastor Schultz: God speed to you, neighbor.

Franz: You'll never see your underwear again.

Léocadie: Don't just run off!

Franz: [Bugle blowing in the distant] Can't you hear? I'll get four days for this.

Léocadie: At least tell me your name.

Franz: What's it matter?

Léocadie: I'm Léocadie.

Franz: Strange name!

Léocadie: You at least got a farewell cigarette?

Franz: I'm all out. Gotta run. Good night.

Léocadie: Good night. That beats all! Some time I'd have if everyone was a bum like you! Beat it, cheap stake! Look at the bastard running off! The filthy swine! Not even a cigarette! That's men for you!

Franz: I tell you, Miss Marie, none of those girls had curves like you.

Marie: So you felt them all?

Franz: When you dance, you can compare.

Marie: Yes, I think you like comparing.

Franz: How about that bench, Miss Marie?

Marie: No, Monsieur Franz. It's too dark here.

Franz: Don't be afraid. I'm here.

Marie: That's just it.

Franz: Don't be afraid.

Marie: No, I don't want to!

Franz: Here's another bench. Let's sit there awhile.

Marie: Alright, but behave yourself.

Franz: Yes.

Marie: Promise? Promise?

Léocadie: How about it, handsome? Want to come with me?

Franz: You calling me handsome?

Léocadie: Who else? I live nearby. Come and warm up. The Spring air is cool.

Franz: I have to get back to the barracks.

Léocadie: It's still early. My place is cozier.

Franz: I'm sure it is.

Léocadie: Not so loud. There are cops around.

Léocadie: Come on.

Franz: I have no money.

Léocadie: I don't need money.

Franz: Your daddy's a Rothschild?

Léocadie: No, I charge civilians, but its free for boys like you.

Franz: Free?

Franz: Michel told me about you.

Léocadie: I don't know any Michel.

Franz: The bar on the Schiffgasse. You took him home.

Léocadie: I've taken home quite a few from that bar.

Franz: Alright, but let's hurry.

Léocadie: You're in a rush now that it's free! At least kiss me. It's nicer when there's a little feeling.

Franz: Come on.

Léocadie: Since my place is too far, let's go down there.

Franz: Down there? You've got a few tricks up your sleeve!

Franz: Where are we?

Léocadie: Don't worry. There's never anyone here.

Franz: I don't like it here.

Léocadie: I like it everywhere. Come on.

Léocadie: We'll find a bench over there.

Franz: No bench needed. We're not out in high society.

Léocadie: Well, well!

Franz: Am I right?

Léocadie: I've always wanted a guy like you.

Franz: Don't be so sure. I'm the jealous type.

[Kisses her and leans up up against the wall]