Montfleury Quotes in Cyrano de Bergerac (1990)

Ragueneau: No Cyrano. I lose my bet.

Le Bret: So much the better.

Audience: Montfleury! Montfleury!

Montfleury: Happy he... who far from court and city... Ah, how good... breathes the essence of the vernal wood, And who, when the breeze sings melodies...

Cyrano: Rogue! Didn't I order you off for a month?

Montfleury: What? Who's that?

Le Bret: Cyrano!

Ragueneau: I win!

Cyrano: King of fools. Off the stage!

Montfleury: Monsieur...

Cyrano: I'm losing my temper.

Montfleury: Help me gentlemen.

[first lines]

Montfleury: Thrice happy he who hides from pomp and power/ In sylvan shade or or solitary bower/ Where balmy zephyrs fan his burning cheeks...

Cyrano de Bergerac: Clown! King of Clowns! Leave the stage at once!

Montfleury: Sir, I will not allow you to insult me in this manner.

Cyrano de Bergerac: Really? In what manner would you prefer?