Chocolat (2000)
Juliette Binoche: Vianne
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Quotes
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Vianne : [to the Comte de Reynaud] Ah, good morning. Can I interest you in some nipples of Venus?
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Vianne : And these are for your husband. Unrefined cacao nips from Guatemala, to awaken the passions.
Yvette Marceau : Psshh. You've obviously never met my husband.
Vianne : Well, you've obviously never tried these.
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Yvette Marceau : Do you have more of those bean thingies, please?
Vianne : Oh, sure. Um... How many do you want?
Yvette Marceau : How many have you got?
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Comte de Reynaud : Rumor has it you are harbouring Madame Muscat. Is that true?
Vianne : You make her sound like a fugitive.
Comte de Reynaud : She *is* a fugitive. From her marriage vows, which have been sanctified by God.
Vianne : Josephine? Come out here a minute. Let His Radiance have a look at you, hm?
[shows the Comte the ugly bruise on Josephine's forehead]
Vianne : Is that sanctified enough for you? It's not the first time.
Comte de Reynaud : I am truly sorry. You should have come to me. Your husband will be made to repent for this.
Josephine Muscat : Tell him to repent on someone else's head.
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Vianne : What do you see in it?
Armande Voizin : Not a damned thing.
Vianne : Come on, it's a game. What do you see?
Armande Voizin : I see a cranky old woman too tired to play games.
Vianne : Hmm. I've got just the thing for you.
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[Anouk has come home from school upset]
Vianne : Anouk, just tell me what happened.
Anouk : Are you Satan's helper?
Vianne : Well, it... it's not easy, being different.
Anouk : Why can't we go to church?
Vianne : Well, you can if you want... but it won't make things easier.
Anouk : Why can't you wear black shoes like the other mothers?
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Vianne : Things could be different for you, Josephine. Serge doesn't run the world.
Josephine Muscat : He might as well.
Vianne : Is that what you believe?
Josephine Muscat : I know it.
Vianne : Oh. Well, then it must be... must be true. My mistake.
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Luc Clairmont : Grandmother, bonjour.
Armande Voizin : I, um... would you like a cup of, uh...
Luc Clairmont : No, no thank you. I'm just here to, uh... do a portrait.
Armande Voizin : Whose?
Vianne : Yours, actually. Is the light okay where she's sitting?
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Vianne : Would you care... would you care to buy something special for your lady friend?
Guillaume Blerot : Lady friend?
Vianne : Mm-hmm, the lovely woman your dog was so fond of.
Guillaume Blerot : [smiles] Oh.
Vianne : Her favorite is chocolate seashells, that's my guess.
Guillaume Blerot : Oh, no, I mustn't. Madame Audel is in mourning for her husband.
Vianne : Oh. I'm sorry. When did he pass away?
Guillaume Blerot : The war. German grenade.
Vianne : Oh, I see. Well, it's been fifteen years since the war, so surely...
Guillaume Blerot : No, not that war. Monsieur Audel was killed on January the 12th, 1917. It was quite a blow to Madame Audel.
Vianne : Apparently so.
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Vianne : I have two announcements. Number one, if you enjoyed what you ate here, you're going to love my chocolate festival on Sunday.
Armande Voizin : Advertise on your own time. What's for dessert?
Vianne : That brings me to number two. It is my duty to announce, that there is no dessert here tonight.
[guests sound disappointed]
Vianne : Because it's on Roux's boat.
[uncomfortable silence]
Armande Voizin : Any complaints, see me.
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Armande Voizin : Your cinnamon looks rancid.
Vianne : Well, it's not cinnamon, it's a special kind of chili pepper.
Armande Voizin : Chili pepper in hot chocolate? Psh.
Vianne : Mm-hm. It'll give you a lift.
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Roux : How does Anouk feel about it?
Vianne : What?
Roux : All the moving around.
Vianne : Oh, she's fine. She handles it beautifully, she makes friends easily, she's such an unusual...
[looks at Roux]
Vianne : She hates it.
[on the verge of tears]
Vianne : She hates it.
[Roux draws closer and kisses her]
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Josephine Muscat : If you leave, everything will go back to the way it was.
Vianne : Everything *is* the way it was.
Josephine Muscat : Not for me!
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Armande Voizin : Sure you didn't put booze in that?
Vianne : Something better.
Armande Voizin : Perhaps you should give it to my daughter. Melt that chilly disposition of hers.
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Vianne : Things could be different for you, Josephine. Serge doesn't rule the world.
Josephine Muscat : He might as well.
Vianne : Is that what you believe?
Josephine Muscat : I know it.
Vianne : Oh, well, then it... it must be true. My mistake.
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Armande Voizin : She won't let me see my grandson. I'm cut off from him.
Vianne : Why is that? Armande, why is that?
Armande Voizin : Oh, I'm a bad influence. 'Cause I don't like her treating him like a trained poodle. I swear, that boy doesn't piss without her permission.
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Vianne : You've never really told me what the problem is - between you and Caroline.
Armande Voizin : 'Cause it's none of your damn business. I'm an embarrassment to her. I swear. I read dirty books. I eat and drink what I like. And sin of sins, I refuse to go to Les Mimosas.
Josephine Muscat : When I was a kid, we called it Le Mortoir. It's a nursing home for old... It's in Toulouse.
Armande Voizin : Caroline loves the thought of a nurse with a clipboard recording my bowel movements.
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Vianne : Armande, why didn't you tell me?
Armande Voizin : Is this a chocolaterie or is it a confessional? Don't you dare pity me.
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Armande Voizin : Where are you from?
Vianne : Well, we lived in Andalucia for a while. And, let me see, before that, Vienna and before that...
Anouk : Before that...
Vianne : Athens.
Anouk : Pavia.
Vianne : Pavia!
Anouk : Pantoufle hated it there.
Vianne : Pantoufle is her kangaroo.
Anouk : But he can't hop.
Vianne : Bad leg. War injury, huh?