Film Quotes by Paul Henreid

Pillery Gow: Here, how can you believe him?
Capt. Laurent Van Horn: Who tells you I do?
Paree: He's such a liar, if he bids me "good morning", I figure it's night, and go to bed. Every word he says...
Capt. Laurent Van Horn: Not every word. Some are true and some are not... a kind of hash. But I won't swallow it before I find out what it's made of.

Carla Vesari: If I stay with you, Nikko, it won't be because I'm afraid of you.
Nikko Regas: In this day and age, my dear, fear is a very good basis for a relationship.

Capt. Laurent Van Horn: Consider yourselves not so much my prisoners, but my honored guests. It would please me if you were to recommend my piracy to your friends when you return home.

Commandant Paul Vogel: [selecting a whip] Try this one on Mr. Davis.

John Muller: It's a bitter little world full of sad surprises, and you don't let anyone hurt you.

Nikko Regas: [Greeting Tom and Danny at his cottage in Chandigarh] Welcome, allies.
Capt. Tom Reynolds: Mr. Regas.
Capt. Danny De Mortimer: We didn't realize you were tossing a gala.
Nikko Regas: Oh, nonsense. This sort of thing goes on every night. But I want you to consider this your home in Chandigarh. Your 'foxhole away from your foxhole,' so to speak.

The Ragpicker: Countess if only you knew... Shall we tell her?... Nothing Countess, it's you that are hiding. You see, there was a time when old clothes were as good as new. In fact they were better because when people wore clothes they gave something to them. But that was a long time ago, Countess. Just as, there was a time when... when garbage was a pleasure. Oh, it smelled a little strange or seemed confused, that's because there was everything there. The smell of sardine, of iendine, calone, roses. An amature would leap to the wrong conclusion. But to a professional, it was the smell of life... No Countess, the world has changed. The garbage has changed... People are not the same, Countess. People are different. No one is involved with anyone anymore. There's been an invasion, and infatuation. The world isn't beautiful no longer. The world is not happy... Because you've been dreaming a long time, Countess, and, no one wanted to disturb you. Countess, look, there was a time remember you could walk along the streets of Paris and everybody you met were just like yourself. I mean, oh, a little cleaner maybe or dirty perhaps or angry or smiling. But you knew them. I knew them too. And one day, 20 years ago I saw a face in the crowd. Face without a face; the eyes empty, the expression not human. It was not a human face at all. It saw me staring and when it looked back at me with its gelatin eyes, I shuttered. Because I knew to make room for one of them, one of us must have left the earth. The world is full of faceless people, Countess, and once you stop dreaming, as we all had stopped dreaming, you see them quite clearly. They were here today.

Victor Laszlo: And what if you track down these men and kill them, what if you killed all of us? From every corner of Europe, hundreds, thousands would rise up to take our places. Even Nazis can't kill that fast.

Victor Laszlo: Play the "Marseillaise."... Play it!

Berger: We read five times that you were killed, in five different places.
Victor Laszlo: As you can see, it was true every single time.