Philippe: My true disability is not having to be in a wheel chair. It's having to be without her.
Philippe: [Driss shaves François beard turning into a weird mustache] Oh, it's awful.
[moments later, it's turned into a old-fashioned mustache]
Philippe: I look like my grandpa.
Driss: Okay. Let me shave the rest off.
Philippe: [François now has a Hitler mustache] No, come on.
Driss: That's not funny, no?
Philippe: Don't you mean "nein"?
[does a German gibberish, they both laugh later on]
Driss: [after listening to classical music] We listened to your classics. Now it's time to listen to mine.
[plays Earth Wind & Fire]
Driss: I'm not going in there, even you! I'm not gonna lead you in the back like a horse.
[Orchestra plays next symphony]
Driss: Oh I know this one. Everyone know it. Of course.
[mockingly]
Driss: You have reached the Paris unemployment agency. All our lines are currently busy. The estimated waiting time is two years.
Driss: So if you have red ears, it means you're turned on?
Philippe: That's it. Sometimes I even wake up with hard lobes.
[Both laugh]
Driss: Both of them?
[They laugh even harder]
[Orchestra plays next symphony]
Driss: Isn't it Tom and Jerry?
Philippe: [resisting to laugh] Tom and Jerry. What a rascal. Help.
Driss: What a seducer! He's epistoling like a boss.
Philippe: [teasing] What's the matter, you're dealing with the stockings, you have a cute little earring, I think it's coherent.
Driss: Easy on the sass, alright.
[Philippe laughs]