Cecily: Have you seen my new hat?
Jonathan: It’s a bird! It’s a bird!
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Cecily, on Paris.
Cecily: Paris is not the city of lights, but the city of men. The streets crawl with both fine specimens of the race and skew-whiff tripod-like creatures, relentlessly parading through the streets with their cocks to the sky.
Cecily, on a French man by the fountain.
Cecily: His legs were crossed and his pant leg skimmed just above his sock, exposing a little rectangle of skin. Apart from this, he was wrapped in black. It was extremity erotica. He was a geisha.
Cecily, on immorality.
Cecily: There is nothing more immoral than putting a bunny in a dryer.
Pedro, on Cecily’s needs.
Pedro: A queen like you has much more use for a dragon than a boyfriend.
Pedro, on Cecily’s potential husband.
Pedro: It would not be fair for you to have a husband. Think about all the others left without a muse for their poor souls.
Two friends, on Sir Elton.
Cecily: I’m dancing at the Elton John concert.
Arnaud: I hate you. Go to yellow brick hell.
Carlo, on love.
Carlo: Remember, if you think you are in love Cecily, a butterfly cannot suddenly turn into a snail.
Two friends, on the virtues of wine.
Cecily: Jesus converted water into wine!
Arnaud: And did he drink it?
Two friends, on waving.
Cecily: I know exactly how to wave like the Queen!
Raj: Queen Elizabeth II is not a Vulcan.
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