The Pique Poquette of Paris

Inspector:
My watch is gone! Also my badge, my wallet, my comb, my Diner's card, my fountain pen, and [sobbing] my mother's picture. [enraged] We're not dealing with a pick-pocket, we're dealing with a vacuum cleaner!

Inspector:
I just want to borrow a thousand francs. What's the matter? Don't you trust me?

Sergeant Deux-Deux:
Si, I do trust you, but I have to tell you about these pesos.

Inspector:
Not pesos! Francs!

Sergeant Deux-Deux:
You're welcome.

Sergeant Deux-Deux:
[Jumps out and faces Spider Pierre directly] Okay, Senor Spider, you better give it up, or I'm going to let you have it!

Spider Pierre:
[Breaking the fourth wall, pointing at Deux-Deux] HE is going to let ME have it? [Starts laughing hysterically, then get blasted in the face by DDT and is subdued]

Sergeant Deux-Deux:
[as he watches the Inspector bounce up and down on plungers he used to try to climb a wall because he keeps getting hit with a broom by a woman who accused him of being a peeping Tom] Well, that's cop biz for you. It has its ups... and downs.