The Serpent and the Rainbow

[Doctor Alan is strapped in a chair, about to be tortured]

Dennis Alan:
I'm a U.S. citizen! Think about that!

Dargent Peytraud:
I don't see the Ambassador here, do you?

Dargent Peytraud:
Ahh, Doctor Alan! Why are you in Haiti, Doctor Alan?

Dennis Alan:
It says there on the passport I'm a tourist. I came to see the sights.

Dargent Peytraud:
Yes, happy happy happy island people! Then why visit an insane asylum?

Dennis Alan:
I'm an anthropologist, it's a tax write off. Hope you're not with the IRS.

Dennis Alan:
Don't let them bury me! I'm not dead!

Dargent Peytraud:
I want to hear you scream!

Dargent Peytraud:
By the way, Doctor Alan. What did you dream about this afternoon? A woman in your arms? The sea at your doorstep? Nooooo! You dreamt of me and of the grave. I know because I was there. And I can be there every time you close your eyes. The pain I cause you, in the room upstairs, is nothing to the pain I can cause in your own mind. Remember that... Doctor Alan.

Dargent Peytraud:
No, no, noooo! No rest! You'll see it all! You'll feel it! The cold... in the coffin. It is worse. Much, much worse!

Dargent Peytraud:
When you wake up scream, Doctor Alan. Scream all you want. There is no escape from the grave.

Marielle Duchamp:
The way Dr. Schoonbacher spoke of you, it was as though you could walk on water! Now I know why. Sh*t floats!

Louis Mozart:
You are still alive.

Dennis Alan:
Yeah, I noticed.

Dennis Alan:
Christophe, I need you to remember what happened before you died.

Lucien Celine:
Whatever happens, death is not the end.

Dargent Peytraud:
[Peytraud is menacing Dr Alan with a blowtorch] You've got a pretty face. The girls must like it. Do you like it, your pretty white face? I asked you a question.

Dennis Alan:
...Yeah... I like it...

Dargent Peytraud:
I like it too. I'll leave the face...

Dargent Peytraud:
[strapped to chair in final battle] What do you want?

Dennis Alan:
[answers in revenge] I want to hear you scream!

Dargent Peytraud:
No!

Dennis Alan:
Yes! [impales groin with spike]

Dargent Peytraud:
AHHHHHHHHH!

Louis Mozart:
[about to be executed] You make a mistake! The President and me, we are like this! Like this! [gets beheaded]

Dargent Peytraud:
Doctor Alan...

Marielle Duchamp:
[Dr. Alan is about to be buried alive by Peytraud] Lucien will turn your black to warmth!

Dargent Peytraud:
Oh yeah? [shoves her head in Dr. Alan's face] Do you hear me Blanc? Her head will be taken as an offering tonight!