André Moussah

— I am you.
— I'm a 6 feet tall bitch?
— Yeah. A little, on the inside.

Being the most expensive doesn't mean it's the best, Angela.

André Moussah: — But I'm not a woman.
Angel-A: — Yes you are. A half. Actually more feminine than masculine. That's where you get your sensibility from. Your humour, your wit, those are feminine traits. Men are hunters. But you're not really built for hunting. From the masculine side you've only kept the bad traits. Lies. Ambition. Fear of failure. Fear of judgement. Fear of loving.

— You're airtight like an oyster who'd be afraid of the sea.
— An oyster? You came down from the sky to tell me I'm like an oyster?

— You never had trouble with money?
— No, I never had any.
— Any what? Trouble or money?
— Both.

— Do you think we can ride the tourist boats?
— It's not the right time to ride the damned tourist boats.
— And when is the right time?

You've taught me what matters: To stop lying. That's right. That's the most important thing.

— I'm a loser, I'm in trouble and a bitch would be sent from the sky to help me?
— Yes. What's the problem?

— Well, then. I'm giving you six more hours to find my 30 grand. If you fail, I'm sending two yugos on your ass. Is that clear?
— Two yugos?
— Or two Bosnians, if you want.

The problem is that, here on earth, we have a hard time believing in what we can't see. I don't know when was your last visit, but this world has become very materialistic. And there are satellites, science, TV... People don't really believe in miracles. They need proof. You understand?