François Pignon:
The retard is leaving. But first, answer this: did you invite me to a dinner for idiots, Mr. Brochant?
Pierre Brochant:
Look, in one evening, you've avenged all the idiots who ever attended our dinners. Good night, Mr. Pignon.
François Pignon:
She's right. You're mean, Mr. Brochant.
Pierre Brochant:
So I'm mean! My wife says it, and everyone agrees; I'm mean. You can put it on my answering machine, "Brochant is a meanie!"
François Pignon:
Don't mix sedatives and alcohol.
Pierre Brochant:
Why not? It's the moral of the story; Brochant the meanie gets drunk alone in his big place, while nice Pignon goes home saying, "The bastard got punished! Brochant's a meanie, Pignon's a beanie!"
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