Michael Lonsdale: Papa
Papa : The race is not for the swift, nor the battle for the strong, But time and chance happens to them all. Fate's hand falls suddenly, who can say when it falls?
Papa : In my despair I have fathered madmen who dress like factory workers but never do manual labor, who read nonsense and spout pompous bullshit about Algerians and, and who love nothing, not Algerians or French or flesh and blood or anything living.
[to Louis, pointedly]
Papa : So I have sympathy for a man who can say "I have a papa." Who does what he must for his family.
Papa : We inhabit a world of intersecting secrecies, living and dying at the places where these secrecies meet. This is what we accept. Hmmm?
Papa : You could have been my son, but you're not. Remember that. We'll do business, but you're not family.