Tony Revolori

Eloise: "Today will not suck. [coming to Table #19] Hi."
Renzo: "Hello. Oh, my God. Hi, I'm Renzo. I've achieved puberty and I'm in a rock band."
Walter: "I'm Walter and I've also achieved puberty."
Freda Eckberg: "I'm Francie Millner's first nanny."
Jerry: "I can smell the toilets from here, that's how well we know the bride and groom."

Zero: "What happened?"
M. Gustave: "What happened, my dear Zero, is I beat the living shit out of a sniveling little runt called Pinky Bandinski, who had the gall to question my virility. Because, if there's one thing we've learned from penny dreadfuls, it's that when you find yourself in a place like this, you must never be a candy ass; you've got to prove yourself from day one. You've got to win their respect. You should take a long look at HIS ugly mug this morning... [takes a sip of water and laughs] he's actually become a dear friend."

M. Gustave: "Serge X: missing. Deputy Kovacs: also missing. Madame D, dead. Boy with apple, stolen... by us. Dmitri and Jopling: ruthless, cold-blooded savages. Gustave H: at large. What else?"
Zero: "Zero: confused."
M. Gustave: "Zero: confused... indeed. The plot thickens, as they say. Why, by the way? Is it a soup metaphor?"
Zero: "I don't know."

M. Gustave: "She was dynamite in the sack, by the way."
Zero: "She was 84, Monsieur Gustave!"
M. Gustave: "Mmh... I've had older. When you're young, it's all filet steak, but as the years go by, you have to move on to the cheap cuts. Which is fine with me, because I like those. More flavorful... or so they say."

M. Gustave: "It's quite a thing, winning the loyalty of a woman like that for nineteen consecutive seasons."
Zero: "Uhm... yes, sir."
M. Gustave: "She's very fond of me, you know."
Zero: "Yes, sir."
M. Gustave: "I've never seen her like that before."
Zero: "No, sir."
M. Gustave: "She was shaking like a shitting dog."
Zero: "... truly."

M. Gustave: "The beginning of the end of the end of the beginning has begun. A sad finale played off-key on a broken-down saloon piano in the outskirts of a forgotten ghost town. I'd rather not bear witness to such blasphemy.
Zero: Me neither."
M. Gustave: "The Grand Budapest has become a troops' barracks. I shall never cross its threshold again in my lifetime."
Zero: "Me neither."
M. Gustave: "Never again shall I..."
Zero: "Actually I think we might be going in there right now after all!"

M. Gustave: "Why do you want to be a lobby boy?"
Zero: "Well, who wouldn't - at the Grand Budapest, sir. It's an institution."

M. Gustave: "I'm not angry with Serge; you can't blame someone for their basic lack of moral fiber. He's a frightened little yellow-bellied coward. It's not his fault, is it?"
Zero: "I don't know, it depends."
M. Gustave: "Well, you can say that about most anything, 'it depends'. Of course it depends."
Zero: "Of course it depends, of course it depends."
M. Gustave: "Yes, I suppose you're right; of course it depends. However, that doesn't mean I'm not going to throttle the little swamp rat."