You've made a sewer for her to live in, not a home.

As I said, I ought to kill you, but that would play your game, so I won't, not now.

But I tell you this, Mazarine: if I ever meet you again--and I'm sure to do so--and you don't get off the road I'm travelling on, or the side-walk I'm walking on, when I meet you or when I pass you, I'll let you have what'll send you to hell, before you can wink twice.
"As for Louise--as for her: I don't know where she is, but I'll find her.

One thing is sure: if I see her, I'll tell her never to go back to you; and she won't.

You've drunk at the waters of Canaan for the last time.