Relax, I'll get it. (said to Kato after Clouseau knocks him unconscious)
Facts - behind them lies the whole fabric of deductive truth.
François: Do you know what kind of a bomb it was? Clouseau: Yes, the exploding kind.
Gentlemen, you can't fight in here! This is the War Room.
If I can't really find a way to live with myself, I can't expect anyone else to live with me.
I'm a classic example of all humorists - only funny when I'm working.