Enzo and Jacques have known each other for a long time. Their friendship started in their childhood days in the Mediterranean.
They were not real friends in these days, but there was something they both loved and used to do the whole day long: diving.
One day Jacques' father, who was a diver too, died in the Mediterranean sea. After that incident Enzo and Jacques lost contact.
After several years, Enzo and Jacques had grown up,
Jacques: Why're you always talkin'? Y'know- you think that
other people are interested in what you're talkin' about?
I'M not interested, and other people aren't either! So just STOP talkin',
because other people have other
things to say y'know! You understand me? Stop talkin'! It's bullshit!
Enzo: She's gone? Jacques: YES! She's gone!
Johanna: What's it feel like when you dive?
Jacques: It's a feeling of slipping without falling.
The hardest thing is when you're at the bottom.
Jacques: 'Cause you have to find a good reason to come back up
... and I have a hard time finding one. Roberto: Enzo, really, whatcha going to do with the money?
Enzo: A rosary for mama, a dress for Angelica and you ,
get yourself a suit that fits. But most important.
Roberto: Yes /Enzo: Find me the Frenchman. Find me Jacques Mayol.