M. GUSTAVE
You see? There are still faint glimmers of civilization left in this barbaric slaughterhouse that was once known as humanity. Indeed, that’s what we provide in our own modest, humble, insignificant -- (sighs deeply) Oh, fuck it.
M. Gustave reflects on the fading presence of elegance and civility in a world descending into chaos and war. His poetic monologue about the importance of the hotel's service ends in a sudden, weary realization of the futility of his efforts.
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M. GUSTAVE
You see? There are still faint glimmers of civilization left in this barbaric slaughterhouse that was once known as humanity. Indeed, that’s what we provide in our own modest, humble, insignificant -- (sighs deeply) Oh, fuck it.
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