Laureline: He's very cute, you know. And a [?] charmer.
You may have some competition.
Valerian: I'm [?] with competition.
Hey, I'm still waiting for your answer.
I know I can be [?] of myself sometimes, but I'm dead serious about my proposal.
Laureline: We have to complete the mission, Major.
There's still the top [?] part to attend to.
Or is your perfect memory failing you again?
Alex: Seat belt.
Valerian: You [?] what?
I'm gonna ask for 10 days' leave right now,
and I'm gonna take you to the most beautiful beach in the [?] universe.
A real beach this time.
The perfect place for a honeymoon.
Alex: Ten seconds.
Laureline: The honeymoon comes [?] the wedding.
You know that, right?
Valerian: Really?
Laureline: Yup.
Alex: Three, two, one. Decelerating.
Valerian: Whoa! Alex, what [?] you doing?
Alex: Sorry, too much traffic.
Laureline: Do you [?] me to drive?
Valerian: Nope. No, no. No, thank you.