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[Thomas is thumbing a lift and Sally drives past him without stopping
] Thomas Gynn
: [yelling at her car
] Oh, come on! *Someone* give us a bleeding lift! Sally Hardcastle
: [to herself
] Sorry, Dickhead. Not today.
[Sally stops the car and nudges Thomas to wake him up
] Sally Hardcastle
: OK, Dickhead! Thomas Gynn
: What? Oh, is this it? Is this Leeds? Sally Hardcastle
: I realise it's not quite the metropolis that you're used to. Thomas Gynn
: No, I just thought it'd be a lot bigger - I thought there'd be tower blocks and all that. Sally Hardcastle
: Yeah, well you'll be very pleased to know that we *do* have gas and electricity up here. Thomas Gynn
: And right stroppy birds. Sally Hardcastle
: Out! Thomas Gynn
: Oooh. So much for northern hospitality. Sally Hardcastle
: If you're not out of this car in ten seconds, I'm going to scream so loud... Thomas Gynn
: All right. Thanks very much. Sally Hardcastle
: And if you're up here on some kind of scam, I hope you lose your shirt! Thomas Gynn
: Last time I saw a mouth like yours, it had a hook in it!
[he gets his bag from the back seat and walks away
[earlier, Thomas had accidentally seen Samantha in the shower and had teased her about a butterfly tattoo on her buttock; she offered to keep quiet about Thomas's spell in prison if he would keep quiet about the butterfly
] Barney Potter
: [talking about Samantha
] Tha can put no bloody flies over that 'un, eh? Thomas Gynn
: Only of the butter variety. Samantha Mansfield
] As I remember correctly, we had a deal on the subject of insects and institutions.