Another Country (1984)
Fowler: I have half a mind to ask Barclay for permission to beat you!
Tommy Judd: Well, you've half a mind. We can all agree on that.
Judd: All problems solved for life. No commies and no queers.
Guy Bennett: Fame or infamy, what does it matter? I shan't be forgotten.
Guy Bennett: There's a little hollow at the base of his throat which make me want to pour honey all over him, and lick it off again.
Guy Bennett: But you couldn't help it, could you? Because in your heart of hearts, like Barclay and Delahay and Fowler and Menzies, you still believe, in spite of your talk of equality and fraternity, you still believe some people are better than others because of the way they make love. Now, think of that for a lifetime. Think of the names: pansy, nancy, fairy, fruit, brown-nose.
Judd: Barclay confiscated another torch last night.
Guy Bennett: How many is that?
Judd: Twelve. Twelve torches taken away to stop me getting the education I'm supposed to be here for.
Julie Schofield: Isn't there anything you miss at all?
Guy Bennett: I miss the cricket.
Tommy Judd: You know... What I really hate about cricket, is that it is such a damned good game.
Guy Bennett: Ah! Judd's Paradox. Of course, cricket is a fundamental part of the capitalist conspiracy.
Tommy Judd: Of course.
Guy Bennett: One only has to observe the two of them seen. There's the Proletariat forced to labour in the field, while the Bourgeoisie indulges in the pleasures of batting and bowling.
Tommy Judd: Quite.
Guy Bennett: I mean, there's every reason to suppose
Guy Bennett: ... that the game ultimately derives from the wholly unjustified right of the medieval lord to the unpaid labour of villains and serfs at haymaking and harvest.
Tommy Judd: You know, you're really beginning to get the idea.
Guy Bennett: Thanks.
Guy Bennett: God, if our parents only knew what actually went on here.
Judd: They do know. Fathers anyway.
Guy Bennett: One learns so much about life in the army.
Guy Bennett: Yea.
Guy Bennett: Killing people.