Peter's Friends (1992)
Kenneth Branagh: Andrew Benson
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Quotes
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Andrew : So, how's the world of publishing?
Maggie : Fine. Very busy.
Andrew : Any news on the boyfriend front?
Maggie : I was kind of seeing someone. An author.
Andrew : And what happened?
Maggie : He committed suicide.
Andrew : Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't...
Maggie : It's alright. Honestly. Really. I didn't really like him very much. I liked him even LESS after he committed suicide.
Andrew : How did he do it?
Maggie : Threw himself off a building.
Andrew : Eek.
Maggie : Couldn't even do that properly. It was only a three-story building. He would have survived, only a car ran him over.
[Andrew chuckles]
Maggie : It's not funny.
Andrew : Oh, it is slightly funny, Maggie.
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Andrew : I think adults are just children who owe money.
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Carol : I am not angry. I am just embarrassed. Is there anyone else down there you used to sleep with?
Andrew : It was 10 years ago! Christ, 10 years ago, you were married to someone else.
Carol : That is not the point. I did not try to keep it a secret.
Andrew : I didn't try and keep it a secret. I just didn't think it was worth mentioning.
Carol : Didn't think it was worth mentioning? You were ENGAGED to that FUCK-MONSTER down there and you didn't think it was worth MENTIONING?
Andrew : No, I didn't!
Carol : So she WAS a fuck-monster.
Andrew : I did NOT say that!
Carol : You did not DENY it!
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Andrew : I was just sitting here trying to work out *exactly* how I ruined my life.
Sarah : You think you're in trouble? I just tried to fuck a six-year-old.
Andrew : [laughs] You know, it's like - kindergarten, school, university, Black Hole.
Sarah : It's not that bad.
Andrew : Oh, yes, it is. In fact, it's SLIGHTLY worse than that.
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Andrew : [at the height of his drunken fury] Why the fuck did you invite me eh? You know, why the fuck any of us? Why this year, not any other bloody year? Is it because all our fucking lives are in such an optimum fucking mess that it needs Peter the Saviour to send us out on the world on New Year's Day, resurrected and directed? Because I'm here to tell you if that's your aim, my old fruit, from bitter fucking experience it hasn't worked!
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Peter : How long have you been married now?
Andrew : Almost three years.
Peter : Quite a long time for Hollywood, isn't it?
Andrew : Yeah.
Peter : Don't you get some kind of a plaque?
Andrew : Yes. We stay together five years I get a free hair transplant and she gets a new set of breasts.
Peter : What, so she'll have four?
Andrew : Yes, but her agent gets one.
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Mary Charleston : Ben's fine.
Andrew : [In a blind, drunken stupour] Oh, can't you let one fucking hour go by without ringing the fucking baby sitter?
Roger : She's concerned about our child, Andrew! No need to be aggressive.
Andrew : [Sneers] Was that Roger the jingle writer? Did she speak?
[Snickers drunkenly]
Roger : I'd rather be Roger the jingle writer than Andrew the miserable bastard! I've never understood you. You'd like to think it was Hollywood but you were like this ten years ago.
Andrew : Like what?
Roger : Self-loathing!
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Peter : [Andrew is furiously drunk and spewing hateful comments at everyone, causing arguments between the others] Look, look, it's two minutes to midnight... can we please just try to be nice to each other?
Andrew : Yeah, yeah, let's try to be nice to each other. Cause it's New Year's fucking Eve, isn't it? New Year's fucking Eve, in Peter's fucking mansion, where Peter gets to be the lord of the manor, and I get to regret ever leaving England!
Peter : Andrew I know this isn't you speaking, this is 'drunk you'.
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[Andrew has been ranting drunkenly at great length. Then Peter shocks his friends by telling them that he is HIV-positive, making Andrew's problems seem small by comparison]
Andrew : I am an absolute dribbling arsehole. I'm sorry, everybody. I'm sorry, Peter. Oh, Peter!
[Andrew hugs Peter]
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Carol : [doing aerobics] I could FEEL the cellulite building up on me on the plane. I wonder if any airlines have planes with gyms ON them.
Andrew : It's funny. I was gonna suggest we flew Gym Air, but I thought you'd prefer a plane with a seat.
Carol : I think a gym on a plane is a GOOD idea.
Andrew : And that's what makes you, you, darling.
Carol : Now, you promised you'd be nicer to me on this trip.
Andrew : That's cuz I thought we'd be getting away from it all. I didn't realize you were gonna bring it all with you.
Carol : You'd love me less if I were fat.
Andrew : [hesitates, about to speak, sighs] I think I'll take a walk.
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Andrew : We went down about as well as a turd souffle.
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Andrew : Carol will be down in a minute. She's just gluing her hair on.
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Andrew : Now I don't know what this is about, but if I have something unfortunate hanging out of my nose and no one's told me, you're in big trouble.
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Andrew : It's shit with a capital "sh".
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[Carol, Maggie, Peter and Andrew are listening to the squeaking from upstairs, which they presume is Sarah and Brian, when Sarah arrives in the kitchen]
Sarah : Hi, guys.
[the others turn to face Sarah]
Peter : Now, that's what I call an extremely long dick.
Andrew : Well, if it isn't Sarah, is it us?
Maggie : It can only be Roger and Mary!
Peter : I assume they must have resolved their differences last night.
Andrew : [telephone rings] This is the acid test
[Squeaking stops for a few seconds, before resuming]
Andrew : Darlings!
Peter : Well, if you'll excuse me, I better go!
[Exits]
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Roger : Just one of those audience that enjoy it later, you know. They'll get home and think 'yes, I rather enjoyed it'.
Andrew : Oh will they? Well should we give them our individual telephone numbers then?
Peter : [Sarcastic] I for one should expect dozens of phone calls that said I looked bored shitless throughout the evening, that in reflection, Roger was right! I had a fantastic time!
Roger : You two are so cynical.
Andrew : I think we should hire a lawyer and sue that audience!
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Andrew : [Watching Peter fill a basket with firewood] Hello. just coming to see if you're doing it properly.
[Peter throws another log on]
Andrew : Oh, no, you're doing it all wrong - I'll have to help you!
Peter : Do you have wood in Los Angeles?
Andrew : Well, we have Hollywood!
Peter : Now, I don't want to have to tell you again, stop it, stop it now!
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Andrew : If there is a God, he takes a lot of long lunches.
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Andrew : I will not have my ex-wife... future ex-wife talked about like that.
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Mary Charleston : Sorry, luv, hope I didn't drop you in the poo.
Andrew : Never mind, I live in the poo.
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Andrew : Who was that piece of Human Excrement and what was his Greta Garbo story all about?