Gerry Standing: # Doo, doo-doo dooo, doo, doo-doo dooo #
Gerry Standing: [is cut off by another car] Woah!
[coffee spills on him]
Gerry Standing: Aargh! Shit! You bleeding idiot, you could have killed the pair of us!
Guy Carse: You could have killed me, you moron.
Gerry Standing: What is your prob...
Guy Carse: Take your hands off me...
Gerry Standing: Eh!
Guy Carse: -Mr Bleeding Magoo. You don't belong on the road.
Gerry Standing: That's rich coming from you, you little...
Gerry Standing: Yeah!
Guy Carse: What did you say?
Gerry Standing: It was my right of way!
Guy Carse: Oh, king of the jungle reckons I'm not up to it. Proud of yourself are you, taking the piss out of the handicapped!
Gerry Standing: I'd leave it if I was you.
Guy Carse: Toothless old git!
Gerry Standing: So. Gonna tell me about this hypnotist?
Brian Lane: Gerry, you've heard of a trigger? Well, the hypnotist plants in his subject a particular trigger, something familiar, close to the subject's heart. Hit that trigger, cause a nuclear reaction.
Gerry Standing: And what's my reaction?
Jack Halford: We daren't say.
Gerry Standing: Well, what's my *trigger*?
Brian Lane: Well, I'd give the music of Gerry Rafferty the widest possible berth.
[a new song starts on the jukebox]