- Woman on Embankment: [as Percy the Hobo blocks her taking a photograph of the Houses of Parliament] Here. Watch it. You're messing up the Houses of Parliament.
- Percy Sutton: Well, Madam, I'm not the only one.
- Oakshot: Your age bracket is making a grunting noise, like a herd of individual water buffalo doing a tribal dance, all in mini-skirts, with mini-minds, and mini-behinds.
- Oakshot: What are we in Advertising House? Do we manufacture?
- Swothard: No, not really, sir.
- Oakshot: Do we sell?
- Herman Tulley: No, sir!
- Oakshot: What do we do?
- Herman Tulley: We exaggerate, sir.
- Oakshot: We--mold!
- Oakshot: Modesty belongs in politics, not advertising, old fellow. Advertising is: 50% style, 50% creativity, 50% drive.
- Barry: Ah, come on. Who's gonna pay to listen to our noise?
- Herman Tulley: Well, my grandma went wild when she heard us.
- Grandma Gloria Tulley: If you want a young man to notice you, you want to darn his socks and iron his shirts.
- Herman Tulley: How can anyone be oneself if you're the same as everyone else?
- Oakshot: Tulley, you seem guilty of incorrect thinking. Conformity is the very essence of what our executives require--but an individual conformity, naturally.
- G.G. Brown: Hello, hello, hello, my lucky lads. I thought I'd catch you up in here, getting your shiny cup. Congratulations. Wonderful! Brown's my name. G.G. Brown. George George Brown. I bet that sounds funny, eh? Having the same first name twice. It was my dad's fault. He stuttered.
- G.G. Brown: Rushed home and said to Mother, press me trousers *real* good. I'm gonna kiss a British girl in London tonight.
- G.G. Brown: Ask me what I'm doing here in Manchester.
- Karl: OK, what are you doing up here in Manchester?
- G.G. Brown: Well, is it up from London or down? I never know. It depends which way you are on the map, I suppose.
- Mrs. Brown: If you didn't know, you wouldn't believe our Jude's ours, would ya? Off with her goin' off to her posh school a little cockney tyke and coming out so different and all. It's ever so embarrassin' to our friends. Sometimes I feel as if we're livin' with a bloomin' foreigner.
- Herman Tulley: You know, sometimes I wonder if I own Mrs. Brown or if she owns me?
- Judy Brown: That's just the way I feel about modeling. Sometimes I don't know if I'm posing for the photographer or if he's posing for me.
- Pub Singer: One, two, three, four
- [singing]
- Pub Singer: Now one day whilst in a hurry, He missed a lady's bin, He hadn't gone but a few yards, When she chased after him
- Pub Singer: "Here, what game do you think you're playing?" She cried right from the 'eart, "You've missed me, am I too late?"
- Pub Singer: "No, jump up on the cart!"
- G.G. Brown: What do you do?
- Man with hoop earring: When?
- G.G. Brown: For a livin', I mean?
- Man with hoop earring: I float.
- G.G. Brown: What? In water?
- Man with hoop earring: No, about six feet off the ground.
- G.G. Brown: Where?
- Man with hoop earring: All around Chelsea.
- Clive: Vamp it up. That's right. That's right. All right, really intimate. Hold it. That's it, haughty. Beautiful.
- "Make Love Not War" Girl: Hey! A happening! It's a happening! We're having a happening! A happening!
- Herman Tulley: Then you're on 10,000 bedroom walls.
- Keith: It's a regular orgy, isn't it?
- Karl: Yeah, once you got your picture on the bedroom wall, you're part of their lives, aren't you?
- Barry: Yeah, the little darlings.
- G.G. Brown: You still got the group. You're good lads. You'll all come out on top of the heap yet.
- Herman Tulley: Oh, we're no better than 500 other groups. In London, there's more groups than there are coppers.
- G.G. Brown: Never mind, son. Never mind. What you lose on the swings you gain on the roundabouts
- Tulip: How long will I have to wait? I've only a few more young years left.
- Grandma Gloria Tulley: You've got the lot, love.
- Herman Tulley: Isn't she lovely, eh?
- [singing]
- Herman Tulley: Mrs. Brown you've got a lovely daughter, Girls as sharp as her are something rare, But, it's sad, She doesn't love me now, She's made it clear enough, It ain't no good to pine...
- Clive: You know something, Sonny? You're the sort who would interrupt a brain surgeon in the middle of an operation.
- Judy Brown: I really have to do this job. It could be very important. And it will give me a chance to think. You understand that, don't you? A model only has a few super years.