- Kate: [to a silent figure in the train] Excuse me, I fell asleep on the platform
- Kate: [after silence] Don't you check them before you lock up?
- [silence]
- Kate: I mean, it sounds a little weird nobody's in charge here
- Kate: [after no answer] Excuse me? Would you mind answering me? You're starting to freak me out!
- Arthur: It depends which area you're in. If you're in the areas around Chinatown, there's a strange sort of *seafood* smell, whereas in Soho...
- George: Oh wow wow wow stop right there! This ain't the fuckin' Discovery Channel!
- Arthur: I'm just trying to educate you, that's all.
- George: Trust me, there's nothing I wanna know about *shit*.
- Homeless Guy: Any spare change?
- Kate: [withdrawing money from a cash machine] This machine gives out notes. Why don't you hang round a phone box?
- Jimmy: [after Kate explains an attack] It sounds to me like some vigilante train driver got a wee bit carried away. The way I see it, you should be thankin' the man, not runnin' away from him.
- Kate: No, no, no, you have no idea. You didn't see what he did to Guy.
- Jimmy: The rapist?
- Mandy: Can I have a fag, Jim?
- Kate: I'm telling you, something is not *right* down here!
- Jimmy: [after he hands Mandy a cigarette, which she is not aware of] There's a lot of things not right doon 'ere, sweetheart.
- Mandy: Can I have a fag, Jim?
- Jimmy: You've got one in your fingers, babe!
- [Kate is trapped on a stopped train and is trying to get some sense out of a coked-up Guy]
- Kate: [banging on door between cabin and cariage] Hello? Did you kill the driver?
- Jimmy: [realising Kate needs help, and has paid him money to help her find the guard] Mandy... babe! Gonna help our wee friend Kate here
- Mandy: [under the influence, soon after the introductions] Who?
- Jimmy: Gonna help our friend Kate here, gonna take her to see the guard
- Mandy: [after an uncertain silence] D'ya fancy 'er?
- Jimmy: No, I fancy you
- [kisses her cheek]
- Night Watchman: Hello?
- Kate: Hello. I'm trapped down here, and a man's been attacked. He's dying
- Night Watchman: Are you part of the homeless crowd?
- Kate: No. I mean yes, but...
- Night Watchman: Well which is it then, yes or no?
- Kate: What difference does it make? Call am ambulance for God's sake
- Night Watchman: And you'll have to put him into view
- Kate: Are you kidding me? Just call an ambulance
- Night Watchman: I'm not calling anyone until I've established what it is I'm dealing with here. For all I know, there could be a gang of crackheads down there with you.
- Kate: Do I look like a crackhead to you? Huh?
- Kate: Do I look like a crackhead to you? Huh?
- Night Watchman: It's hard to tell. I'm watching you on a black and white monitor in a long shot.
- Kate: Listen, just call a fucking ambulance, the guy's bleeding to death!
- Night Watchman: And as soon as you confirm that, I will.
- Kate: Asshole!
- Night Watchman: I heard that.
- George: I tell you what man, if it weren't for my little girl, I'd tell them to shove their parole right up their...