Sheila: Well Mr. Phipps, you are in perilous danger of turning me back into a heterosexual.
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Sheila: Well Mr. Phipps, you are in perilous danger of turning me back into a heterosexual.
Nigel: Wooly thinking is for sheep; the fox gets the cream!
Ewan Proclaimer: Isn't that amazing? Grown men and women that have to be taught how to use a hypodermic needle. It's extraordinary.
George: Is he getting better or have I finally lost the will to resist?
Druscilla: Womb, womb. Stop laughing. Flow, flow.
George: Sam, sperm is like flatulence. It's different when it's your own.
Sheila: Well Mr. Phipps, you are in perilous danger of turning me back into a heterosexual.
Nigel: Wooly thinking is for sheep; the fox gets the cream!
Ewan Proclaimer: Isn't that amazing? Grown men and women that have to be taught how to use a hypodermic needle. It's extraordinary.
George: Is he getting better or have I finally lost the will to resist?
Druscilla: Womb, womb. Stop laughing. Flow, flow.
George: Sam, sperm is like flatulence. It's different when it's your own.
Ewan Proclaimer: "Sick Junkie" is a comedy about a group of normal, ordinary kids - all heroin addicts, of course. Possibly Welsh, maybe Irish, probably Scottish. We see a week in their ordinary, mundane lives. They inject heroin into their eyeballs. They have babies in toilets. They get AIDS. They try and raise veins on their private parts in order to inject more heroin. They kill a social worker. They have anal sex in exchange for heroin, which turns out to be cut with bleach, and kills them. They have abortions. They're raped by gangs of English policemen. Sam Bell: Excuse me. Um, I just want to make sure I'm following this... This is a comedy we're discussing, is it? Ewan Proclaimer: It's total comedy. But real comedy about what's actually happening to kids today. Not escapist English crap.
Lucy Bell: Samuel Bell: sperm test. 30% sluggish. Sam Bell: Sluggish? Is that the word they use? Sam Bell: Well, couldn't they have found a nicer way of putting it? Like relaxed or unhurried? Relaxed, laid back sperm I can handle, but sluggish? Lucy Bell: Motility poor. Sam Bell: Oh, that is just an outrageous slur! Lucy Bell: 41% swimming in the wrong direction. Sam Bell: They're in a plastic pot! How are they supposed to know what the right direction is?
Ewan Proclaimer: This stuff is great... but it occurs to me that we might be missing out on some comedy. What if Rachel's fertility meds gets mixed in with Colin's drug stash and she injects that instead? Sam Bell: Yes, that would be good, except, damn! Colin doesn't take drugs.
Ewan Proclaimer: What do you think? Sam Bell: Honestly, with the disappearance of the rainforests, I thought it was ecologically unsound for him to turn in such a wooden performance. Anal, repressed, and uptight. Ewan Proclaimer: Exactly! A totally convincing Englishman.
Sam Bell: Lucy, if I have to serve a life sentence for what I did, can't I at least serve it with you? Lucy Bell: Is that a line from your new screen play? Sam Bell: No... well yes, but I still mean it.
Lucy Bell: I hope Dick and Debbie know what I'm going through for them. Sam Bell: Well, you can tell them some day. Lucy Bell: There's only a one in five chance. Sam Bell: Lucy, any child of yours would be one in a million.
Man Wrestling for Cab: I am in a hurry. I have some very important meetings. Sam Bell: Yeah, well I've got some sperm up my arse and it's dying!
Sam Bell: Lucy and I have to have a post-coital compatability test. Which means having it off and having a doctor look at the aftermath. George: Why would you imagine I would want to know that?
