The Count: Arrhh, Jesus, I don't even like Simon! Fucking cry-baby!
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Gavin Cavanagh: Open your knees and feel the breeze, because Gavin's back to stay!
Gavin Cavanagh: Now it's just you and me, and I'm looking right up your skirt.
Angus: 'How about it?' How about this? Try and fuck your way out of this one Mark!
Quentin: Thank you gentlemen, lady, strange bearded thing.
Simon: Remember folks, "It ain't simple bein' cool, but it's cool bein' simple."
Simon: I believe the technical term is a *fuckload* of boats!
The Count: Here's a rather long record. I hope I'm here at the end of it.
Thick Kevin: I find alcohol rather sharpens my mind...
The Count: Arrhh, Jesus, I don't even like Simon! Fucking cry-baby!
Quentin: I can see your nuts, Nutsford.
The Count: I am The Count, and I'm counting you in as we count down to ecstasy and rock.
Minister Dormandy: We have their testicles in our hands, Twatt, and it feels good.
Minister Dormandy: No one likes it, apart from blind people, and I'm sure even they can sense it profound ugliness as it passes by.
Simon: Wow. You look like a unicorn... in a negligee.
Gavin Cavanagh: Open your knees and feel the breeze, because Gavin's back to stay!
Gavin Cavanagh: Now it's just you and me, and I'm looking right up your skirt.
Angus: 'How about it?' How about this? Try and fuck your way out of this one Mark!
Quentin: Thank you gentlemen, lady, strange bearded thing.
Simon: Remember folks, "It ain't simple bein' cool, but it's cool bein' simple."
Simon: I believe the technical term is a *fuckload* of boats!
The Count: Here's a rather long record. I hope I'm here at the end of it.
Thick Kevin: I find alcohol rather sharpens my mind...
The Count: Arrhh, Jesus, I don't even like Simon! Fucking cry-baby!
Quentin: I can see your nuts, Nutsford.
The Count: I am The Count, and I'm counting you in as we count down to ecstasy and rock.
Minister Dormandy: We have their testicles in our hands, Twatt, and it feels good.
Minister Dormandy: No one likes it, apart from blind people, and I'm sure even they can sense it profound ugliness as it passes by.
Simon: Wow. You look like a unicorn... in a negligee.
Angus: The way I look at it, the world couldn't survive without my comedy, and who's going to have the moral backbone to play the Seekers when the mood is right? Dave: They've split up. Angus: I intend to celebrate the back catalogue. Dave: I intend to stop you doing so. Mark: Simon: As some of you know, my wife left me after 17 hours of marriage, but I survived that because I live for music. And now, with nothing else to live for, I'm willing to die for it as well. 'On-The-Hour' John: I've always lived for news and weather. Happy to die for them, too. Especially the weather. Bob Silver 'the Dawn Treader': I've got nowhere else to go. Harold: I have somewhere else to go, but it's Peckham. So I think I'll stick around. Felicity: Can't let everyone starve. And I'm slightly worried where my increasingly powerful sexuality will take me when I return to normal life. Thick Kevin: I've got a very strong suspicion that Felicity fancies me. Not about to go anywhere, just when I'm in with a chance. 'Young' Carl: Obviously, I'm in. You're the only people in the world who like me.
Minister Dormandy: You see, that's the whole point of being the government. If you don't like something you simply make up a new law that makes it illegal. Speaking of which, Mr... Fredericks: Fredericks. Minister Dormandy: Fredericks. Fredericks: Yes, sir? Minister Dormandy: I think we might also start working on legislation to outlaw that haircut of yours. Fredericks: You don't like it, sir? Minister Dormandy: No one likes it. Apart from blind people; and I'm sure even they can sense its profound ugliness as it passes by.
Harold: I *do* have somewhere else to go Harold: But it's Peckham so I'm staying
Thick Kevin: My theory is that you're here because it's exactly the right time for a young man like you to get to know his dad. 'Young' Carl: And? Thick Kevin: I therefore think that your dad is on this boat. And since he's definitely not me, I think he's probably Quentin.
