Brassed Off

Gloria: Do you want to come up for a coffee? Andy: I don't drink coffee. Gloria: I haven't got any.

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Nurse: Is this man bothering you? Phil: 'Course he is. He's me dad.

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Phil: I love the band - we all do - but there's other things in life, you know, that's more important. Danny: Not in mine there isn't.

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Andy: Sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll, hey ladies? Vera: Aye, but we can do without the drugs and rock 'n' roll!

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Simmo: [about Gloria] You had her. Behind the bus station. Andy: No, I didn't. Simmo: You told us you did. Andy: No, it were top half only.

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Women on picket line: [chanting] The miners, united, will never be defeated. Andy: Poor old biddies. Don't they know they're pissing in the wind, like the rest of us? Ernie: Can they do that, women? Andy: What? Ernie: Piss in the wind. Jim: No, Ernie. That's just the point. Ernie: No, but on a nice day, you know, when there's no wind about. They can't - you know - get any direction on it. Jim: All right, whatever it is that lasses do that's pointless. Andy: Bloody hell. So much to choose from. Phil: Fart in a force ten? Jim: By god, Phil, you don't half know some funny women. Harry: Steady lads. My missus does that. Harry: You daft bastards. Women Against Closure? That is when she's not farting in a force ten!

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