The Long Firm

Lord Teddy Thursby:
Now look, Harry, you know I can't abide violence. I'm just no good at that sort of thing.

Harry Starks:
Good thing I'm an expert, then.

Lord Teddy Thursby:
I'm not hitting anyone, if that's what you're thinking.

Harry Starks:
I just want you to reassure him - talk to him, make him see the error of his ways. Then *I'll* hit him.

[to John Ogungbe, preparing to torture him]

Harry Starks:
Now I ain't gonna enjoy this any more than you, old son, but needs must, as they say. I want the truth, the whole truth - and by the time I've finished with you, by God I'll have it.

Lord Teddy Thursby:
What kind of a scumbag do you think I am?

Harry Starks:
A LYING ONE!

Judge:
I sentence you to 25 years. Have you got anything to say?

Harry Starks:
[with disdain] Thank you very much!

Harry Starks:
Good old Jock - cold beers! [opens a bottle] Nice clean house, so we can go swimming... [toasts] To organized crime! In fact, a very well organized crime by the looks of it. Marvelous.

Harry Starks:
You see, Len, my generation never went to war. So we started one of our own.