The Getaway: Black Monday2004

PC Paul Evans:
[Chuckles] I can't believe it. She's had more pricks than a second hand dartboard.

PC Jack Harvey:
Shut up you muppet.

PC Paul Evans:
And you're in love with her. [Chuckles] I can't believe you're getting the hump over a brass. She's a f***ing brass!

PC Jack Harvey:
Yeah, well she was my brass.

PC Paul Evans:
If she's a brass, she's anybody's by definition.

PC Jack Harvey:
When you spend six months on her she's your brass, alright?

PC Paul Evans:
So I nailed her. What was I supposed to do? It's my job.

PC Jack Harvey:
[Angrily] She was my f***ing brass!

Inspector Munroe:
Oi ladies! Concentrate on this job, yeah?

PC Jack Harvey:
Knobhead.

PC Paul Evans:
Oh honestly, what's the matter with you? You're like a little boy...

PC Jack Harvey:
You always have to have the last word, don't you?

Inspector Munroe:
This has to be like clockwork. Not Clockwork bloody Orange.

PC Paul Evans:
[Sarcastically, to Harvey] Come on, calm down.

PC Jack Harvey:
Shut up.

Inspector Munroe:
Are you listening?

PC Paul Evans:
Yes sir. I ain't the liability around here, anyhow.