Love Is the Devil: Study for a Portrait of Francis Bacon1998

[while Dyer is being measured for a suit]

Francis Bacon:
A man being measured for a suit is not the similar to his being measured for the old wooden box.

George Dyer:
It feels like a bloody coffin. It's f***ing hot in here, Francis.

Francis Bacon:
Yes it is hot, George. Mr Dyer will arrange to collect the suit and I think we're going to have some shirts and some appropriate ties.

George Dyer:
Hold on! Hold on! Don't go over board. I mean, I feel so...

Francis Bacon:
So clothed?

George Dyer:
[laughs] You just don't care what people think, do you?

Francis Bacon:
Come on, I want you to meet my friends. Now, we can have a drink. God knows I need one.

George Dyer:
What? You're mates?

Francis Bacon:
The Colony is a refuge for lost souls, no longer in possession of living bodies.

George Dyer:
Can't we just go to the pub?

Francis Bacon:
No.