New Tricks2003

[first lines]

Gerry Standing:
There you go. [places bowls of jellied eel in front of them]

Det. Supt. Sandra Pullman:
Oh dear, oh dear.

Brian Lane:
We walked all this way for this?

Gerry Standing:
Yeah, it's closing down; it's me last chance.

Jack Halford:
Can I borrow your glasses, Gerry?

Gerry Standing:
Go on, it won't bite!

Det. Supt. Sandra Pullman:
You sure about that?

Gerry Standing:
Jack, come on, you're a man of the world.

Jack Halford:
[studying the bowl dubiously] It doesn't look like this is of this world. No thank you.

Brian Lane:
I don't eat food that wobbles.

Gerry Standing:
Well, you don't know what you're missing. [takes a large bite] Mmm. Mmm. The true taste of Old London; you know, the one being wiped out by Ken and his cronies. I mean, hundreds of years of history and tradition...

Det. Supt. Sandra Pullman:
Oh, for God's sake, shut up. Look, I'm eating it.

Brian Lane:
Oh pooh, Ernie.