The Thick of It2005

Malcolm Tucker:
I knew Malcolm F Tucker, sir. And you are not Malcolm F***ing Tucker. You're not even f***ing Manchester's top Malcolm Tucker tribute band. And trying to be me, you? Trying to be me will f***ing kill you. I give you 18 months before you're a washed-out, weeping alcoholic with no f***ing bladder control. Sleeping on your brother-in-law's sofa.

Oliver Reeder:
And so on and so on, it doesn't have to be like that now, Malcolm, politics has actually changed.

Malcolm Tucker:
Oh?

Oliver Reeder:
Right. Yeah, yeah. And you probably haven't noticed because you've been on transmit for the last f***ing eight years Waa-waa-waa-waa-waa! And whilst you've been doing that, everybody else has been changing, and it's all a bit softcore now, it's all a bit algorithms now. You don't have to be Malcolm Tucker to sit in that chair.