Still Game, Series 4

Boabby:
One more thing.. don't take ANY pish off them. I never do.

Eric:
Hullo Boabby. You look like a prized wanker.

Winston:
(posing as owner of The Clansman) I'll also be getting rid of ma stack o' hardcore porny books. I've read them all noo anyway, and I'm getting too auld for the chuggin'

Bobby:
Ho-ho, it's the two Ronnies.

Victor:
Oh the two Ronnies now? Well then, it's shut-up-ya-prick fae me...

Jack:
...and shut-up-ya-prick fae him!

Tam:
What're you doin' looking through the letterbox?

Isa:
What am I doin' looking through the letterbox?! Watching one old pal pumpin' the other! We aw know I'm a nosy bastard, but try to concentrate on the bigger picture! What are we gonna dae?

Navid:
What are we goin' to dae? It's simple. We lure them into the shop, bludgeon them to death, cut aff their balls and hang them from the street lamps as a warning! That kind of filth will no be tolerated in Craiglang!

Isa:
Is that what they do in your country, Navid?

Navid:
No, you nosy cow! We live and let live, and we certainly don't poke our bastard noses through other peoples' letterboxes!

Eric:
Lager, Boabby!

Boabby:
Shut yer hole, ya dick!