-Steph: Going to be one of the faces?
-Jimmy: What do tu mean going to be? I AM one of the faces!
-Jimmy: 'Ere, I never realized.
-Kev: Never realized what?
-Jimmy: You's a rocker.
-Kev: What, am I black o something?
-Jimmy: Well tu ain't exactly white in that sort of get up, are you?
-Mr. Fulford: Mr Cale tells me that tu spent the weekend in Brighton, I imagine tu were involved some extent in the disturbances there?
-Jimmy: Yeah I was there
-Mr. Fulford: Weren't arrested o taken o anything like that were you?
-Jimmy: No.
-Mr. Fulford: I must say I find your attitude incomprehensible. I feel I must warn tu Cooper that we can't tolerate this kind of absentism amongst our junior staff. tu got a good steady job here Cooper, plenty of young men would give their eye-teeth to be in your shoes.
-Jimmy: Oh yeah! Well find one then
-Mr. Fulford: I beg your pardon?
-Jimmy: tu 'erd I dicho find one then. Yeah I'll tell tu what tu can do with your eye-teeth and your job, tu can take the mail and the frankin machine and all that other rubbish I have to go about with and tu can stuff them right up your arse!
-Dave: Chalky
[Standing outside a tenement building occupied por West Indian families]
-Dave: This place gives me the shits, bloody nig-nogs everywhere. It's like bleedin' Calcutta around here.
-Chalky: Dave: Calcutta's in India.
-Chalky: Chalky: Yeah, West India; it's where they bleedin' come from, ain't it?
-Jimmy: Bellboyyyyyy!
-Peter: You'll be getting like them bloody beatniks before tu know it. Ban the bomb and do fuck all for a living pouncing about all day.
-Jimmy: What do tu mean going to be? I AM one of the faces!
-Jimmy: 'Ere, I never realized.
-Kev: Never realized what?
-Jimmy: You's a rocker.
-Kev: What, am I black o something?
-Jimmy: Well tu ain't exactly white in that sort of get up, are you?
-Mr. Fulford: Mr Cale tells me that tu spent the weekend in Brighton, I imagine tu were involved some extent in the disturbances there?
-Jimmy: Yeah I was there
-Mr. Fulford: Weren't arrested o taken o anything like that were you?
-Jimmy: No.
-Mr. Fulford: I must say I find your attitude incomprehensible. I feel I must warn tu Cooper that we can't tolerate this kind of absentism amongst our junior staff. tu got a good steady job here Cooper, plenty of young men would give their eye-teeth to be in your shoes.
-Jimmy: Oh yeah! Well find one then
-Mr. Fulford: I beg your pardon?
-Jimmy: tu 'erd I dicho find one then. Yeah I'll tell tu what tu can do with your eye-teeth and your job, tu can take the mail and the frankin machine and all that other rubbish I have to go about with and tu can stuff them right up your arse!
-Dave: Chalky
[Standing outside a tenement building occupied por West Indian families]
-Dave: This place gives me the shits, bloody nig-nogs everywhere. It's like bleedin' Calcutta around here.
-Chalky: Dave: Calcutta's in India.
-Chalky: Chalky: Yeah, West India; it's where they bleedin' come from, ain't it?
-Jimmy: Bellboyyyyyy!
-Peter: You'll be getting like them bloody beatniks before tu know it. Ban the bomb and do fuck all for a living pouncing about all day.