Sam Lowry: Yes... No... I don't know. I don't know what I want.
Sam Lowry: Mr. Helpmann, I'm keen to get into Information Retrieval. Mr. Helpmann, I'm dying to get at this woman... no, no, no.
Sam Lowry: Yes, I always used to wonder if she wore falsies. False ears...
Sam Lowry: Sorry, I'm a bit of a stickler for paperwork. Where would we be if we didn't follow the correct procedures?
Sam Lowry: I assure you, Mrs. Buttle, the Ministry is very scrupulous about following up and eradicating any error. If you have any complaints which you'd like to make, I'd be more than happy to send you the appropriate forms.
Mr. Helpmann: We're fielding all their strokes, running a lot of them out, and pretty consistently knocking them for six. I'd say they're nearly out of the game.
Mr. Helpmann: Jill? Yes... Sam I think I ought to tell you. I'm afraid she's upped stumps and retired to the pavillion. Thrown in the towel.
Mr. Helpmann: All I can say is don't fall at the last fence. The finishing post's in sight. See you in the paddock... keep your eye on the ball.
Dr. Lewis Jaffe: Faces are a doddle compared to tits and ass. No hairline.
Lime: Computers are my forte!
Jack Lint: This is information retrieval not information dispersal.
Holly: Put it on, big boy. I won't look at your willy.
Mrs. Terrain: There's been a little complication with my complication
[first lines] Singers: [TV commercial jingle] Central Services: We do the work, you do the pleasure. TV commercial pitchman: Hi, there. I want to talk to you about ducts.
[Sam is arguing with his mother while Jaffe tries to perform cosmetic surgery on her] Dr. Lewis Jaffe: Mr. Lowry, can you wait in reception? You're giving her wrinkles.
Jack Lint: [about his wife's cosmetic surgery] Remember how they used to stick out? Sam Lowry: Oh, um yes. I always used to wonder if they were real. Alison: My ears?
[Lime blows the dust from the keyboard, then presses a key. waits for something to happen] Lime: [worried and somewhat frustrated] Sod it, it's broken! Sam Lowry: You haven't switched it on. [presses a key, the computer starts] Lime: Oh, yes. [looks ...
Kurtzmann: [on Buttle] You see? The population census has got him down as "dormanted." Uh, the Central Collective Storehouse computer has got him down as "deleted." Sam Lowry: Hang on. [goes to a computer terminal] Kurtzmann: Information Retrieval ha...
