I love the friendly faces of old sorrows; I have no secrets that they do not know.
Blue Smoke: A Book of VersesBarry the Baptist: When you dance with the devil, you wait for the song to stop.
Lock, Stock and Two Smoking BarrelsBarry the Baptist: Hello son, would you like a lolly? Little Chris: Piss off, you nonce!
Lock, Stock and Two Smoking BarrelsSoap: You're not funny, Tom. You're fat, and look as though you should be, but you're not.
Lock, Stock and Two Smoking BarrelsBarfly Jack: He then proceeds to order an Aristotle of the most ping-pong tiddly in the Nuclear sub.
Lock, Stock and Two Smoking BarrelsSoap: A little bit of pain never hurt anybody, if you know what I mean.
Lock, Stock and Two Smoking BarrelsEddie: As you know this puts us in an awkward position... I don't have enough to continue.
Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels"Hatchet" Harry: I don't want to know who you use, as long as they're not complete muppets.
Lock, Stock and Two Smoking BarrelsSoap: Rory Breaker? That psychotic black dwarf with an Afro? Tom: That would be the same man, yes.
Lock, Stock and Two Smoking BarrelsTom: They lack any kind of criminal credibility. I might get laughed at.
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