Brassed Off (1996)

Andy: I'm not a kid any more, Jim, right?
Jim: Oh, aye. Old enough to be a scab then?
Ernie: It's all right, Andy. He doesn't mean it.
Andy: You don't mess around with words like that.
Jim: Aye, I'm sorry, Andy. I take it back. You're just a stupid fucker.
Andy: That's more like it.

Shane: I don't like seein' Dad sad, Mam, but I'd sooner see him sad than not see him at all.

Shane: How the hell do you die happy?

Harry: Blimey, Danny, you've been on 'oliday or wha'?
Danny: Howdayamean?
Harry: Well, it may've escaped your notice like the pit's under threat.
Danny: Aye. Wha'sat got'do wi'this?
Harry: Oh my. You're right. Not alot.

Nurse: Is this man bothering you?
Phil: 'Course he is. He's me dad.

Phil: I love the band - we all do - but there's other things in life, you know, that's more important.
Danny: Not in mine there isn't.

Gloria: Do you want to come up for a coffee?
Andy: I don't drink coffee.
Gloria: I haven't got any.

Harry: It's a bloody euphonium.

Andy: Sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll, hey ladies?
Vera: Aye, but we can do without the drugs and rock 'n' roll.