Quotes from Ferdia Walsh-Peelo movies and TV shows

Brother Baxter: Head down to the toilet and remove the makeup right now.
Conor: Why?
Brother Baxter: Because I told you to.
Conor: But I'm in a band. It's a school band, and I think it's important that we have a look.
Brother Baxter: You're a man. Men don't wear makeup.
Conor: But why not? People in the 18th century wore makeup. That means people like Mozart wore makeup, and he was a man.

Brendan: You want to have actual sexual intercourse, right?
Conor: Yeah. What, what?
Brendan: The girl. It's all about the girl, isn't it?
Conor: Yeah, the girl, yeah.
Brendan: And you're gonna use somebody else's art to get her? Are you kidding?

Brendan: How d'you know he's her boyfriend anyway?
Conor: It seemed like it. Pulled off in his car, music blaring. He's pretty cool.
Brendan: What was he listening to?
Conor: Genesis.
Brendan: He will not be a problem.
Conor: Really?
Brendan: Trust me. No woman can truly love a man who listens to Phil Collins.

Eamon: So how do you mean you're "happy-sad"?
Darren: Yeah, how're we supposed to market that?
Conor: It means we're not pop anymore.
Eamon: We were pop? Listen, I'm happy being anything. I just want to play music.
Conor: That's fine. Be who you are, Eamon.
Eamon: Well, I don't know who I am. Maybe I'm happy-sad, too. I don't know.

Conor: I think she's this amazing human being. Never seen anyone like her. The way she talks and looks. She wears these sunglasses, and when she takes them off, her eyes... are like the clouds clearing to let pass the moon.
Brendan: Ffuuh.
Conor: Sometimes I just wanna cry lookin' at her.

Eamon: Or Duran Duran. What do you think of them?
Conor: Jury is out on which way those guys'll go. They're a lot of fun, and James Taylor is one of the most proficient bass players in the UK at the moment, giving them a funky edge.
Eamon: John Taylor.
Conor: Yeah, John! Of course.

Conor: It's like, when you don't know someone, they're more interesting. They can be anything you want them to be.
Eamon: Yeah?
Conor: When you know them, there's limits to them.

Conor: Will you help me write a song?
Eamon: Always.

Evan: What style would you say you were?
Conor: I'm a futurist.
Evan: Epic. See you in the future, then.

Conor: OK, so this is our last song. It's called Brown Shoes. And it's for every Christian Brother and for every bully you ever knew.

Brendan: Think big, Conor. This is just a means to an end. And she looks amazing. She's got to be in all the videos.
Conor: Yeah?
Brendan: Oh, yeah. She's world class. Without her, you're just a bunch of gay-looking kids down an alleyway.