Johnny English: Look pull yourself together, it's only a bit of poo.
Bough: Are you all right, sir?
Johnny English: Yes, I landed on something quite soft.
Bough: That was me, sir.
Johnny English: Ah. Good.
Johnny English: My God, what have they done to you?
Elderly Hospital Patient: They've taken some of my blood.
Johnny English: Bastards.
Johnny English: Your dependence on hardware really does amuse me, Bough. I've been dropped into the Kalahari Desert carrying nothing more than a toothbrush and a packet of sherbet lemons. And I still found my way to Bulawayo before Ramadan. So thank you Bough, but no thank you.
Bough: So what you're saying, sir, is... there must've been two of them?
Johnny English: Two at least, Bough. Possibly four.
Bough: I wonder why I didn't see them.
Johnny English: You mustn't dwell on your mistakes, Bough. You must learn from them, then move on.
Bough: Yes, sir. So where were you, sir?
Johnny English: Just drop it, Bough!
Johnny English: You mean there's a mole AND a vole?
Tucker: Sir, I don't think he's a "Susan."
Johnny English: But then you're not a linguist, are you, Tucker? It's not "Susan", it's "Shu-San."
Johnny English: So, when's the Prime Minister going to grace us with his presence?
Prime Minister: I'm the Prime Minister.
Johnny English: [snorts] Yeah, you wish.
Johnny English: Let's kick some bottom.
Quartermain: Here she is.
Johnny English: Ahh, the Rolls Royce Phantom. Truly the Rolls Royce of automobiles.
Quatermain: Armor plating, all the bells and whistles. Say "bonnet."
Johnny English: Bonnet.
Car: Command accepted. [Bonnet opens.]
Quartermain: Voice activation recognizes only you. Rolls has fitted one of their experimental engines. 9 litre V16. Goes like the wind, only quieter.
Tucker: Sir, it's Ambrose.
Johnny English: Yes, I know it's Ambrose. I'm having dinner with him.
Tucker: No, he's the third man in Vortex.
Johnny English: Simon Ambrose? He went to Eton.
Bough: Sir! Wonderful to see you!
Johnny English: Yes, all right, Bough. We're going on a mission, not a honeymoon.
Johnny English: 'Til we meet again. [Dives off boat, lands on lower level.] Ow.
Ophelia Bhuletova: Well, that was sooner than I expected.
Johnny English: Golightly. Basil Golightly. And, you're rather useful yourself, Miss...?
Ophelia Bhuletova: Bhuletova. Ophelia Bhuletova.
Johnny English: And this is...
Bough: Colin.
Johnny English: [quietly] I thought we were using fake names?
Bough: [quietly] That is a fake name.
Johnny English: [quietly] Oh, right.
Johnny English: Yes, this is Colin, and I'm...
Bough: [quietly] Basil.
Johnny English: Dasil... Basil.
Reverend Walter Goodfellow: So. They made love in every room in the house did they? Lilian and Brian? And they went round twice. I think we've got some catching up to do.
Gloria Goodfellow: No. I must see to Mrs Parker.
Reverend Walter Goodfellow: Oh gosh. Do you need me?
Gloria Goodfellow: No, no. It's just the flower arranging committee.
Reverend Walter Goodfellow: Dear God. I swear that committee will be the death of her.
Gloria Goodfellow: Petey? Petey? Walter?
Reverend Walter Goodfellow: Ah, Gloria. This is Bob and Ted from the waterboard, we're just discussing the.
Gloria Goodfellow: Walter, where's Petey?
Reverend Walter Goodfellow: Oh Lord! Mrs Calloway called about her crisis of faith. She was on the verge of losing it.
Gloria Goodfellow: I know the bloody feeling.
Sabine: Espce de conard.
Mr. Bean: Espce de canard.
Enrico Pollini: Am I too late-a? Look I won a coin, a gold coin-a, isn't it wonderful? Look at this room, what a beautiful room, have you seen this room?
Randy Pear: Yes! We're IN it.
Ron Anderson: Listen, Dexter, is there something troubling you? Something that you would like to talk to someone about?
Dexter: Well, yes, as a matter of fact there is.
Ron Anderson: Then for fuck's sake talk to someone about it, will you? And sort it out before I sack you and hire a lobotomized monkey to play your role. Okay?
