Dave Jackson:
Forty-four. Two fat whores.

Dave Jackson:
Number ten... um... stab me in the eye with a ball-point pen.

Jack Simpson:
Watch where you're going you hat wearing fool! Where did you learn to drive? On horseback?

Bernie Fowler:
I like cheese.

Stan Coombs:
And remember, this is a game of skill, touch and patience. A true revealer of character.

Jack Simpson:
All it's revealing right now is two inches of arse-crack poking out the top of my pants!