The Sweeney1975

[the previous day, when a villain threatened Regan with a broken bottle, Regan froze for a moment. Now he wonders if he is getting too old to do the job]

Det. Insp. Jack Regan:
I'm overweight - you know that, George?

Det. Sgt. George Carter:
Is this strictly relevant?

Det. Insp. Jack Regan:
I drink too much, I smoke too much. Most of the time I sit on my arse, and when I'm not doing that, I'm chasing after some lunatic whose sole intention, given half the chance, is to smash me bloody head in.

Det. Sgt. George Carter:
That is, if you manage to get there on time.

Det. Insp. Jack Regan:
Right.

Det. Sgt. George Carter:
You're not still going on about the other day, are you?

Det. Insp. Jack Regan:
It happened, though, didn't it? And d'you know why?

Det. Sgt. George Carter:
[humourously] Your trousers fell down!

Det. Insp. Jack Regan:
Consequences, George. For one split second I thought of the consequences. For one split second I looked at that bottle in his hand, and I thought "If he uses that and I'm too slow...".