Look slag, I don't give a toss who you have in your bed, but don't you try and run your numbers on me!

[treeduck]

[treeduck]

"...you've got a simple choice...you tell me what you know or you get your arms broken when your old man gets out..."

[treeduck]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4NPfsv_Hcy4

[Babycat]

"Get yer trousers on - you're nicked!"

 

 

Ps, thanks for the tag, duck! :smoke:

[treeduck]

"Get yer trousers on - you're nicked!"

 

 

Ps, thanks for the tag, duck! :smoke:

Aye!

 

:pussy: :pussy: :pussy: :pussy: :pussy: :pussy: :pussy:

[Babycat]

"Get yer trousers on - you're nicked!"

 

 

Ps, thanks for the tag, duck! :smoke:

Aye!

 

:pussy: :pussy: :pussy: :pussy: :pussy: :pussy: :pussy:

 

Clearly the most recognized and often quoted line from the one and only Jack Regan! :D

[treeduck]

"Get yer trousers on - you're nicked!"

 

 

Ps, thanks for the tag, duck! :smoke:

Aye!

 

:pussy: :pussy: :pussy: :pussy: :pussy: :pussy: :pussy:

 

Clearly the most recognized and often quoted line from the one and only Jack Regan! :D

Except for "The hairs on my wooden leg tell me that something is up."

 

and:

 

"I sometimes hate this bastard place! It's a bloody holiday camp for thieves and weirdos - all the rubbish. You age prematurely trying to sort some of them out. Try and protect the public, and all they do is call you fascist. You nail a villain and some ponced-up pinstripe Hampstead barrister screws it up like an old gay person-packet on a point of procedure, then pops off for a game of squash and a glass of madeira. He's taking home thirty grand a year, and we can just about afford ten days in Eastbourne and a second-hand car. It's all bloody wrong, my son."

 

and there's a slight variation here:

 

"All right, Tinkerbell. You're nicked!"

[H. P. L.]

I'm overwhelmed by the british-accent-ness of it all.