[Gene mistakenly believes that Alex was a hooker after she explains her cover for an investigation, and after setting him straight says he might have 'fancied a punt'.]
Hang on, hang on! Now this is worth getting straight. I'm imagining you, imagining paying for sex with me, in my imaginary role, as an imaginary street whore.
Gene Hunt
You must have a filthy mind.
Like an absolute sewer, apparently.
Excuse me, THAT is evidence!
Gene Hunt
Wouldn't worry about it, 'cause you're off the case.
Gene Hunt
Off the case and off the team.
Gene Hunt
Yes! Actually no, you can clean my car out.
I'm off the team. [Turns to leave]
Gene Hunt
Well, you're back on it!
Gene Hunt
Drake, I want you making my car smell nice again. Drake, get back here! Drake! What are you ...? You're off the team!
[Gene has just rescued an unconscious Alex.]
Gene Hunt
[Opening her shirt] I've bloody dreamt about doing this.
[Gene begins to give chest compressions to Alex]
Gene Hunt
Don't you dare!
[Gene checks to see if she is breathing. Realizing she is not, he goes to give her mouth to mouth. Right before he can do it, she wakes up]
[Putting her hand on Gene's face, obviously dazed] I figured it out. I made the connections, and, I solved it. And you saved me. And if you saved me, maybe I can save them.
Gene Hunt
[Putting his hand on Alex's head] Yeah, I think it's called concussion.
[Gill Hollis is shooting at the CID]
Gene Hunt
[running] Get in, quick!
Get back, we're under attack!
What do you mean, attack!?
[The CID run through the door. Gene falls on top of Alex]
Shoot at my place! Bloody bastids!
[Suddenly, the shooting stops]
Gene Hunt
Shh, shh, shh... Chris! Give us a gun!
Oh shit, I must have left it in the car...
GHGill Hollis
Hunt! Hunt, come out and face me!
Gene Hunt
Well what a surprise. It's that lovely lad who does the charity work.
[Gene gets off of Alex. They sit up and realize one of the bullet holes lines up perfectly with her head]
I propose, that given your reaction to the gender balance of the gang, that this is their first job.
Gene Hunt
What, New Kids On The Block?
Now that's a good name for a boy band!
SSSharon 'Shaz' Granger
Gov.
Gene Hunt
Chris, Take That! It's the dodgy second hand car dealers. East 17!
Alright, Backstreet Boys.
Yeah, let’s get 'em Busted!
Ooh God! I'm gonna scream!
SLord Scarman
I've seen plenty, thank you! I've spent the night with a mentally ill man who thinks he's a police officer, who you now seem to be entrusting with actual police work. I've seen two of our most brilliant barristers treated with appalling disdain!
Gene Hunt
I'm sure we can arrange a car to take Lord Scarman home.
SLord Scarman
I've talked to several young, homosexual men, and heard their despair, their dreadful tales of police harassment.
Gene Hunt
Put it all in your report, your Lordship!
SLord Scarman
The police harassment of sexual and racial minorities is an endemic, ineradicable disease threatening the very survival of our society!
Gene Hunt
[coldly] Catchy title. Got "Bestseller" written all over it. Now if you'll excuse me...! [turns away]
SLord Scarman
I'll be keeping a beady eye on you, DCI Hunt! [Gene turns back to face him]
Gene Hunt
Is that right!? Well you can take this home in your Harrods pipe and smoke it! In twenty years time, when the streets are awash with filth, and you're too frightened to leave your big, posh Belsize Park house after dark, don't come running to me, mate! Because I'll be in Alicante, oiled up, skin sizzling in the midday sun like a burnt sausage!
SLord Scarman
If you're quite finished... ?
Gene Hunt
No, not quite. You can despise us, you can disown us, you can even try and close us down, but you will never break us! We are police officers! We are brothers! We are UN-BLOODY-BREAKABLE! [all of CID cheers and applauds his words]
Gene Hunt
[to a young Alex Drake] Bye, little lady. Any problems, you just call the Gene Genie.
How come you were there, taking the little girl's hand? That couldn't have happened. You weren't there. You're not real.
Gene Hunt
I'm everywhere, Bolly. I was needed and I was there.