GaryThat's something women find hard to believe, isn't it? Two men can have a quiet evening on their own, enjoying a thoughtful and civilized conversation.
A character in Men Behaving Badly
Played by Martin Clunes
Men Behaving Badly · 98 quotes
Most-quoted character in Men Behaving Badly: in 61 of its 98 quotes
Most scenes with: Tony (21), Dorothy (15), Deborah (8)
GaryThat's something women find hard to believe, isn't it? Two men can have a quiet evening on their own, enjoying a thoughtful and civilized conversation.
GaryIsn't that Richard Gere?
GaryOh, really. Grow up, Dermot. Wow, Obi-Wan at last we meet.
GaryI once turned down an eightsome, which is like a threesome plus a fivesome.
GaryLet's face it, Tony, the only way you're gonna be in there is that if you're both marooned on a deserted island and she eats a poisonous berry or a nut which makes her temporarily deaf, dumb, stupid, forgetful and desperate for sex.
Gary[drunk] Bed? Bed's for sleepy people! Let's get a kebab and go to a disco!
Gary[drunk] Time, gentlemen, please! Haven't you got homosexuals to go to?
Gary[drunk] And then we tried to leave again, but this woman came in and said if we could fix her car. And would you believe it her car needed a whole new gearbox.
[talking about pain thresholds]
GaryI mean, look at the fuss women make about child birth. Now, I'm not saying it doesn't smart a bit, but if blokes did it, I reckon you'd be looking at, what, give birth, have a couple of Paracetamol, maybe a bit of a nap and then back to work within the hour.
GaryI've always thought a good name for a folk band would be: "Folk Off And Die, Folkhead".
[Gary has just knocked out the midwife with a door]
Gary[drunk] That's probably normal.
Gary[drunk] That's alright I'll call the ambulance, what's the number? It's 9 - something.
[Dorothy is in labour; Tony & Gary are drinking lagers]
GaryBottoms up. NOT YOU, LOVE!
GaryAsk the butcher to cut the liver into the thinnest slices possible. Crush the peppercorns into a pestle and mortar if you have one. Well I haven't got one, Delia. Oh. If you haven't got one use the back of a spoon.
Don't say that speck of dust got back into the house again.
GaryHow'd it go?
I'm knackered. I fell asleep against this woman on the bus. She was all right until we got to Oxford Circus and I started dribbling on her shoulder.
GarySlice that, will you? Don't tell me your-- your new employers didn't offer you a cigar and a seat on the board.
They didn't offer me any kind of seat. I was standing up all day fantasizing about sofas.
GaryWell, it makes a change from your usual fantasies about semi naked women in bits of white underwear.
Not really. These sofas already had semi naked women in them. They squeezed up to let me sit down.
GaryThat's your trouble. You're obsessed with sex.
Well, that's your fault. You keep on giving me suggestive food. What are you cooking anyway.
GaryWell, it's basically an adaptation of a Persian dish and a rather subtle juniper sauce followed by jelly and ice cream.
With hundreds and thousands?
GaryYeah.
I need something to take my mind of Lisa.
GaryYeah.
I taught her all my best beer-mat tricks, you know. Why did she leave me?
GaryPerhaps you shouldn't have slept with her best friend.
Women don't like that much, do they? Her teeth went all clenched, like in Dallas. Is this mine?
GaryNope.
Good. I'm gonna change.
GaryWell, change into something useful, like a curry.
GaryHey, I think a woman's gonna move in upstairs. I found a letter addressed to someone called Deborah.
Great. What's it say.
GaryHow should I know? It's private. Actually, I did accidentally steam it open and read it. Her mother enjoyed her holiday in France but the weather was a bit disappointing.
France, eh? (Imitates French accent) Bonjour, Deborah. Je m'appelle Dermot. I am sensitive and artistic.
GaryHave you got the sharp knife in there?
Yeah, it's on the side. I'll bring it out in a minute. Yo! Get down, bitch.
GaryDermot! Oh, I see. It's a duvet. Well, silly old me. I thought for a moment you'd spent all the money you owe me on a new suit, you piece of scum.
I'm looking after it for a friend.
GaryNo, you're not.
All right. It's an investment.
GaryNo, it isn't. It's a bloody new, bloody suit, you bastard.
It's not my fault. Whenever I see a cheque, I go out of control. I'm the same with tight black skirts, actually.
GaryThis is my money we are talking about here. What would you say if I emptied your wallet and went out on a spending spree?
I'd say, "What can you buy these days for an old library ticket and a picture of Lisa bending down on Brighton Beach?"
GaryWell, what else have you bought for yourself?
Nothing.
GaryWell, what's in that bag?
Oh, it's-- it's a cookery book.
GaryYou expect me to believe that, do you?
You're always saying you're tired of me cooking the same thing all the time.
Gary(sighs) Yeah, all right.
Not that there's anything wrong with fish fingers Sur La Toast.
GaryTake those stupid sunglasses off.
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