Gary
Do you know what hurts the most?
....Getting your balls caught between two bricks - got to be.
Gary
No, no - do you know what hurts the most about Dorothy and her new bloke?
Gary
She says she's in love. She never said that with me.
Oh mate, she doesn't love him. Perhaps he's just better with his knob.
Gary, you know masturbation?
Gary
Vaguely, yes.
Gary
Women, yes.
Well, when they do it, right, they just imagine Richard Gere or Linford Christie or whatever lying on top of them, probably on a mountain top.
Gary
Or in a leafy glade.
Yeah, something with a girly atmosphere, yeah.
Gary
Whereas all we have to do is reach for your favourite mag and yank yer plank!
Gary
What exactly do lesbians do?
I dunno, I suppose they just, sort of... rub each other.
Gary
Yeaah, doesn't seem enough, somehow, does it?
And one lies on top of the other one, and...
GTGary/Tony
...get off again.
Gary
Brilliant.
[Gary, Dorothy, Deborah and Tony are in a car, lost whilst looking for a rave]
I've had enough. I'm turning back.
Gary
[drunkenly] Had enough? Turning back? Are you mad? Are you... madder than Brian Mad of Madcastle? Are you!?
Come on, it's two o'clock in the morning.
Gary
No! Absolutely no; we're having a brilliant time! It's two o'clock, and we haven't even got there yet, now that's very fashionable - I read it in a magazine, of, er... well some sort [pauses] or other.
[Gary & Tony are drunk and playing Monopoly; Tony is rolling the die]
Eight, eight... yeah! Three. Ooh, chance. Nervous, really nervous. Haa, yeah! Get outta jail free card! Is that just for Monopoly, or does it work in real life too?
Gary
I think it's just fornopoly
[they sit back and Tony uncovers his belly]
You see, the thing about the human body is, as we know, is that it is a temple.
Gary
Yep
It's just that my temple seems to have grown into a slightly larger temple.
Gary
With a big wobbly dome
[Gary jiggles Tony's belly]
Anyway, there's a load of nonsense talked about fat, i'n't there? I mean, no-one ever went up to Winston Churchill, and said, "Hey, Winnie, you can't lead Britain in to victory in the Second World War, because you're a bit of a chubber".
Gary
Or, "Excuse me, Mister Meat Loaf, you seem to be carrying an extra few pounds around, you can make no more hit records until you can squeez into some smaller denims". Do you want another oyster?
No, thanks, mate. They disagree with me.
Gary
[as oyster] "No we don't!"
[both laugh drunkenly]
We always said if we ended up as one of those couples who watch television in bed, we'd split up.
Gary
(still watching) Close the door quietly on your way out.
Gary, when I was away, did you sleep with a woman?
Gary
How do you mean "woman"?
A woman. You know, the ones with what you and Tony call "shirt potatoes".