I was just going up these stairs.
Well, I'll just go up them, then.
Spike [arriving ]: I was just going up these stairs. No particular reason or anything.
Look, would you both mind? You're both very cute and everything, I mean if you're selling the film rights to this little romance, I'm in, but just at the moment I really don't want to listen to it.
Of all the people I thought would notice...
And of all the people I thought would care...
I'm not sure I do care - I don't know what your problem is yet. But I do know it's serious.
And how do you know that?
Because you live for what you do. You live to hustle, right?
It's like you live for your work. Like there's nothing outside of that. No social life, nothing. And, of course, there's your appalling dress sense.
What's appalling dress sense got to do with it?
I'm trying to think of everything we have in common. The point I'm making is this. I know how an obsessive behaves. Because I am one. And I know how much it takes to knock an obsessive off the tracks because I've been there.
Lynda [to Colin ]: You're right, you're a salesman - the best salesman I've ever met. So sell!
Lynda [on the phone ]: I want you in at five, as well, okay?
Couldn't I come in any earlier? I hate having a proper night's sleep. I start getting used to it.
Sarah [on Colin ]: He's actually quite intelligent, isn't he?
Lynda [to Colin ]: I just wanted to say. You're an immoral, dishonest, tasteless little hustler - but you're okay.
I've had my day off now. Can I come in?
Look, Lynda, make the effort. Relax.
Have Spike wrapped and delivered. I'm bored.
Sam [to Kenny ]: So, boss, how's power? Still talking to the little people?
Yeah, sure. By the way, who are you?
T Tiddler
Why does everyone always ignore me?
Can you explain to me how I have just argued myself into doing exactly what you wanted me to do in the first place? You are a devious, unfeeling, calculating, manipulative bitch.
Well you were asking what made me a better choice for editor.
Colin [dressed as an alien ]: Kenny. Can we talk?
You know, I’ve always wondered what planet you were on.
I'm not going to let you go to pieces while there is nothing to go to pieces about.
So what are you saying, I should go in there and edit a newspaper?
Put it this way, what would Spike want you to do?
The usual. Wear tighter clothes and show more cleavage.
Well, are you going to give into that kind of rubbish?
If you weren’t such a perfect friend, I could like you better. And, by the way, I don’t mean that.
Oh, I’ll get over it. You’re only calling me perfect because you’re mad at me.
We'll need a lot of ten pences.
Lynda [handing him the swear box ]: Didn't anyone ever tell you money is dirty word?
Why did I ever doubt you, boss?
[on Lynda ] She has a temper as short as her skirt.
Lynda, I really don't think this is a good idea.
When I say you're in charge, you're in charge, Kenny!
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