Get Carter
1971
Jack Carter: You know, I'd almost forgotten what your eyes looked like. Still the same. Pissholes in the snow.
Jack Carter: A pint of bitter (snaps fingers as bartender walks away) Jack Carter: ... in a thin glass!
Jack Carter: You're a big man, but you're in bad shape. With me it's a full time job. Now behave yourself.
Jack Carter: (naked, pointing a shotgun) Out! Con McCarty: Come on Jack, put it away. You know you're not going to use it. Peter: The gun he means!
Edna: What are you going to do? Jack Carter: I'm going to sit in the car and whistle "Rule Britannia".
Eric: So, what're you doing then? On your holidays? Jack Carter: No, I'm visiting relatives. Eric: Oh, that's nice. Jack Carter: It would be... if they were still living.
(Harry, who's playing poker, is disturbed by Carter's presence in the room) Harry: Thought you were going soon. Jack Carter: Soon. When you've lost your money. Won't take long. Harry: Clever sod, aren't you? Jack Carter: Only comparatively.
(Anna is making phone sex with Carter when her husband enters the room) Gerald Fletcher: What's the matter? You got gut trouble or something? Anna: No, darling. Just doing my exercises. (in the phone) Listen, Janet, Gerald's just walked in. I must ring off.
(Carter offers to give Keith some money after the latter was beaten up by Carter's enemies and is lying down in bed with his face badly bruised) Keith: Stuff it! My girlfriend is coming from Liverpool tonight! Nice surprise, isn't it?