- Det. Sgt. George Carter: Jack you're full of shit. Bollocks, you're pissed off because they didn't go down on their hands and knees to you at Fulham - "Ah it's Jack Regan, mastermind of the Sweeney police come to help us out" - and you've bored me all night tryin' to prove otherwise!
- Det. Insp. Jack Regan: Well you don't have to stay, you know!
- Det. Sgt. George Carter: Too bleedin' right I don't. See ya!
- Det. Insp. Jack Regan: You've slept with him too?
- Bianca Hamilton: Oh Christ! Don't start that again! Yes, often. Separately and together. Sometimes with an audience and sometimes...
- Det. Insp. Jack Regan: Shut it!
- [arresting an armed robber at the end of a very violent punch-up]
- Det. Insp. Jack Regan: All right, Tinkerbell. You're nicked!
- [Carter pulls out a packet of cigarettes and puts one in his mouth]
- Det. Sgt. George Carter: Sorry, Guv, I've only got one left.
- [Regan takes the cigarette out of Carter's mouth and puts it in his own]
- Det. Insp. Jack Regan: I only *want* one.
- [Regan fumbles for his lighter]
- Det. Insp. Jack Regan: You got a light?
- Det. Sgt. George Carter: Nope.
- Det. Insp. Jack Regan: Bastard.
- Murder Inquiry Superintendent: Highly inventive! Evidence? Now will you and your sergeant go back to your stripclub or wherever it is you masquerade as police officers.
- Frank Chadwick: I'll give you a call first thing in the morning.
- Elliott McQueen: We'd rather you called me, it's what I'm paid for.
- Frank Chadwick: Oh he pays you does he? Seems like the other way round to me.
- Charles Baker: Frank, please!
- [slurring]
- Charles Baker: I'll give you your interview...
- Frank Chadwick: Yes you will.
- [to McQueen]
- Frank Chadwick: Earn your money, will you - make sure he's sober.
- Det. Insp. Jack Regan: Now listen, little lord spymaster: you may be Special Branch but that doesn't make you God almighty!
- Det. Sgt. George Carter: Do you know what, Jack? You're full of shit.
- Det. Insp. Jack Regan: I thought it was about time you made an intellectual contribution to this debate.
- Det. Sgt. George Carter: Bollocks.
- [Bianca is on the telephone to Elliot McQueen. The other side of the conversation is inaudible]
- Bianca Hamilton: Oh, why me again?... Because he's an animal, that's why... Oh all right, all right, just this once. But only him, not all his perverted brothers. I've still got the bloody bruises.
- Sarah (McQueen's Secretary): I'm sure Mr McQueen won't be too long.
- Frank Chadwick: Oh sod this! Who the hell does he think he is?
- [talking about McQueen]
- Det. Insp. Jack Regan: He should be locked up in the bloody Tower.
- PPS to Baker: That's exactly where MI5 have got him - the Tower Hotel.
- Charles Baker: Ah, what a way to run a country. The Chancellor's ga-ga, the Foreign Secretary's in Greenland and the Prime Minister is a clockwork model of King Canute.