- Black Masseuse: [Jim is on the massage table, a towel over his groin] We do some lovely things here.
- Jim Naboth: Really? Like what?
- Black Masseuse: VIP. Topless. Special Relief.
- [her hands reaching way inside the towel]
- Jim Naboth: "Special Relief" - now that sounds interesting. How much?
- Black Masseuse: To you, darling, six quid.
- Jim Naboth: Six quid? Cheaper to do it myself!
- Black Masseuse: Gmph!
- Jim Naboth: It's brandy. It's medicinal.
- Teddy: Bollocks!
- Jim Naboth: Teddy, I'm a Scotch drinker - you know that. I just have the occasional brandy when I'm not drinking.
- Jim Naboth: Would you mind if I sit down Vic?
- Vic: Oh I don't know, you wiped your arse lately?
- Taff: I wouldn't have thought so, not by the state of his underpants!
- Jill: I'm not gonna get out of this, am I?
- Keith: Why not?
- Jill: Because I can identify *all* of you.
- Keith: That's not very nice... is it, Jill? You don't think we'll harm you, do you? I mean, we haven't taken any liberties yet, have we?
- [gang members all look up]
- Keith: Well, it's not as if you're... an unattractive woman, is it?
- [Jill sits there staring at him as he closes the curtains]
- Keith: Actually, as a matter of fact, we get a little bit bored late. I mean, we've been hanging around here... all day. Telly's been lousy this week, isn't it?
- [closes more curtains]
- Keith: So we've been wondering... Jill, if you'd... we've been wondering if you'll do a little turn for us.
- Jill: A what?
- Keith: A strip.
- Jill: Hmm-mm.
- [dismayed; shakes her head]
- Keith: What sort of music do you like, Jill?
- Jill: [sighs] Will you please tell me what's happened to Christene?
- Keith: She's okay. She's... here, she's with Barry's mum.
- [softly:]
- Keith: She's fine.
- [complains]
- Keith: Didn't get a good night's sleep in, you know.
- Jill: My... You're scared.
- Keith: No, I'm not scared. Just nervous, is all. Nervous, on edge. That's good, that keeps you on your toes. Can't afford to be slack for one second, it causes you to... make mistakes. It's very good to keep yourself... just a bit on edge.
- Jill: In scared... 'cause I know that I'm gonna die.
- [smiles grimly]
- Jill: I'm actually gonna die.
- Barbara: [undressing for encounter] Perhaps you'll make a comeback.
- Jim Naboth: Comeback?
- [smiles]
- Jim Naboth: Don't talk to me about comebacks. Remember what happened to Joe Lewis?
- Barbara: Who?
- Jim Naboth: You are too bleeding young for me.
- [mounts her]