Ewan McGregor credited as playing...
- Gloria: Do you want to come up for a coffee?
- Andy: I don't drink coffee.
- Gloria: I haven't got any.
- Andy: Sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll, hey ladies?
- Vera: Aye, but we can do without the drugs and rock 'n' roll!
- Andy: The only reason I get up in the morning is to see if my luck's changed. And it never bloody has.
- Women on picket line: [chanting] The miners, united, will never be defeated.
- Andy: Poor old biddies. Don't they know they're pissing in the wind, like the rest of us?
- Ernie: Can they do that, women?
- Andy: What?
- Ernie: Piss in the wind.
- Jim: No, Ernie. That's just the point.
- Ernie: No, but on a nice day, you know, when there's no wind about. They can't - you know - get any direction on it.
- Jim: All right, whatever it is that lasses do that's pointless.
- Andy: Bloody hell. So much to choose from.
- Phil: Fart in a force ten?
- Jim: By god, Phil, you don't half know some funny women.
- Harry: Steady lads. My missus does that.
- All: [guffaw]
- Harry: You daft bastards. Women Against Closure? That is when she's not farting in a force ten!
- [Andy discovers that Gloria is from the corporate office]
- Andy: Oy, you're fucking management!
- Gloria: No, that's what you're doing.
- Andy: I'm not a kid any more, Jim, right?
- Jim: Oh, aye. Old enough to be a scab then?
- Ernie: It's all right, Andy. He doesn't mean it.
- Andy: You don't mess around with words like that.
- Jim: Aye, I'm sorry, Andy. I take it back. You're just a stupid fucker.
- Andy: That's more like it.
- [talking about Gloria]
- Simmo: You had her. Behind the bus station.
- Andy: No, I didn't.
- Simmo: You told us you did.
- Andy: No, it were top half only.
- Gloria: Moving words...
- Andy: What?
- Gloria: Back there - Danny.
- Andy: Ah, aye, daft old codger. If it weren't for t'band ah reckon he'd pop his clogs. Listen, I wondered if you fancied some grub?
- Gloria: Where?
- Andy: I dunno - go posh if ya want...
- Simmo: Andy, I don't want a falling out, mate. You're my main source of income.
- Andy: Don't worry, Simmo. I've lost more this week than a bloody trumpet.
