TV Bits

While we’re at it, there are systems for a reason in this world. Economic stability, interest rates, growth. It’s not all a conspiracy to keep you in little boxes, alright? It’s only the miracle of consumer capitalism that means you’re not lying in your own shit, dying at 43 with rotten teeth. And a little pill with a chicken on it is not going to change that. Now come on… fuck off.

(She does look kind of great in my pajamas. That’s sick. Why is that sick?)

Mark: See, by the winter of 42, the whole city was surrounded by the massed 6th army, it was pressing and pressing, the Russians couldn’t hold on much longer, the people wanted to submit…
Toni: Mark, you know I just don’t bang anyone, yeah. I’m not some kind of next-door fuck jar.
Mark: No, no, of course not, what I mean is that the German supply lines were stretched, Zhukov countered and the siege was broken..and that’s all the story of Stalingrad.

Jez: But, it’s better this way… two guys… we’ve got to get out there! Grooving! Doing it! You know? I mean, it’s been a long time for either of us, I mean, I haven’t had my oats in something like two weeks!! (Nine months and thirteen days.) I mean look at us! People are going to think we spend the whole time wanking.
Mark: Don’t be ridiculous, they’re homey.  They’re for wiping up mess.
Jez: Yeah, man mess.  Why d’ya think they’re called “man size”?
Mark: Well they’re for men; men’s noses. Big, manly snot.

What if I lose it? I’m not gonna do a poo am I, Jez?

It’s not who you know… it’s who you blow.

Mark: Hey Soph..it’s good to hear your voice. I know it’s only a recording but you have got a bloody nice voice and…God, I just called up to say hi and then…#then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like…I like you?# I mean, not that. But anyway…I noticed that the paper in the photocopier is running a bit low so…I know it’s not really your job but…you know, so… See you tomorrow….

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! Oh, fuck!
Jez: Oh, my God.
Mark: Jesus! I’ve really fucked it. Have I fucked it?
Jez: Maybe it was…charming.
Mark: It was the behaviour of an oddball.
Jez: No, not an oddball. A maverick. You may not play by the rules, but…by Christ, you get results. Come on..let’s go get a drink.