Eat the Rich Page #2
- R
- Year:
- 1987
- 90 min
- 255 Views
"Nosher! Nosher!"
"Got some nice NATO
stuff this time."
"How's that?"
"Oh, very good."
"Yes."
"Yes, well done, Spider."
"Now then, what are
we going to do"
"about the Home Secretary?"
"Yeah."
"Who'd have thought the shriveled up
bastard would have got that lucky?"
"You realize that Cockney fascist could ruin
all our plans if he wins the election."
"Yeah."
"Are we gonna chop him, then?"
"Couldn't we put out
a rumor he's gay?"
"Do you speak English?"
"Yes, and I can tie
my own shoelaces too."
"Were you born in this
country?"
"Look, you're not writing
my life story, honey."
"Just give me a nice state
handout and I'll be on my way."
"- What's your address?
- Look, I've told you, I'm homeless."
"Well, then, we've nowhere
to send your gyro, have we?"
"Yeah, that's right. So why don't
you just give it to me right now?"
"Look, I haven't eaten
for two days."
"I could pass out
at any moment, right here."
"- Right now!"
"You pass out where you like. But
you're not getting any money"
"until I'm satisfied that you're not
an unnecessary burden on the state."
"Listen, you snotty b*tch! Your job
is to help the poor and needy!"
"- Not torment them!
- - You're so stupid."
"Just for that,
I'm gonna lose your file."
"Ooh!"
"Oh!"
"You've got
to help me."
"I'm a broken man. I know I'm a lazy
bastard and I've got no self respect."
"- But please give me my money!
- Uh-uh-uh!"
"You'll only gamble it,
won't you?"
"I'm gonna put the money in this
drawer until you kick the habit."
"Listen, honey, you better
give us that money,"
"- or you're in big trouble.
- Really?"
"And what sort of trouble
would that be then?"
"This."
"Oh, my God!"
"Somebody call the police!"
"Get the money!"
"I didn't wanna kill them!"
"They did it!
They made me do it!"
"I'm sorry,
but it's not our fault!"
"Quick, Ron, get that car
before I run out of bullets."
"You'd do the same
if you had had the guts!"
"We're just ordinary people
who've been pushed too far!"
"Get that car!"
"I'm a reporter!
What's your story?"
"Me and him took the law
into our own hands."
"My God, violence on the dole's
going to front cover!"
"- Who are you?
- We're the dispossessed."
"Quick pose. Nice one for the
kids, nice one with the gun."
"Thanks, super, lovely."
" Just what you need, babe "
"Isn't it funny how a few seconds
with a gun can change our lives?"
"This is Paulo.
He's in chemicals."
"Have you met the
Bishop of Suffolk?"
"- Please.
- How do you do?"
"- Very nice to meet you.
- Prince Antony,"
"Miss Fifi Letour."
"Oh, my!
I'm glad you're here."
you?"
"No, he's in
Sheffield."
"- What a shame.
- - Mr. and Mrs..."
"Lady Caroline,
this is Ricky James."
"Nice tits."
"Shame about the title.
Let's dance."
"Big tits."
"You seem a little lonely,
comrade."
"- Oh.
- Who am I going to introduce you?"
"Oh, it's all right, love."
"I'm only here
to debrief somebody."
"No, come on. Come on,
you can't be a wallflower."
"This is Fiona."
"She collects stamps."
"I didn't know you were
"- Uh-huh. Make you dream.
- I know 'cause I've seen you on the TV."
"But you look much younger
in real life."
"Really? You're not bad looking
yourself."
"- Is it true you're to be in the news on Monday?
- Uh-huh."
- You bet."
"Give me some,
will you, Spider?"
"I ain't touched the bass
in months, mate."
"Neither has he."
"Christ, all right then."
"Dr. Rock." One, two, three!"
"- All right, all right "
" I hope you sons of b*tches
see the light "
" You again, you again "
" I know you've got
a mental age of ten "
" I wouldn't swap you
" Come on, you're the one "
" I think I'm going
" I've got
the medicine you need "
" I've got the power
I've got the speed "
" I'll find out how
to stop your clock "
" We sure ain't
talking Dr. Spock "
" Hear me talking, Dr. Rock
"
" Lay down, turn around "
" Here come the sister
Gonna strip you down "
"Cheers."
"Here. I had another call
from Moscow this evening."
"And are my cruel paymasters
happy?"
"Well, they wanna know how
it's going with, um,"
"- phase four?
- Comrade, there may be just one small problem."
"What's that then?"
"Shall I wait here,
Home Secretary?"
"- Thank you, Clarence."
"And don't drink too much,
will you, Nosh?"
"- Bollocks.
- Oh..."
And Mrs. Nosher Powell."
"So you are the new
Home Secretary?"
"I don't know why they call me
that. I can't even type."
"- And you must be Mrs. Powell.
- Yes."
"Is the PM and his wife here?
My class of friends."
"His wife is just over there."
"Oh, excuse me."
"Home Secretary, do let me introduce
you to Comrade Karpov of the KGB."
"Ah, Mr. Home Secretary!
I bring you fraternal greetings"
"from the peace-loving people
of the Soviet Union."
"- Is he taking the piss or
what?"
"Can I have a picture of the two
of you together, Nosh?"
"Oh, go on then. Come here."
"- Just a bit closer.
"- for the kids, please, Nosh?
- Here."
"The only good Russian's
a dead one, eh?"
"One more, please."
"It must be nice being married
to the Prime Minister."
"Gorgeous. No other word for
it."
"Tell me, how are you getting
on at Number Ten?"
"Because your house isn't
quite as big as ours, is it?"
"Yes, but at least my Harry is the
most powerful man in the country."
"I can assure you, that we just adore
our wonderful perks that go with it."
"Really? Well, I think I'd just
be bored to death"
"if I were married to a short, chinless,
stuck-up figurehead like him."
"Yes. But that's where
we're different, you see."
if my Harry"
"was just a member
of the Cabinet, like, um..."
"- Hear me talking "
" Dr. Rock "
"Now what's all this about you
putting railways out on strike?"
"Nothing. It was a joke."
"you'll get that
right on your mush."
"No, don't hit me, Home Secretary.
We won't go on strike, I promise."
"- Good."
"- And don't you ever threaten me again.
- I'm sorry."
"I didn't know you could
play bass like that."
"Not a mystery to me, mate."
"Do you see that?"
"Could hardly miss it,
could you, governor?"
"I was afraid that might
happen."
"Yeah. Still,"
"you could always try plan B."
"Hello."
"I like your bracelets."
"See that?"
"It's three grams worth of gold.
Good, isn't it?"
"Wow! Who are you?"
"Home Sec.
Is that flash or what?"
"Very."
"- You powerful?
- Very."
"Um..."
"You don't wanna come back
to the limo with me, do you,"
"and have a little flash
or something?"
"Oh, my leg.
My poor, bloody leg."
"Let me have a look at
it."
"Tell me, Alex."
"It's just a flesh wound."
"- Oh!
- Oh, God! What are we gonna do?"
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