New Tricks (TV Series)
Couldn't Organise One (2008)
Dennis Waterman: Gerry Standing
Quotes
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Jack Halford : How did you get on? Enjoy yourself with Jacinta?
Gerry Standing : No, not really. I don't fancy her.
Det Supt Sandra Pullman : I'm sure she'll get over it.
Gerry Standing : No, you don't understand. I don't fancy her - it's weird.
Det Supt Sandra Pullman : Maybe you're finally emerging from puberty.
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[first lines]
TV Reporter : [on TV] After hearing the guilty verdict, Deputy Assistant Commissioner Robert Strickland gave this reaction.
D A C Strickland : It is hard to comprehend how a detective of McAdam's rank and experience could have deceived his fellow officers for so long.
Gerry Standing : 'Cause you were in charge of him, you pillock!
D A C Strickland : We will now undertake a full and thorough review of all the major investigations led by DCI Mcadam during the last fifteen years.
Brian Lane : Ouch.
Jack Halford : Fifteen years.
Gerry Standing : Pity the poor bastards who've got to sort that lot out.
Det Supt Sandra Pullman : [holding a thick file] Yes, pity.
Brian Lane : But it's nothing to do with us; those are all closed cases.
Det Supt Sandra Pullman : All except this one.
Gerry Standing : No way!
Det Supt Sandra Pullman : You don't want to do it?
Jack Halford : No.
Det Supt Sandra Pullman : Nineteen ninety-eight, a twenty-six-year-old named Graham Thompson drowned in a vat of beer. Felspar's Brewery, Hoxton - as in the still functioning, still making beer Felspar's.
[pause]
Det Supt Sandra Pullman : OK. Fair enough.
Brian Lane : Felspar's. I must have drunk gallons of the stuff.
Gerry Standing : We could have a *little* look.
Jack Halford : Wouldn't hurt.
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Gerry Standing : The brewery paid for most of this, didn't it?
Jacinta Felspar : I got this the hard way: I married someone.
Gerry Standing : Tell me about it.
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[last lines]
Gerry Standing : I told you there was something weird going on.
Det Supt Sandra Pullman : Seeing as you were so right, you can so write this one up. Good night.
Jack Halford : Good night.
Brian Lane : Night.
Gerry Standing : Uh, good night.
[opens a bottle of Far-Reaching Bitter]
Gerry Standing : Last one. What a shame.