Tintin: We failed.
Captain Haddock: Failed. There are plenty of others willing to call you a failure. A fool. A loser. A hopeless souse. Don't you ever say it of yourself. You send out the wrong signal, that is what people pick up. Don't you understand? You care about something, you fight for it. You hit a wall, you push through it. There's something you need to know about failure, Tintin. You can never let it defeat you.
Tintin: We've got bad news. We've only got one bullet.
Captain Haddock: What's the good news?
Tintin: We've got ONE bullet.
Tintin: What have you done?
Captain Haddock: I lit a wee fire...
Tintin: IN A BOAT?
Captain Haddock: So you thought you'd sneak in an' catch me with me trousers down, eh?
Tintin: Would rather you kept your trousers on if it's all the same to you!
Billy: So, what's it like, like?
Dad: What's what like?
Billy: London.
Dad: I don't know, son. I never made it past Durham.
Billy: Have you never been?
Dad: Why would I want to go to London?
Billy: It's the capital city.
Dad: Well, there are no mines in London.
Billy: Jesus Christ, is that all you think about?
Billy: I don't want a childhood. I want to be a ballet dancer.
Billy: Just because I like ballet doesn't mean I'm a poof, you know.
Debbie: If you want, I'll show you me fanny.
Billy: Nah, I'm all right.
Billy: I don't want to do your stupid fucking audition! You only want me to do it for your own benefit.
Billy: All right, all right, don't lose your blob.
Tutor 1: What does it feel like when you're dancing?
Billy: Don't know. Sorta feels good. Sorta stiff and that, but once I get going... then I like, forget everything. And... sorta disappear. Sorta disappear. Like I feel a change in my whole body. And I've got this fire in my body. I'm just there. Flyin' like a bird. Like electricity. Yeah, like electricity.
Mrs. Wilkinson: She must've been a very special woman, your mother.
Billy: No she was just me mam.
Sgt. David Tate: All right, boys lets get this trench secure.
Pfc. Charlie Shakespeare: Sarge.
Pvt. Thomas Quinn: Yes, sergeant.
Pvt. Jack Hawkstone: Yes, sarge.
Pvt. Barry Starinski: Fuckin' hell, sarge.
Esca: How can a piece of metal mean so much to you?
Marcus Aquila: The eagle is not a piece of metal. The eagle is Rome.
Esca: I hate everything you stand for.
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