Windrush:
[
in induction program, Detto detergent factory] My aunt used Detto and she came out in an appalling rash.
Detto executive:
Is that so? And I'll have you know my wife has always washed our baby's napkins in Detto and neither has shown the sign of a spot since birth.
Windrush:
Of course, my aunt's rash was on her elbow.
Detto executive:
With an attitude like that I not only see no future for you, but no future for us. You'd better go Mr Windrush. You are not the detergent type.
Kite:
My daughter, Cynthia. She works 'ere in the factory. Spindle polishing.
Windrush:
Oh, really? Perhaps I will take the room, Mr Kite.
Cynthia:
[
works canteen meeting - bored expression] What's 'e talkin' about, then?
Stanley:
Commercial intercourse with foreigners.
Cynthia:
[
eyes light up - chews gum faster]
Fred Kite:
Ahhh, Russia. All them corn fields and ballet in the evening.
Shop Steward:
You c-c-c-clot!
Shop Steward:
Hasn't started yet? Then what's he doing on a f-f-f fork lift truck?
Mrs. Kite:
[
talking about their daughter Cynthia] She just wants a bit of fun.
Fred Kite:
Yes, and she makes sure she gets it.
Minister of Labour:
[
to the press out side Number 10 Downing Street] I see great principles at stake here. As Minister of Labour you can be sure that I will act. You shall also be sure that I will not interfere... That is with those great principles I deem to be at stake...
Fred Kite:
We do not and cannot accept the principle that incompetence justifies dismissal. That is victimisation.
Windrush:
Wherever you look it's a case of "Blow you, Jack, I'm all right.
Waters:
The natural rhythm of the British worker is neither natural, rhythmic, or much to do with work.
Major Hitchcock:
We've got chaps here who could break out in a muck sweat simply by standing still.
Fred Kite:
I see from your particulars you was at college in Oxford. I was up there meself. I was at the Balliol summer school in 1946. Very good toast and preserves they give you at tea time, as you probably know.
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