Woody: [Imitating Harvey] I'm Harvey and I'm here to give you jip.
Woody: Listen to me. He's a young lad. He's had a fucking bad week. So we bring him in wi' us to show him a bloody good time and you've just friggin back handed him roun' head. I'M DISAPPOINTED MATE!
Shaun: I just wondered if you'd like to be my girlfriend. I think you're lovely.
Mr. Sandhu: [after Shaun finally leaves the shop] Oh, and you're banned.
Shaun: Oh, and you're a mong.
Woody: Honestly mate, you look sterling.
Combo: [to Sandhu] Don't you fucking dare backchat me, or I will slay you now where you fucking stand, you fucking Paki cunt!
Smell: You might look about four, but you kiss like a fourty year old!
Lenny: Some people say we're racists.We're not racists. We're realists.Some people call us Nazis.We're not Nazis.No, what we are, we are nationalists and there's a reason people try to pigeonhole us like this.And that is because of one word, gentlemen.- Fear.
Woody: [after Gadget tells Shaun to go home] Now I feel bad, I feel bad now.
[Looks at Gadget]
Woody: You fucking prick, you know what you are?
[smacks a pastry out of Gadget's hands]
Woody: You're a friggin' bully, Gadget.
Lol: Beautiful? I was sixteen and pissed, it wasn't beautiful.
Passenger: I mean, do you really believe all this bullshit?
Combo: Get out, you faggot!
Smell: I loved when you gave me that cake, that was sweet. Did you make it yourself?
Shaun: [bashfully] Ya
Smell: You didn't make it yourself, did you?
Shaun: [laughing] No
Combo: [Gadget steals countless jars of sweets from Sandhu's shop] Fuckin' hell, Gadge. Couldn't you get any more fucking sweets, man?
Shaun: [Milky is bloody and unconscious] Oh, Combo, what have you done to 'im?
Combo: Men don't cry! Remember, men don't cry!
Combo: [Robbing Mr Sandu's store] What are you doing?
Accomplice: I thought I'd take a shit.
Combo: Put your arse away, mate.
