Prime Suspect (1991)
DCI Jane Tennison: So what do you think?
DI Frank Burkin: About what, sir?
DCI Jane Tennison: My voice suddenly got lower, has it? Maybe my knickers are too tight. Listen, I like to be called Governor or The Boss. I don't like Ma'am - I'm not the bloody Queen. So take your pick.
DI Frank Burkin: Yes Ma'am.
[to a nosy neighbour, about her husband]
Moyra Henson: What are you staring at? He's gone out, now he's back, all right?... Nosy old bitch.
[Looks up and sees the police, who have been spying on her flat. She hesitates before unzipping her top and flashing her breasts]
[Searching Moyra Henson's house]
DI Frank Burkin: Where's your bathroom?
Moyra Henson: [voice] This is harrassment you know! You've already been here two days on the trot! What are you looking for this time? I've got an appointment to keep you know!
[Moyra comes into camera view]
Moyra Henson: How long are you going to be this time?
[Frank picks up her laundry basket]
Moyra Henson: And you can put that laundry back, sonny! Unless your a perverted crotch sniffer. Those are my dirty knickers! And I know how many there are!
DCI Jane Tennison: How'd you feel about your boyfriend picking up prostitutes?
Moyra Henson: I love it! Gives me a night's rest!
DI Frank Burkin: How'd the interview go?
DCI Jane Tennison: E D Williams is a 35 year old with history of a mental disorder who has a passion for watching trains at *Euston* station. Now either Sergeant Otley need his friggin' head seen to or he's sending me on a wild goose chase around London!
[George is talking about a day out with his mother when he was a child]
George Marlow: Just as we got to the gates. The lads they all saw it... The wind blew her wig off.
Moyra Henson: [begins to laugh] You're kidding me? Blew her wig off? No...
[she bursts into hysterical laughter]
George Marlow: It wasn't funny, Moyra!
Moyra Henson: [laughing] I'm sorry.
George Marlow: Dad ran down the road to try and get it back.
[Moyra continues to laugh]
George Marlow: Mum just stood there. I didn't know she had no hair... Well, Dad tried to help her put it back on, but he got the parting on the wrong...
[Moyra continues to laugh hysterically]
George Marlow: Underneath all that glamour she was... ugly. Like she was someone I never knew.
Moyra Henson: Did all the kids see it?
Moyra Henson: Did she ever mention it again?
[George shakes his head]
Moyra Henson: I've never said anything; it's always been obvious to me, I mean... Just thought it was old age. How long has she been bald then?
George Marlow: Dunno, she never mentions it. Still pretends, always telling me she needs a good shampoo and trim.
Moyra Henson: Just goes to show you - the Rita Hayworth of Warrington was really Yul Brynner in disguise.
[they both slowly burst into laughter]
[talking about a murdered woman in a reconstruction on the TV]
Pam: She was a pretty girl.
Mrs. Tennison: That's not the real girl. That's someone dressed up to look like her.
Mr. Tennison: They can't have the real girl, woman, because she's dead!
DCI Jane Tennison: Did you also do a hairdressing course?
Moyra Henson: No.
DCI Jane Tennison: So you're not a hairdresser?
Moyra Henson: No. But I once had a Siamese cat.
Cmdr. Trayner: He reckons she deserves a break.
DCS Michael Kernan: Oh, I see... female murder squad officer. The ball's in my court, isn't it?
Cmdr. Trayner: THe flying squad reckons she's got 'em... balls!