Tooley:
Your expense account. You've had more fish dinners than Moby Dick. Rail fares. dry cleaning. A Chinese massage?
That's two separate items.
A Chinese and a massage.
Tooley:
I need you to bust this strike. Or I'll bust you.
You can't talk to me like that, mate.
Tooley:
Mate. I'll eat you for breakfast and blow you out my ass.
(Aggressive)
Do that and I'll register a grievance!
Hopkins:
What Mr Tooley wants to know is - which girls are feeling the pinch?
My job is to represent those women.
Tooley:
Men's jobs are at stake.
(passively)
Sandra.
Hopkins:
Sandra Beaumont. She's a bit dolly bird.
Tooley:
So one of these broads is short of money and doesn't look like Walter Matthew. Can we offer her promotions work?