The Full Monty Quotes
Six unemployed steel workers form a male striptease act. The women cheer them on to go for "the full monty" - total nudity.
Dave: Well, I just pray they're a bit more understanding about us, that's all.
Horse: You what?
Dave: Well, they're going to be looking at us like that, aren't they, Eh? I mean, what if next Friday 400 women turn 'round and say "He's too fat, he's too old and he's a pigeon-chested little tosser."? What happens then, eh?
Horse: They wouldn't say that, would they?
Dave: Why not? He's just said her tits are too big.
Lomper: That's different. We're... blokes.
Dave: Yeah, and?
Gerald: I think she's got nice tits, actually.
Lomper: I never said owt about her personality, like. I mean, she's probably quite nice if you get to know her.
Dave: No. And they won't say nowt about your personality neither. Which is good 'cause you're basically a bastard. Bollocks to your personality - this is what they're looking at, right? And I'll tell you summat, mate. Anti-wrinkle cream there may be, but anti-fat-bastard cream there is none.
Horse: You what?
Dave: Well, they're going to be looking at us like that, aren't they, Eh? I mean, what if next Friday 400 women turn 'round and say "He's too fat, he's too old and he's a pigeon-chested little tosser."? What happens then, eh?
Horse: They wouldn't say that, would they?
Dave: Why not? He's just said her tits are too big.
Lomper: That's different. We're... blokes.
Dave: Yeah, and?
Gerald: I think she's got nice tits, actually.
Lomper: I never said owt about her personality, like. I mean, she's probably quite nice if you get to know her.
Dave: No. And they won't say nowt about your personality neither. Which is good 'cause you're basically a bastard. Bollocks to your personality - this is what they're looking at, right? And I'll tell you summat, mate. Anti-wrinkle cream there may be, but anti-fat-bastard cream there is none.
Gerald: [Gerald is seated at a computer at Job Club accessing data while Gaz and the others are talking and playing cards and not filling out requested forms] Button it, you lot. Some of us are trying to get a job. Ey! And it says "No Smoking" in here!
Gary 'Gaz' Schofield: Aye, and it says "Job Club" up there. When was the last time you saw one of them fuckin' walk in? You forget, Gerald, you're not our foreman anymore. You're just like the rest of us: scrap.
Gerald: Shut it! Right?
Gary 'Gaz' Schofield: Aye, and it says "Job Club" up there. When was the last time you saw one of them fuckin' walk in? You forget, Gerald, you're not our foreman anymore. You're just like the rest of us: scrap.
Gerald: Shut it! Right?
Dave: [discussing possible means of suicide] I know. You could stand in middle of road and have a mate run smack into you right fast.
Lomper: Haven't got any mates...
Gary 'Gaz' Schofield: Listen to you, we just saved your fucking life so don't tell us we're not your mates, all right?
Lomper: Really?
Gary 'Gaz' Schofield: Yeah.
Lomper: Thanks. Thanks a lot.
Dave: Yeah, me and all, I'd run ya down as soon as look at ya.
Lomper: Oh aye? Cheers.
Lomper: Haven't got any mates...
Gary 'Gaz' Schofield: Listen to you, we just saved your fucking life so don't tell us we're not your mates, all right?
Lomper: Really?
Gary 'Gaz' Schofield: Yeah.
Lomper: Thanks. Thanks a lot.
Dave: Yeah, me and all, I'd run ya down as soon as look at ya.
Lomper: Oh aye? Cheers.
Dave: [When presented with the first images of "Flashdance"] Hey, what's this? I didn't go on the nick in Asda for some chuffin' women's DYI video!
Gaz: It's "Flashdance", Dave. She's a welder, isn't she!
Dave: A welder? Well, I hope she dances better than she welds! I mean, look at that - her mix is all to cock!
Dave: Shut up, Dave. What the fuck do you know about welding, anyway?
Dave: More than some chuffin' woman! Arh, it's like Bonfire Night! That's too much acetylene, is that! Them joints will hold fuck all!
Gerald: Arh, for Christ's sake, Dave. We're looking for dancing, aren't we!
Gaz: He's got the hump about Asda!
Gaz: It's "Flashdance", Dave. She's a welder, isn't she!
Dave: A welder? Well, I hope she dances better than she welds! I mean, look at that - her mix is all to cock!
Dave: Shut up, Dave. What the fuck do you know about welding, anyway?
Dave: More than some chuffin' woman! Arh, it's like Bonfire Night! That's too much acetylene, is that! Them joints will hold fuck all!
Gerald: Arh, for Christ's sake, Dave. We're looking for dancing, aren't we!
Gaz: He's got the hump about Asda!
[before the first rehearsal Gaz has hurtled off to find Dave, finding him working as a security guard in Asda]
Gaz: Dave! What are you doing?
Dave: What's it look like?
Gaz: We're on in two days time, where the fuck are you?
Dave: I'm here, working, earning, that's where. Not pissing about! End of chat!
Gaz: Dave! What are you doing?
Dave: What's it look like?
Gaz: We're on in two days time, where the fuck are you?
Dave: I'm here, working, earning, that's where. Not pissing about! End of chat!
Gerald: You're always ahead there!
Gaz: You're always bloody behind, more like
Gerald: [to policeman] Can I borrow this?
[he rewinds the clipping of the CCTV showing their strip act]
Gerald: [to giggling police officers behind them] Shut up will ya? Watch
Police officer: [to Gaz] He's right. You're ahead.
Gaz: Bollocks!
Gaz: You're always bloody behind, more like
Gerald: [to policeman] Can I borrow this?
[he rewinds the clipping of the CCTV showing their strip act]
Gerald: [to giggling police officers behind them] Shut up will ya? Watch
Police officer: [to Gaz] He's right. You're ahead.
Gaz: Bollocks!
