Shaun Quotes in Shaun of the Dead (2004)

Shaun: David, kill the Queen!

David: What?

Shaun: The jukebox!

Shaun: As Mr. Sloan always says, there is no "I" in team, but there is an "I" in pie. And there's an "I" in meat pie. Anagram of meat is team... I don't know what he's talking about.

[looking through Shaun's LPs for suitable records to throw at two approaching zombies]

Ed: 'Purple Rain'?

Shaun: No.

Ed: 'Sign o' the Times'?

Shaun: Definitely not.

Ed: The 'Batman' soundtrack?

Shaun: Throw it.

Ed: 'Dire Straits'?

Shaun: Throw it.

Ed: Ooh, 'Stone Roses'.

Shaun: Um, No.

Ed: 'Second Coming'.

Shaun: I like it!

Ed: Ahhh! 'Sade'.

Shaun: Yeah, but that's Liz's!

Ed: Yeah, but she did dump you.

Shaun: Oh!

Ed: What's the plan then?

Shaun: Right.

[cuts to dream sequence]

Shaun: We take Pete's car, we drive over to Mum's, we go in, take care of Philip - "I'm so sorry, Philip" - then we grab Mum, we go over to Liz's place, hole up, have a cup of tea and wait for this whole thing to blow over.

Ed: Why have we got to go to Liz's?

Shaun: Because we do.

Ed: But she dumped you!

Shaun: I have to know if she's all right!

Ed: Why?

Shaun: Because I love her!

Ed: All right... gayyy... I'm not staying there, though.

Shaun: Why not?

Ed: If we hole up, I wanna be somewhere familiar, I wanna know where the exits are, and I wanna be allowed to smoke.

Shaun: Okay.

[cuts to dream sequence again]

Shaun: We take Pete's car, go round Mum's, go in, deal with Philip - "Sorry, Philip!" - grab Mum, go to Liz's, pick her up, bring her back here, have a cup of tea and wait for this whole thing to blow over.

Ed: Perfect!

Shaun: No, no, no, no, no, wait, we can't bring her back here.

Ed: Why not?

Shaun: Well, it's not really safe, is it?

Ed: Yeah, look at the state of it.

Shaun: Where's safe? Where's familiar?

Ed: Where can I smoke?

[Shaun and Ed pause then slowly make a realisation]

Shaun: [cuts to dream sequence a third time] Take car. Go to Mum's. Kill Phil - "Sorry." - grab Liz, go to the Winchester, have a nice cold pint, and wait for all of this to blow over. How's that for a slice of fried gold?

Ed: Yeah, boyyyeee!

[Shaun and Ed clang their weapons together]

Shaun: [about Ed] He's not my boyfriend!

Ed: [handing beer to Shaun] It might be a bit warm, the cooler's off.

Shaun: Thanks, babe.

[winks]

Ed: Any zombies out there?

Shaun: Don't say that!

Ed: What?

Shaun: That!

Ed: What?

Shaun: The zed-word. Don't say it!

Ed: Why not?

Shaun: Because it's ridiculous!

Ed: All right... are there any out there, though?

[looking out of the letter-box, he sees an empty street]

Shaun: I can't see any. Maybe it's not as bad as all that.

[he turns his head and sees a pack of zombies]

Shaun: Oh, no, there they are.

Shaun: As Bertrand Russell once said, "The only thing that will redeem mankind is cooperation." I think we can all appreciate the relevance of that now.

Liz: Was that on a beer mat?

Shaun: Yeah, it was Guinness Extra Cold.

Liz: I won't say anything.

Shaun: Thanks.

Pete: It's four in the fucking morning!

Shaun: It's Saturday!

Pete: No, it's not. It's fucking Sunday. And I've got to go to fucking work in four fucking hours 'cos every other fucker in my fucking department is fucking ill! Now can you see why I'm SO FUCKING ANGRY?

Ed: Fuck, yeah!

Liz: Shaun?

Shaun: Yeah?

Liz: You see what I'm saying?

Shaun: Yep, totally.

Liz: I know he's your best friend, but you do live with him.

Shaun: I know.

Liz: It's not that I don't like Ed.

[Liz looks over at Ed who is playing an arcade game]

Liz: Ed, it's not that I don't like you.

Ed: It's all right.

Liz: It would just be nice if we could...

Ed: [talking to the arcade machine] Fuck!

Liz: ...spend a bit more time together...

Ed: [talking to the arcade machine] Bollocks!

Liz: ...just the two of us.

Ed: [talking to the arcade machine] Cock it!

Liz: It's just with Ed here, it's no wonder I always bring my flat-mates out and then that only exacerbates things.

Shaun: What do you mean?

Liz: Well you guys hardly get on, do you?

Shaun: No, what does "exacerbate" mean?

Liz: It means um, to make things worse.

Shaun: Right. Well I mean, it's not that I don't like David and Di.

[Shaun looks over at David and Di at the table next to them]

Shaun: Guys, it's not that I don't like you.

David, Dianne: [together] It's all right.

Shaun: And it's not that I don't want to spend time with you cause I do. It's just... Ed doesn't have too many friends.

Ed: Can I get... any of you cunts... a drink?

Ed: [sees a zombified Pete] Hey, Shaun, look who it is!

Shaun: Fuck-a-doodle-do!

Shaun: Do you want anything from the shop?

Ed: Cornetto.

Ed: Do you want your messages?

Shaun: What?

Ed: Well, your mum rang about you going around tomorrow night, and then Liz rang about the two of you eating out tonight, and then your mum rang back to see if I wanted to eat her out tonight.

Shaun: *What*?

[after the gun fires in the pub, proving Ed correct]

Shaun: Okay. But dogs CAN look up!

[Shaun has just fought a zombie unassisted]

Shaun: [sarcastically] Feel free to step in any time!

Ed: You did all right.

David: I didn't want to cramp your style.

[Shaun and Ed back up to the body of a man they've just hit and Shaun rolls down his window]

Shaun: Are you all right?

Ed: Come on, let's just go.

Shaun: Hello?

Ed: He's going to be dead either way.

Shaun: Ed, that's not the point!

[the body rises and moans, zombified, at Shaun and Ed]

Shaun: Oh, thank God for that.

[Shaun leads the zombies away from the pub to create a diversion]

Shaun: Come and get it! It's a running buffet!

[shouts]

Shaun: All you can eat!

Shaun: [about Ed] I've known him since primary school, you know? I like having him around, he's a laugh.

Pete: What, because he can impersonate an orangutan? Fuck-a-doodle-doo!

Shaun: Oh, leave him alone.

Pete: All right, I admit, he can pretty funny on occasion. Like that time we stayed up all night drinking apple Schnappes and playing Tekken 2.

Shaun: Oh yeah.

[laughing]

Shaun: When was that?

Pete: [laughing] That was five years ago. When's he going home?

Shaun: Look, I don't care what the telly says, all right? We *have* to get out of here. If we don't they'll tear us to pieces, and that is really going to exacerbate things for all of us.

Liz: Goodbye, Ed. Love you.

Ed: Cheers!

Shaun: I love you too, man.

Ed: Gaaayy!

Barbara: [over the phone] Some men tried to get into the house.

Shaun: Well are they still there?

Barbara: [over the phone] I'm not sure, we've shut the curtains.

Shaun: Did you try the police?

Barbara: [over the phone] Well I thought about it.

Shaun: Are you OK? Did they hurt you?

Barbara: [over the phone] No I'm fine. I'm fine.

Shaun: Mum...

Barbara: [over the phone] Well they were a bit... bitey.

Shaun: [concerned] Mum, have you been bitten?

Barbara: [over the phone] No... But Philip has.

Shaun: [calmly] Oh, OK.

Ed: Has she been bitten?

Shaun: [to Ed] No, Philip has.

Ed: [calmly] Oh, OK.

Shaun: Listen, Mum, what sort of state is he in?

Barbara: [over the phone] Oh, he's fine. Bit under the weather.

Shaun: I see.

Ed: What's the deal?

Shaun: [to Ed] We may have to kill my step-dad.

[Shaun hits the zombie pub owner with the butt of the rifle]

Ed: Why didn't you just shoot him, man?

Shaun: Ed, for the last time...

[Shaun squeezes the trigger of the gun, and it actually fires!]

Ed: [gleefully] I fucking knew it!

Liz: You hang out with my friends? Sorry, a failed actress and a twat?

Shaun: Well, that's a bit harsh.

Liz: Your words!

Shaun: I did NOT call Dianne a failed actress!

[Repeated exchange]

Yvonne: Shaun! How are you doing?

Shaun: Surviving.

Shaun: Pete? Pete?

Ed: Why don't we just go up?

Shaun: No. No. Wait. No. No! Don't go up there!

Ed: Why not?

Shaun: Because A, he might be one of them, and B, he might still be annoyed. Pete? Maybe he went into work.

Ed: Well, how come he didn't drive? His keys are still here.

Shaun: Well, maybe he got a lift; he said he wasn't feeling very well. Pete?

Ed: OI, PRICK!

[There is a pause]

Shaun, Ed: [together] He's not in.

Shaun: Well maybe one should do the other, and then do themselves.

Liz: Oh maybe you should do me, I'll only muck it up if I have to do myself.

[Shaun mimes shooting Liz and then himself, to see how it feels]

Shaun: You know, I don't think I've got it in me to shoot my flatmate, my mum, and my girlfriend all in the same night.

Liz: [pauses] What makes you think I'd have taken you back?

Shaun: Well... You don't want to die single do you?

Ed: [interrupting] That's it. I would like to be shot.

Shaun: Besides, I've changed. I haven't had a fag since yesterday, I promise!

Ed: He hasn't!

Shaun: Ohh, for God's sake! He's got an arm off!

Shaun: [about Ed] Oh, he sells a bit of weed every now and again, you know. You've sold puff.

Pete: Yeah. Once. At college. To you.

[last lines]

Videogame Voice: Player two has entered the game.

[Ed, now a zombie, tries to bite Shaun]

Shaun: Ed!

Ed: [groans]

Ed: See? You don't need Liz to have a good time.

Shaun: Oh, don't, man.

Ed: No! Go ahead, look at me. Can I just say one more thing? I'm not gonna say, you know, there's plenty more fish in the sea. I'm not going to say if you love her, let her go. And I'm not going to bombard you with clichés. But what I will say is this?

[chuckling]

Ed: It's not the end of the world.

[Shaun tries to get out of Philip's Jaguar]

Shaun: Philip, have you still got the child-locks on?

Philip: Safety first, Shaun.

David: You still haven't met his mum?

Shaun: Not yet!

Dianne: Don't you get on with your mum, Shaun?

Shaun: It's not that I don't get on with her...

David: Are you ashamed by your mum, Shaun?

Shaun: No! I love my mum!

Ed: I love his mum too.

Shaun: Ed!

Ed: [singing] She's like butter!

Shaun: Ed!

[Shaun is surprised to see that Liz has a pack of cigarettes]

Liz: You left them in my flat.

Shaun: Yeah, in the bin!

Liz: I was desperate.

Shaun: Sneaky monkey...

[after Shaun gets shouted at by Liz]

David: Basically, I'd say your nine lives are up, Shaun

Shaun: Get fucked, four eyes! Why don't you go out with her if you love her so much?

David: What do you mean by that?

[storms off]

David: Well, I don't know what he meant by that.

[uncomfortable silence]

Shaun: If you get cornered...

[hits himself on head with cricket bat]

Shaun: ...bash 'em in the head, that seems to work. Ow.

Shaun: [to a girl in the garden] Excuse me?

[no response]

Shaun: Excuse me?

[no response]

Shaun: Hellew?

[no response]

Ed: [picks up a pebble and throws it off her back] Oi!

[girl turns round, a zombie]

Shaun: Oh, my God! She's so drunk!

Shaun: No, Noel, no matter you might think, okay, I do not find it difficult to keep my work and my social life separate.

Worker: Shaun, it's Liz for you.

[hands him the phone]

Ed: [Directing Shaun on where to shoot] There!

Shaun: Where?

Ed: Three o'clock!

Dianne: Oh! Over there again. Quarter to twelve.

Shaun: What?

David: Eleven forty-five!

Shaun: Keep it simple!

Ed: Top left!

Shaun: Mum, look, what would you say if I told you that over the years Philip's been quite unkind to me?

Barbara: Well you weren't always the easiest person to live with.

Shaun: Mum, he chased me around the garden with a bit of wood!

Barbara: Well you did call him a you-know-what!

Shaun: Oh what, did he tell you that?

Barbara: Yes he did.

Shaun: Motherfucker!

Barbara: Shaun!

Shaun: Sorry mother... mum!

Shaun: Did you know that on several occasions... he touched me?

[long pause, then Barbara turns to look at Shaun]

Shaun: That wasn't true. Made it up. Shouldn't have done. Sorry.

Liz: Well... is it clear?

Shaun: No.

Liz: How many?

Shaun: Lots.

[pan up to show a horde of zombies behind the fence]

Shaun: You're the one that's gone from being a chartered accountant to Charlton Heston!

David: I'm not a chartered accountant!

Shaun: Well, you look like one!

Ed: YEAH!

David: I'm a lecturer.

Shaun: You're a twat!

Ed: YEAH!

[repeated line]

Shaun: Ed, this is serious!

[Shaun hands Liz a bunch of flowers]

Shaun: Got you these.

[Liz reads the label]

Liz: "To a wonderful mum"?

Shaun: [sniggers] Oooh! Yeah, that's, because... I thought, it would be, funny, because of what you said last night about me y'know, don't wanna be my mum and that. It's just a little joke, just sort of spur of the moment...

[long pause]

Liz: They're for your mum, aren't they?

Shaun: Yeah.

Liz: Smooth.

[trying to call the emergency services]

Ed: Shaun, what's going on?

Shaun: Shit, it's engaged!

Ed: How about an ambulance?

Shaun: It's engaged, Ed.

Ed: A fire engine?

Shaun: It's one number, Ed, and it's busy! Okay? What you want a fire engine for, anyway?

Ed: Anything with flashing lights, you know?

Shaun: Would anyone like... a peanut?

[while he is disguised as a zombie, Ed's phone rings and he answers it]

[others look horrified]

Ed: Two seconds!

[he chats on his phone until Shaun knocks it out of his hand]

Ed: Oi! What are you doing?

Shaun: [shouts] What am I doing? What are you doing, you stupid moron?

Ed: Fuck off!

Shaun: [shouts] You fuck off! Fuck fucking off! I've spent... look at me! I've spent my entire life sticking my neck out for you and all you ever do is fuck things up! Fuck things up and make me look stupid! Well, I'm not going to let you do it any more. OK? Not today!

Liz: Shaun!

Shaun: What?

[sees the hundreds of zombies staring at them]

Shaun: Oh.

Shaun: [looking behind Ed's shoulder at the old woman in the pub] All right, what about her, then?

Ed: [looking back at her, then to Shaun] Ooooooh... cockacidal maniac. Ex-porn star. She's done it all. They say she starred in the world's first interracial hardcore loop...

[moves his hands to indicate sex]

Ed: Café au lait...

[points at Shaun]

Ed: ... pour vous!

[David discovers that the zombies have somehow made it into the bar. Shaun, Ed and Liz are still beating the barman]

Shaun: Why is Queen still playing?

David: Ah, we have a situation here.

Shaun: I KNOW!

[Shaun nervously addresses the rest of the electronics store staff]

Shaun: Now, as well as, er, Mr. Sloane being off today, I'm afraid Ash is, er, feeling a little bit, erm, under the weather. So I will be taking charge as the, erm...

Noel: ...oldest...

Shaun: ...senior staff member.

[the jukebox starts playing a love song after Liz has broken up with Shaun]

Ed: Who the hell put this on?

Shaun: [tearfully] It's on random.

[on leaving the front door open]

Pete: Now, I'm not saying it was you.

Shaun: I know, man...

Pete: I'm saying it was Ed.

Shaun: Right.

Dianne: SHAUN!

[Dianne throws a dart and misses]

Shaun: NO!

[Dianne throws another dart and hits the zombie]

Shaun: YES, yes, in the head!

[Dianne throws a third dart and hits Shaun in the head on accident]

Shaun: AHHHHHHHHH!

Shaun: They still out there?

[Ed checks, revealing two zombies scratching at the window]

Ed: Yeah. What you think we should do?

Shaun: Have a sit down?

[Ed pulls the car over after doing a couple of 360s]

Ed: Whoa, mama!

Shaun: Christ! What the hell do you think you're doing?

Ed: Chill out. Everyone's all right.

Shaun: Stop telling me to chill out!

[Shaun and Ed pull up to Barbara's house and sees Philip's Jaguar in the driveway]

Ed: Oh! Hello! Who's a pretty boy, then?

[wolf whistle]

Ed: You didn't tell me Barbara had a Jag. I've always wanted to drive one of those.

Shaun: Yeah, well, it's Philip's, okay? He won't let anybody near it. Honestly, I put half a Mars bar in the glove box once and he chased me around the garden with a bit of wood.

Ed: Fuck. It's gorgeous.

Ed: You gonna thank me then?

Shaun: For what?

Ed: Tidying up!

Shaun: Doesn't look that tidy.

Ed: Well, I had a few beers when I finished.

Shaun: All right, I've got a car outside, but it's going to be a bit cramped, so has anyone got transport?

Dianne: Yes, yes!

Shaun: Great, where?

Dianne: Oh? No, well I passed my test.

Ed: I'm sorry, Shaun.

Shaun: It's OK.

Ed: No, I'm *sorry*, Shaun.

Shaun: What?

[smells Ed's fart]

Shaun: Oh, God, that's rotten!

Ed: I'll stop doing it when you stop laughing!

Shaun: I am not laughing!

[Shaun and Ed are getting psyched-up to go to Shaun's mum's to kill Philip]

Shaun: I gotta do a wee first.

[repeated line]

Shaun: He's not my Dad, he's my stepdad!

[a jukebox begins playing Queen's "Don't Stop Me Now" while the zombie pub owner attacks the group]

Shaun: Who the hell put this on?

Ed: It's on random.

Liz: For fuck's sake!

Ed: Big Al says so.

Shaun: Yeah, but Big Al says dogs can't look up!

Ed: There's a girl in the garden.

Shaun: What?

Ed: In the garden, there is a girl.

Shaun: Well, I mean, it's not that I don't like David and Di, you know.

[to David and Diane]

Shaun: Guys, it's not that I don't like you.

Dianne: [shrugs] It's all right.

Shaun: [turns to Liz] And I do want to spend time with you.

[pause]

Shaun: It's just Ed doesn't have too many friends...

[showing customers in the shop a TV set, sounding bored out of his mind, almost a zombie, in a droning voice]

Shaun: This one comes with a basic sort of digital package, uh, you got your Lifestyle Channels there, a bit of "Trisha," um, you got "Entertainment" - don't know what that is. News. All the basic, uh, news channels.

[David points a gun at Shaun's mother Barbara]

Shaun: Don't point that gun at my mum!

Ed: Don't point that gun at Barbara!

David: [Points a gun at Shaun's mother Barbara]

Shaun: Don't point that gun at my mum!

Ed: Don't point that gun at Barbara!

Shaun: You've been to a lock-in.

Liz: Several.

Philip: [to Shaun as he's holding his neck after being bitten] You are not driving that car...

Shaun: PHILIP! Give me the car keys...

Liz: You should do me. I'll muck it up if I have to do myself.

Shaun: [breaking down] I don't think I've got it in me to shoot my flatmate, my mum and my girlfriend all in the same evening!

Shaun: [after boy kicks a ball at him] Hey! You're dead!

Shaun: Lance, I want you to stay in your room.

Lance: Why?

Shaun: Because you're an embarrassment.

Lance: OK!

Principal Harbert: People, June is just around the corner, let's talk graduation speakers. Ideas?

Shaun: Toni Morrison, she's in town that same weekend for a book signing. She's won the Nobel Prize.

Principal Harbert: Interesting... Dana, didn't you say you have a cousin who was friends with Britney spears?

Shaun: Mom, you know money can't buy happiness...

Cindy: Oh grow up, yes it can!

Shaun: But you and Dad have money and you're both miserable.

Cindy: ...He's miserable?

Shaun: Dude... dude... dude!

[Lance stops vaccuming]

Shaun: Where are Bob's pain pills?

Lance: Here!

Shaun: No, this is Excedrin!

Lance: It's a decoy... I put all my stash in bottles... yellow are painkillers, they go in the Excedrin!

Shaun: Listen to me, I need Bob's pain pills!

Lance: Bob doesn't have any pain pills.

Shaun: Yes he does!

Lance: Not anymore, I sold them.

Shaun: I have to go to college.

Cindy: Why?

Shaun: Because it's what you do after high school.

Ashley: You know how you told me that every night before you go to bed you'd pray that you'd get into Stanford?

Shaun: Yeah?

Ashley: Well the other night I prayed for something too.

Shaun: What?

Ashley: I prayed... that you wouldn't get into Stanford.

Shaun: [astonished] Why?

Ashley: Well I didn't really think it was gonna work!

Shaun: Hey guys, what's up?

Chad: Hey, what's up dude? Hey dude, check this out. Last night we're at this party, and little Arlo here,he decides to like confess his undying love to me. Did I tell ya he was a fruitcake or what?

Arlo: Bro, that's not true. This is the real story dude. Chad crashed at my house right, and I woke up in the night, he wa fondling my...

Chad: Dude, I lost my keys. I was looking for 'em.

Shaun: You think you're going to create a T-shirt company? You can't even dress yourself!

Shaun: What are you doing lying there?

Lance: Oh, my parole officer wants to give me a drug test and I need your urine... can I score some of your piss?

Shaun: Yeah.

Lance: Awesome, man.

Lance: [Stripped down to his underwear] Shaun. Shaun...

Lance: Shaun. It's so psychedelic. Buddy, I light one match, and the building blows up.

[Giggles deviously, while Shaun looks slightly horrified]

Lance: Well, I was just tryin' to help you, bro.

Shaun: [Incredulous] By lighting the building on fire?

Lance: Well, I was high...

Shaun: You're *always* high! Y-you're a drugged out loser. You think you're gonna' create a T-shirt company? You can't even dress yourSELF!

Lance: [Deflated] Harsh.

Shaun: I should have seen this coming. The one day I need my family to come through for me, they end up doing what they always do: my father goes ballistic, my mother gets plastered, and my brother burns down a building. It's like they've all come together in some evil conspiracy to prevent me from getting anywhere.

Ashley: [Annoyed] Is that what you think?

Shaun: What else am I supposed to think?

Ashley: You know, I really believed, that you wanted to go to Stanford, because you wanted to study with Marcus Skinner. But that's not it, is it?

Shaun: What are you talking about?

Ashley: You want to run away. You want to be free of everybody. And you think by coming up here, you're gonna' meet people who are smarter, and saner... and better. You know, if you went to Stanford, that'd be the end of us. It doesn't seem to me that thought's ever crossed your mind.

Shaun: Oh, Ashley, come on!

Ashley: Shaun, I'm sorry you didn't get into Stanford. But if you think that going here is the only way that you can be the person you want to be, well, then I just feel sorry for you.

[Lance has discovered that Shaun can't get into Stanford]

Lance: You should sue, man. This isn't right. Sue the school.

Shaun: Shut up, Lance.

Lance: Or you know what? Just go to Stanford anyway. Go there and take the classes. Don't take "no" for an answer. Just say, "I'm goin' here. Kiss my ass."

Shaun: That's actually a good idea!

Lance: What is?

Shaun: I should! I should go up to Stanford! If I talk with the dean of admissions face to face, and tell him my situation, - he's gotta let me in.

Lance: I can get you there in three hours.

Spitzer: My junior prom I stayed home with a roll of cookie dough and TV-Land.

Shaun: I watched my junior prom from outside in the bushes for three hours.

Spitzer: Oh, that's so Stella Dallas!

School Bully: Keith. Keithy. oi, oi.

[whistles]

Shaun: Talkin' to me?

[nods]

Shaun: What?

School Bully: I never knew Keith Chegwin had a son.

Shaun: Piss off.

School Bully: What the fuck are they?

Shaun: These, I'm wearing them for a bet, what's your excuse?

School Bully: Cheeky Bastard. Woodstock's that way pal.

Shaun: Fuck off, at least I don't look like count Dracula.

Shaun: You think your funny yeh?

Shaun: yeh.

School Bully: You think your funny you little spaz?

Shaun: Yeh.

School Bully: You want to hear a fucking joke yeh?

Shaun: Yeh, yeh go on then

School Bully: How many people can you fit into a mini?

Shaun: I don't fucking know how many?

School Bully: Three in the back, two in the front, and your fucking dad in the ashtray.

Shaun: You fucker!

Mr. Sandhu: [after Shaun finally leaves the shop] Oh, and you're banned.

Shaun: Oh, and you're a mong.

Shaun: I just wondered if you'd like to be my girlfriend. I think you're lovely.

Shaun: [Milky is bloody and unconscious] Oh, Combo, what have you done to 'im?

Combo: Men don't cry! Remember, men don't cry!

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

Shaun: Get me... 'undred fags, two bottles of wine, a bottle of whisky, and ten cans of lager now.

Mr. Sandhu: You know what you're gonna have? Nothing!

Shaun: What?

Mr. Sandhu: You know you're not supposed to be in here. Go. Out. Bang.

Shaun: Just fucking get them, you Paki bastard!

Mr. Sandhu: [Bewildered] What did you say?

Shaun: Get them you FILTHY - PAKI - BASTARD!

Mr. Sandhu: Right! That's it!

[Begins chasing Shaun around the shop until he catches him]

Mr. Sandhu: That's it!

Shaun: Get off!

Mr. Sandhu: Get out!

Combo: [Entering the shop] What's going on, mate? You gotta problem?

Mr. Sandhu: [Wrestling Shaun towards the door] He's been calling me a Paki bastard. Just open the door and I'll let him out. Go on, mate.

Combo: [Suddenly brandishing a huge knife] GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF HIM NOW! FUCKING HANDS OFF HIM!

Shaun: [Last scene. Shaun drowns his St George's Cross Flag in a pond then stares mournfully into the camera]

Shaun: At least I don't look like Dracula!

Shaun: You're so beautiful.

Zach: [laughs] Shut up.

Shaun: Hey, learn to take a compliment.

Zach: Thanks.

Zach: I can't just take whatever I want. My life is not like that.

Shaun: You'll never get what you want unless you take it.

Shaun: [looking through Zach's art portfolio] Wow.

Zach: [trying to grab it away from him] Whoa! What're you doing?

Shaun: Easy, dude, it's OK. I want to look at it.

Zach: Nobody ever looks at that.

Shaun: Wow. Is that Cody?

Zach: Yeah.

Shaun: Sad Cody.

Zach: You could tell?

Shaun: Yeah, and how you darkened it around his head. This is incredible - and there's no toys in his room. Wow - awesome.

Zach: Yeah, he'd just gotten scolded. He was trying to understand why. So he came into my room. He hasn't left yet. It's the only place he could sleep.

Shaun: Where are you?

Zach: Gettin' warmer... colder... turn around. I'm so sorry.

Shaun: You better be.

Zach: You sent in my application?

Shaun: Yeah... why're you here? What changed?

Zach: I did.