Timothy John Evans Quotes in 10 Rillington Place (1971)

Timothy John Evans: Don't you worry, Mr Christie, you'll get your money back. I'll be getting a new job shortly I shouldn't wonder. They've asked me if I want to train as a manager or as a managing director or something, you know.

John Reginald Christie: Won't you have to read and write for that?

Timothy John Evans: Oh no, no - you have secretaries, things like that, see.

John Reginald Christie: Yes, as long as I get my 10 shillings back.

Timothy John Evans: How do you actually do it?

John Reginald Christie: That's something only doctors and myself know about, it has to be secret you understand.

Timothy John Evans: You know what I've got waiting for me when I get home.

Man in Pub: The rent collector.

Timothy John Evans: Tucked up in bed next to my wife.

Man in Pub: What I said, the rent collector.

Timothy John Evans: I'll punch you next time if you don't watch it.

Man in Pub: Cool it, Taffy.

John Reginald Christie: Tim, I dislke this business as much as you do. Just I happen to have picked up this knowledge while I was in training as a doctor before the war.

Timothy John Evans: I didn't know you did all this medical stuff.

John Reginald Christie: This stuff I use, 1 in 10 might die from it.

Timothy John Evans: Die!

John Reginald Christie: Well, that's an acceptable medical risk.

John Reginald Christie: You know about it, that's the point, you're an accessory before the act.

Timothy John Evans: I done nothing. Oh God, I done nothing.

John Reginald Christie: But you knew about it Tim, you consented, that's all they'll want to know.

Timothy John Evans: I don't know what to do.

John Reginald Christie: Well we could keep quiet about it couldn't we?

Timothy John Evans: She's just lying there.

John Reginald Christie: There are ways of disposing of bodies.

Timothy John Evans: Not be buried you mean, proper service...

John Reginald Christie: Who are the police going to believe - you or me that was a special constable for ten years?

Timothy John Evans: Me of course, me!

John Reginald Christie: Alright then Tim, well you go to the police and tell them. Alright then, off you go.

Timothy John Evans: Alright I will, they'll have to believe the truth.

John Reginald Christie: Well you go on then, if you're going.

Timothy John Evans: God Mr Christie, she was only young!

John Reginald Christie: If she's come to me earlier...

Timothy John Evans: What about the baby?

John Reginald Christie: Well as it happens I know a couple in Acton, East Acton. They'll look after her for you till you get back.

Timothy John Evans: I don't know, Mr Christie.

John Reginald Christie: Well, Tim, if you haven't got complete confidence in my abilities?

Timothy John Evans: I trust you, Mr Christie, of course I do.

John Reginald Christie: You go to the police and I'll have to deny I had anything to do with it.

Timothy John Evans: They'll know, they'll know from the operation you did.

John Reginald Christie: There are no visible signs, not the way I did it.

Timothy John Evans: Alright then, I'll tell them, then they'll know.

John Reginald Christie: Who do you think they'll believe? Everyone knows those stories you come out with about your father being an Italian Count and everything.

Timothy John Evans: It's just storifying.

Timothy John Evans: I want to give myself up, I've disposed of my wife.

Det. Inspector: Now wait a minute, do you realise what you're saying?

Timothy John Evans: I know what I'm saying, I can't sleep for it, I want to get it of my chest... she was expecting see and we had one already. Anyhow, I met this fellow in Ipswich, in a caff, he just came up to me and gave me this bottle of stuff. I told her not to take it but she said she was going to anyhow. So I come home from work and there she is - dead, she had the empty bottle besdie her... I didn't know what to do so I got... I didn't know what to do so at 2 in the morning I got her downstairs and I opened the drain outside the front door and I... put her body down the drain... and then I come down here.

Det. Inspector: Do you want to make a statement, in writing?

Timothy John Evans: ...I'll tell you about it and you write it down eh, I'm not all that educated, I don't do any of that reading and writing.

Det. Inspector: Well now, the drain where you said you put your wife's body, its been examined, there's nothing there.

Timothy John Evans: [Uncertain] I put it there...

Det. Inspector: I see, its a manhole is it.

Timothy John Evans: I expect so.

Det. Inspector: Who helped you lift the lid off?

Timothy John Evans: I did it myself.

Det. Inspector: Who are you trying to kid, it took 3 men to lift it off.

Timothy John Evans: I don't know about that - I did it...

Timothy John Evans: Alright, I only said that to protect a man named Christie.

Det. Inspector: Christie?

Timothy John Evans: Yes, its not true about the man in the caff... now I'll tell you the truth.

Beryl Evans: you look like Gregory Peck. Around your eyes I mean.

[after going to the cinema]

Timothy John Evans: he's about seven foot three.

[chuckles]

Beryl Evans: Did you like it. I really like Gregory Peck do you?

[having a drink at the pub]

Timothy John Evans: Yeah he's alright.

Beryl Evans: you look like him. around the eyes.

Timothy John Evans: Come on girl you've hardly had one drink. He's about seven foot three for starters.

Timothy John Evans: What's it say Mr Christie?

John Reginald Christie: Er, well you're in arrears on your payment for your furniture - I paid the man 10 shillings out of my own pocket - I don't want this house getting a name Tim!

Timothy John Evans: She's not alive.