Twin Town (1997) 6.2

Jeremy Lewis: I'm a big, bad, bong-banging bible basher! Fatty Lewis: This glue is for sticking my model aeroplanes together, not sticking up your noses! Buy your own bloody glue! Greyo: Dylan Thomas called Swansea "an ugly, lovely town". Terry: I'd call it... a Pretty Shitty City. Greyo: Dylan Thomas didn't do as much fucking cocaine as you, did he? Jeremy Lewis: Why is it that a 2 litre bottle of coke costs 27 pence, but a 1 litre bottle costs 37 pence? Terry: Three words? They hired a poet to do three fucking words? Jeremy Lewis, Julian Lewis: Health spa? Aaaah! Jeremy Lewis: Do you know what they do to you if you're caught doing drugs in Morroco? Julian Lewis: No? Jeremy Lewis: They hand you over to the RUG squad. Aaaah I fuckin' had ew! Jeremy Lewis: The way of the transgressor... is fuckin' 'ard, like. Bryn Cartwright: Here's twenty quid. Buy yourselves a big can of sticky-sticky, and fuck off to Noddyland. Dodgy: [Exiting Swansea train station] Fuck me, everyone's got shoes on their fucking feet! Dodgy: 'Ere, you got a Versace down here, Taff? Greyo: No. Dodgy: A Kwik-Fit? Jeremy Lewis: What's your handicap, Bryn? [Smashes golf club into Bryn's knee] Bryn Cartwright: [In agony, with tape over his mouth] MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM! Jeremy Lewis: Not bad.