Grabbers

& O’Shea: Milk?
    Lisa: What kind?
    O’Shea: Cow’s.

& O’Shea: Where are you stationed?
    Lisa: Dublin Central.
    O’Shea: How’s that working out for you?
    Lisa: Oh, it’s great. We’ve got our drugs, muggings, murders and rapes. Always on the go.
    O’Shea: Oh, it’s exciting. You can relax, there’s none of that here.
    Lisa: You never know. It’s always the quiet places where the mad shit happens.

& Lisa: You there, what’s your name?
    — Chemisov Wlodzimierz Voychehovski.
    Lisa: ..... Carry on.

& O’Shea: Ugh.
    Smith: Is that your professional opinion?
    Paddy: A grabber.
    O’Shea: A what?
    Smith: I’ve told you, Paddy, I’m not calling it that. It needs a name that defines it’s genus.
    Paddy: I discovered it. I get to name it.

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& Paddy: Could you put it on the eBay? Do you think?

& Lisa: What makes you say that?
    O’Shea: Just a hunch, you know.
    Lisa: Oh, you get hunches now?
    O’Shea: No, I watch a lot of Columbo.

& O’Shea: Would you move your ass!?
    Lisa: Get your hands off my ass!

& O’Shea: It’s trying to fuck me face!

& O’Shea: How are you still alive, huh?
    Paddy: Diet and exercise.

& Smith: See because alcohol is a poison, yes, but it has to be ingested to have an effect.
    Dr. Jim: Could we not just spray some whiskey in it’s mouth?
    Paddy: Feck that. Waste of whiskey.

& Brian: So how drunk are we talking here?
    Smith: Paddy-levels of drunkenness.

& O’Shea: Patrol to base, patrol to base, come in, over.
    Smith: Reading you loud and clear.
    O’Shea: How’re you doing in there?
    Smith: Ignorance is bliss.

& Smith: You see? I told you! It’s just an animal. It doesn’t want to hurt you.

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