Wasteland

& Dodd: “Mikey’s Meat.”
    Dempsey: It’s— It’s Mickey’s Meat.
    Dodd: What’s the difference?
    Dempsey: The “C!”

& Harvey: I don’t think I’d been that excited by a sense of discovery since I were 11, realized an erection weren’t just for just pissing over high walls.

& Harvey: I won’t do anything stupid, okay? I swear on your life.
    Nicola: On my life? Oh, that is chivalrous.
    Harvey: You can’t swear on your own. It’s got to be the ones you care most about.

& Dempsey: In 48 hours we’ll be away from here. Good, in’t it?
    Dodd: Is it?
    Dempsey: What are you saying?
    Dodd: Nothing. Just— We won’t be here anymore. We’ll be... somewhere else— different language, different money. We won’t even know anyone.
    Dempsey: Everybody speaks English, the Euro’s worth 90 pence, and all three of your best mates are coming with ya.

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& Harvey: At the last minute, when it becomes real, you’re gonna have doubts. It’s the line between planning and actually doing it, between fantasy and reality. It’s a hell of a line to cross.

& Dempsey: You sure? There ain’t nothin’ you want to say?
    Harvey: Yeah, there is. Let’s fucking smash it!

& Harvey: You can’t account for issues like the weather or nerves or human error. If the tiniest element misaligns, the rest will follow... And that’s when we panic. And panic inevitably leads to mistakes. That’s when confusion takes over. And before you know what’s happened, you’re left standing alone, and it all comes crashing down around you... And all you’ve got left is your instinct for self-preservation.

& Harvey: It’s been fun.
    DI West: It’s been interesting.

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