Life on Mars Quote
Simon Lamb: Graham Bathurst.
Gene Hunt: [voice-over] From the moment Simon Lamb walked into the station I knew we had our work cut out.
Simon Lamb: Release him from prison right now.
Phyllis: [Bored, head rested on arm, not looking up] Righty-ho sir. Anyone else? Ronnie Kray? The Hillbury Road Axeman?
Simon Lamb: Release Graham Bathurst, or they're gonna die! (slams ransom note on desk. Phyllis looks up) Get your DCI.
Phyllis: Now just hold on!
Simon Lamb: Get him!
Gene Hunt: [voice-over] And as if by magic, a DCI appeared. We went straight to Graham Bathurst's family. They were the ones who haven't stop bleating for his release for the last 12 months.
Mrs Bathurst: Go on, get away. You scumbag, bastard coppers!
Gene Hunt: [voice-over] As you can imagine they were cock-a-hoop to see us, and invited us in for crumpets and jam.
Mrs Bathurst: You lied about my Graham. Everything you told the court was lies. You got no shame.
Gene Hunt: He confessed, Mrs Bathurst. So with respect, shut your bloody bonechute!
Gene Hunt: Chris, what are you writing down?
Chris Skelton: Her statement.
Gene Hunt: Right, add this. Your son Mrs. Bathurst, is a cold-hearted killer and if there's a hell, he's going there to be poked up the arse with sharp fiery sticks, forever and ever, Amen!
Chris Skelton: There's an e in fiery, isn't there?
Gene Hunt: [voice-over] From the moment Simon Lamb walked into the station I knew we had our work cut out.
Simon Lamb: Release him from prison right now.
Phyllis: [Bored, head rested on arm, not looking up] Righty-ho sir. Anyone else? Ronnie Kray? The Hillbury Road Axeman?
Simon Lamb: Release Graham Bathurst, or they're gonna die! (slams ransom note on desk. Phyllis looks up) Get your DCI.
Phyllis: Now just hold on!
Simon Lamb: Get him!
Gene Hunt: [voice-over] And as if by magic, a DCI appeared. We went straight to Graham Bathurst's family. They were the ones who haven't stop bleating for his release for the last 12 months.
Mrs Bathurst: Go on, get away. You scumbag, bastard coppers!
Gene Hunt: [voice-over] As you can imagine they were cock-a-hoop to see us, and invited us in for crumpets and jam.
Mrs Bathurst: You lied about my Graham. Everything you told the court was lies. You got no shame.
Gene Hunt: He confessed, Mrs Bathurst. So with respect, shut your bloody bonechute!
Gene Hunt: Chris, what are you writing down?
Chris Skelton: Her statement.
Gene Hunt: Right, add this. Your son Mrs. Bathurst, is a cold-hearted killer and if there's a hell, he's going there to be poked up the arse with sharp fiery sticks, forever and ever, Amen!
Chris Skelton: There's an e in fiery, isn't there?
TV Show: Life on Mars
