Filth

"The games are always, repeat: always, being played. But nobody plays the games like me. Detective Sergeant Bruce Robertson, soon to be Detective Inspector Bruce Robertson. You just have to be the best, and I usually am. Same rules apply."

"People ask me, 'Carole, how do you and Bruce keep the spice in your marriage?' Well, I tell them it's really simple. I'm just the ultimate tease.
[she walks down the hallway dressed only in lingerie]
Me and Bruce, we're not that different. We know what we want. We know how to get it. Like this promotion he's going for. We both know he'll win. And when he does, the Robertson household is gonna be one big, happy family again. I kid you not."

"See, every time a woman drops her trousers: promotion. Every time a man drops theirs: disciplinary action. Where's the equality in that?"

"Happy Christmas and all that shit."

"Don't start something you cannot fucking finish."

"I think they've left me. I think my family have left me. I don't know how. I can't remember why. You see, there's something wrong with me. There is something seriously wrong with me."

"I kid you not, my sweet sweet friend."

Bruce: "I am on a murder case here. That's M.U.R.D.E.R, which spells S.E.R.I.O.U.S! So if I don't get my A.R.S.E in G.E.A.R, I'm in serious S.H.I.T! Okay?"
Chrissie: "You're being so cruel!"
Bruce: "Love is cruel, Chrissie. Love is cruel."