Gene Hunt Gems

[HAMPSHIRE DAVE]

From Sunday's Observer:
Don't move,you are surrounded by armed bastards!
If I was as worried as you, I wouldn't fart for fear of shitting myself
SUSPECT:I want a lawyer.
HUNT.I want to hump Britt Ekland,what are we gonna do?

HUNT:Have you forgotten who you are talking to?
TYLER:An overweight,over the- hill,nicotine-stained,borderline alcholic homophobe with a superiority complex?
HUNT:You make that sound like a bad thing.
HAMPSHIRE DAVE

 

[The Large One]

Oh, don't go all Dorothy on me...

 

[MOWTCHOPS]

 

[andybaha]

This investigation is moving forward about as fast as a spastic in a magnet factory.

 

[unnameable]

"He's got fingers in more pies than a leper on a cookery course."

"Fake as a tranny's fanny."

 

[tedebear]

Oh, don't go all Dorothy on me...

THE BEST!! Cracks me up everytime!

 

[Uncle Buck]

Sam: Okay. Alright. Surprise me. What year is it supposed to be?
Gene: Word in your shell-like, pal. (Gene grabs Sam and throws him into the room and up against a filing cabinet)
Sam: Big mistake!
Gene: Yeah? What about this? (he punches Sam, then slams him up against the cabinet)
Gene: They reckon you've got concussion. But I couldn't give a tart's furry cup if half your brains are falling out. Don't ever waltz into my kingdom acting King of the Jungle.
Sam: Who the hell are you?
Gene: Gene Hunt, your DCI, and it's 1973. Almost dinner time. I'm 'avin 'oops.

 

[scooter1]

Its almost tea-time, i'm havin hoops!!

 

[unnameable]

Hunt kicks in old lady's front door. Old lady looks startled. Hunt walks through old lady and up stairs.
Hunt: Where are you, O'Neill, you scum!
Tyler to old lady: I know what you're thinking, love. If he was a bit more assertive, he'd go far.