Porridge (TV Series)
The Hustler (1974)
Brian Wilde: Mr. Barrowclough
Quotes
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Norman Stanley Fletcher : [Fletch is bent down and talking to a chicken] Hello, darling. You trying again?
Mr. Barrowclough : [Barrowclough enters unseen] Morning, Fletcher.
Norman Stanley Fletcher : Eh? What?
[Fletch stands up straight]
Norman Stanley Fletcher : Oh, hello, Mr Barrowclough. I thought it was... All right?
Mr. Barrowclough : What was Ives doing?
Norman Stanley Fletcher : He came in on his way to the silos, Mr Barrowclough.
Mr. Barrowclough : Was he taking bets?
Norman Stanley Fletcher : Bets?
Mr. Barrowclough : We suspect he's Harry Grout's runner.
Norman Stanley Fletcher : Runner?
Mr. Barrowclough : Well, for taking the bets.
Norman Stanley Fletcher : I see.
Mr. Barrowclough : Grout's a long-term prisoner, and an unpleasant man. A sort of... unhealthy influence. We're pretty sure he runs both the gambling and the tobacco in this prison. You're a good chap, Fletcher. I don't want you sucked in to that circle.
Norman Stanley Fletcher : Never fear, Mr Barrowclough. Gambling appalls me. I've seen its consequences.
Mr. Barrowclough : It's a plague in this prison.
Norman Stanley Fletcher : My poor old mother. It's not one of my vices.
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Norman Stanley Fletcher : Here, can pigs run? Can they be trained to run?
Mr. Barrowclough : Why?
Norman Stanley Fletcher : I dunno, I just thought... Well, I thought they might like a little run, instead of having to walk like us pedestrians. A bit of exercise.
Mr. Barrowclough : Nice to see you taking an interest in your fellow creatures.
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Mr. Barrowclough : You seem to be settling in down on the farm.
Norman Stanley Fletcher : I resented it a bit at first, because I've never been a rural man. I have a deep mistrust of animals.
Mr. Barrowclough : I thought you told the governor you liked farming and livestock.
Norman Stanley Fletcher : Livestock, yeah, it's just the animals I don't like.
Mr. Barrowclough : You're very lucky. Normally, a trusty gets a privileged job like this.
Norman Stanley Fletcher : I appreciate it, Mr Barrowclough, and I'm sure you helped me, knowing your kindness.
Mr. Barrowclough : I didn't.
Norman Stanley Fletcher : Say no more. When are you going to get me a single cell?
Mr. Barrowclough : I can't do that.
Norman Stanley Fletcher : I can't share, I've no rapport with Heslop and Evans, there's no intellectual stimuli.
Mr. Barrowclough : Is Evans still eating light bulbs?
Norman Stanley Fletcher : No, he's changed his taste. He ate my shaving mirror.
Mr. Barrowclough : There's little I can do, you know. You shouldn't ask me.
Norman Stanley Fletcher : Wait, Mr Barrowclough, please don't think I want to influence you, or coerce you, or, I hardly like to say it, bribe you. You're chosen by the Home Office for your honesty and integrity. Would a dozen eggs help, at all? No, I'm sorry.