Daniel Mays credited as playing...
Dave Shilling
- [Terry has fallen through into an underground vault while digging the tunnel to get into the bank]
- Dave Shilling: What's down there?
- Terry Leather: It's a pile of skeletons.
- Dave Shilling: You're joking. Let's hope they're not the last gang who tried to take this bank.
- [robbers laugh]
- Eddie Burton: [over radio] All clear on the western front, Guy.
- Dave Shilling: [grabbing the radio from Guy] No names, Eddie.
- Eddie Burton: [over radio] Sorry, Dave.
- Kevin Swain: We're not bank robbers.
- Terry Leather: Maybe that's why we could get away with it.
- Dave Shilling: It's a bit daunting, isn't it?
- Terry Leather: You know what scares me more? Living and dying with nothing to show for it. You know how old Mozart was when he composed his first minuet?
- Dave Shilling: No.
- Terry Leather: Five. Five! A fucking minuet!
- Kevin Swain: And how would you know that fact, Terry?
- Terry Leather: Because it's tattooed on that stripper's arse, Kevin. What the fuck's it matter how I know? It's a fact and you're missing the point, Kev. What I'm trying to say is, we stop fucking about and stop picking the shit from under our fingernails.
- Lew Vogel: I've got a kidney stone, which can't seem to pass without painkillers.
- Dave Shilling: [bloodied] I could use a couple of those meself.
- Dave Shilling: I've got a question. What do we do with all the dirt we gonna dig out of the hole?
- Kevin Swain: [facetiously] It's all been worked out, Dave. We'll dig another hole in that corner over there and put it in that.
- Dave Shilling: I don't know anything about a bank robbery. Honest.
- Lew Vogel: Still an unconvincing actor, Mr. Shilling.
- Terry Leather: These people aren't regular cozzers, Martine. They're above that. They do things coppers can't. They think we've seen these photos, and we're expendable as dog shit.
- Dave Shilling: [hurriedly backing his gear] Well I know when we are dog shit... or about to be dog shit
- [heads out]
- Dave Shilling: ... and i'm not waiting around for a load of sp**ks and coppers to come busting our heads
- Dave Shilling: Be lucky!
- Dave Shilling: [being shown the black mail photos] Hold on...
- [aghast]
- Dave Shilling: ... That's Princess Margret
- Kevin Swain: So what are these films you're in?
- Dave Shilling: Ah, forget about it.
- Kevin Swain: Go on.
- Dave Shilling: Technically, it's what you call pornography.
- [in the vault, Dave is going round to each robber collecting any cash that they have found in the safe deposit boxes]
- Dave Shilling: Terry, anything for the Widows and Orphans Fund?
- [Terry holds out a wad of cash]
- Terry Leather: Will that do?
- Dave Shilling: [fake Cockney accent] Gawd bless yer, Guvnor. Very generous.