Mean Machine Quotes

Danny Meehan Hello Mr Monk. Can you play football?

Monk Aye.

Danny Good. Would you like to play with us?

Monk Nah.

Danny We're playing the guards.

Monk Aye, then I'm with you.

Chiv Sound.

Taglines It's Not Just About Football, It's About Pride Inside!

Danny Meehan Oh right lads, you wanna be nothing, prisoners...numbers...that's fine. But you win out there today and you'll have something to remember forever, talk about it over and over, because up and down the country there are cons that are pig sick of not being here in your shoes...just to have one crack at those bastards next door! Run your guts out, and you'll have somethin in ere. They can never touch, no parole boards, judges or nutcase governors... NOW... ask yourselves one question...ARE YOU READY? ...YEAH, ARE WE? ...YEAH! THEN, COME ON!

Danny Meehan Stick that in your trophy cabinet.

Bob Likely Good afternoon, I'm Bob Likely. You join us live from the recreation field.

Bob Carter I'm Bob Carter, and thanks again to our esteemed governor...

Both Wanker.

Bob Carter ...for providing the splendid facilities that are here today as part of his rehabilitation campaign.

Taglines Not Your Usual Suspects

Bob Likely Ooh! Right in his carrots and onions!

Bob Carter No nookie for Mr Ratchett.

Bob Likely No nookie for Mrs Ratchett neither.

Doc Most of the guys in here have nothing. Never had to start with. But you, you had everything they ever dreamed of. And you threw it all away.

Danny Meehan I'll tell you something. I didn't start off out as a youngster looking to sell my country out.

Massive None of us planned to be here, mate.

Chiv Och, away to fuck man. You were a hero in Scotland!

Danny Meehan ]-] game] It's funny, but when you're in that football world, you just don't realise what it means to people. You only find out how disappointed they are, when you let them down. I was 16 when I signed pro forms. Thought I was the business. Didn't take long for standards to start slipping. Cars, booze, bad tips for slow horses... You think you can handle it, then bang, very soon it's handling you. Before I was picking up trophies, I was 425 grand down to men nasty enough... well, even they would have put the wind up Mr Sykes. But they did give me two choices - a wheelchair for life, or a deliberate penalty against the Germans. It's not as if I've prospered. Look where I've ended up.

Doc Only does your nut in if you don't think you should be here. Look at me. Sweet old geezer, eh? A bit bumbly, full of jail-block wisdom, cornerstone of the nick, put in with the foundations, right? Right. I didn't get to be the oldest lag for breaking windows. Villains spend their lives shitting themselves that other criminals are going to see to them. So they get their retaliation in first, and twice as nasty. A bloke was coming after me. So I, er... I went around to his digs and lobbed a grenade in the window. Left over after the war, you know, army surplus. I didn't know, but he had his little nipper and his bird in there with him. The house went up like Guy Fawkes Night. No-one came out. He'd barricaded the door with furniture in case I came around. By the time they got in, the screaming had stopped. Thirteen months old, learning to walk, apparently. Nothing I can do is ever going to make up for that, is it?