Human Traffic (1999)
Danny Dyer: Moff
Moff : I'm making love to the music man. And believe me, I can go all night.
Moff : [while high] The Emperor... wants to conquer outer space. Yoda... wants to explore inner space.
Moff : See ya later Pete, no one gives a fuck about ya.
Jip : [after discussing the huge phonebill Moff ran up after a drunken phone-sex session] How many times have I told ya, get your own fucking flat. Get your own flat man, you need your own flat. It's a piece of piss, you can get it on the social.
Moff : [sighs] Where am I gonna go for fuck sake?
Jip : I dunno. What the fuck do you care?
[gestures a wanking hand]
Jip : As long as it's got a fucking phone-line you're all right ain't ya
Moff : [laughs] Fuck off you cunt.