Rose West : [to Janet] Oh, what are you so fucking scared of, you little mouse? Little mousey-mouse wouldn't say boo to a fucking goose - I bet your a dirty little lezzie, too.
Howard Ogden : [Janet and Howard are shown to the police cells] Mrs. West?
Rose West : Jesus! You.
Howard Ogden : This lady's brought you some of your clothes.
Rose West : What? You've been to my house, rooting round in my things?
Janet Leach : The police asked me...
Rose West : Fucking cheek!
[Snatches clothes off Janet]
Janet Leach : We were just quickly in and out and we saw Stephen and Mae, and Mae said she hoped you were all right.
Rose West : [Irate] By what right, by what right, you nosy fucking bitch, do you go into my house and speak to my children and poke about among my private things?
Howard Ogden : Rose.
Rose West : Jesus Christ!
Woman Police Constable : Rose, calm down!
Rose West : Who are you, anyway? Who are you?
Detective Superintendent John Bennett : [Walks in] She's helping us, Mrs. West.
Rose West : She's got no right touching my clothing and you've got no right arresting me!
Detective Superintendent John Bennett : All we want is to get to the truth.
Rose West : No it ain't - what you want is for me to say Fred killed our Heather and I helped him!
Detective Superintendent John Bennett : Did you?
Rose West : No - I did not - how many fucking times? You've got nothing on me - and you know it!