“How can it be so cold in here? It's like Greenland in here. We've got to get some booze. It's the only solution to this intense cold. Something's got to be done. We can't go on like this. I'm a trained actor reduced to the status of a bum.”Withnail
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[spits onto the ground]
"Jesus, look at that. Apart from a raw potato, that's the only solid to have passed my lips in the last 60 hours. I must be ill." Withnail
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“We’ve gone on holiday by mistake.”Withnail
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"Flowers are simply tarts; prostitutes for the bees." Withnail