Inspector Morse (TV series)

"McGregor: It's a Sergeant Lewis, Master William! Fa' th' polis!"

"Charlie's Photographer: What's that music?"

"Morse: I was precise and I was courteous."

"James Balcombe: You haven't been saying silly things, have you Mummy, to the police?"

"Morse: It's something that I read in a book!"

"Russell Clark: You're not in the chorus yet, but you're part of the show."

"Lewis: What is again, Sir?"

"Morse: When I'm ready, Mr Clark. I'll speak to you when I'm ready."

"Morse: Faking it until the end, Clark?"

"Morse: We go directly to Jail!"

"Mrs Cryer: Apparently, the British public like their widows in black."

"Morse: (to Cheetham) To you, it's 'Sir', sonny!"

"Sgt Cheetham: Chasing a madman around a greenhouse - what a waste of time!"

"Morse: I'm sorry - it isn't beer, it's coffee. But then again, it isn't coffee!"

"Supt. Strange: Kids are like Special Branch. You don't know what the blighters are up to!"

"Supt. Strange: Teenagers are like creatures from another planet."

"Morse: If you're going to retire, Holroyd, just go ahead and do it!"

"Morse: No-one can imagine another's pain, Robbie"

"Morse: What's that..? Play that bit again, Lewis. That's the Hallelujah Chorus! ... conducted by Sir Adrian Boult!"

"Morse: It's 'magpie music' - a bit here, a bit there..."

"Michael Steppings: I didn't kill that man, Mr Morse"

"Chief Supt. Strange: Get youself down there, matey. And give him hell!"

"Dr Feltham: Why is it, Chief Inspector, that doctors make the worst patients?"

"Michael Steppings: You could go anywhere you wanted to."

"Chief Supt. Strange: There's one thing I don't understand! Why haven't I met this Steppings? Anyone 'nouveau riche' is only too quick to knock on the door of society these days."

"Morse: If Michael Steppings was monstrous, he was MADE monstrous!"

"Mr Neally (solicitor): My client just sat there and confessed?"

"Lewis: Shame to waste them, Sir. Red roses - one of the most expensive flowers around."

"Lewis: Morning sir."

"Morse: This is meant to be a simple handover, no heroics. Barry will be expecting something like that."

"Gwladys Probert: I'm sorry, luvvy. You sound like you're giving the weather forecast."

"Lewis: Sergeants aren't allowed to think. Not in the Thames Valley Police."

"Mrs Baydon: Gwladys’s marriage was not a success."

"Dr. Hobson: Well, I'm not here to see the bouncy castle!"

"Morse: Where were you Dr Harding?"

"Chief Supt. Strange: You better have a doctor present. We don’t want him having another heart attack in police custody. Ha, mind you if he ups and dies it will save us the expense of a trial."

"Adele Cecil: This anagram, "around eve" — I've tried and I've tried, but all I can come up with is "Endeavour". And no-one's called Endeavour, surely?"

"Chief Supt. Strange: Hello Morse, bearing up are we?"

"Chief Supt. Strange: Angel of Death flutters it's wings over his head has it?"

"Morse: I think it frets the saints in heaven to see how many desolate creatures upon the earth have learned the simple dues of fellowship and social comfort in a hospital. Who said that?"

"Woman: What's your first name?"

"Morse: Isn't it your round?"

"Chief Supt. Strange: [referring to Morse's letter to Yvonne Harrison] He's always been an independent sod, Lewis. If he had told you about it, he would have felt that he was letting himself down in your eyes. And he didn't want that, Lewis. He didn't want that."

"Morse: Thank...Lewis...for me."

"Sandra Harrison: John was supposed to come 'round to my flat, but he phoned to say he was working late. I could tell he was lying, so I dialed 1-4-7-1. It was my parents' house. He was a man you had to... share, if you wanted him at all. And I wanted him, ever since he did some work at the house."

"Lewis: Goodbye, sir."