Sunday, March 18, 2007

Memorable Quotes from the Boys...

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Here are some of the quotes from the History Boys (via

[Posner has confessed to Irwin that he thinks he is homosexual and in love with Dakin]
Posner: Do you ever look at your life?
Tom Irwin: I thought everybody did.
Posner: I'm a Jew... I'm small... I'm homosexual... and I live in Sheffield.
Posner: I'm fucked.

[Dakin is annoyed because he thinks Irwin doesn't like him]
Posner: But he doesn't understand, Irwin *does* like him. He seldom looks at anyone else.
Scripps: How do you know?
Posner: Because nor do I. Our eyes meet looking at Dakin.

[Scripps is taking the mick out of Dakin for trying to please Irwin too much]
Scripps: Have you looked at your handwriting recently? You're beginning to write like him!
[Turns to look at Posner's essay]
Scripps: You're writin' like 'im an' all!
Posner: I am not! Dakin writes like him, I write like Dakin.
[Discussing Posner liking Dakin]
Scripps: It'll pass.
Posner: I know, it's a phase. What if I don't want it to pass? I wouldn't mind. But the pain, the *pain*.
Scripps: Mr Hector would say it's the only education worth 'aving.
Posner: Yes. I only wish we got marks for it.

Hector: The best moments in reading are when you come across something - a thought, a feeling, a way of looking at things - which you had thought special and particular to you. And now, here it is, set down by someone else, a person you have never met, someone even who is long dead. And it is as if a hand has come out, and taken yours.

Scripps: What makes you think he'd do it with you?
[Dakin smiles]
Scripps: You complacent fuck.
Dakin: Does the Archbishop of Canterbury know you talk like this?

Mrs. Lintott: Can you, for a moment, imagine how dispiriting it is to teach five centuries of masculine ineptitude? History is a commentary on the various and continuing incapabilities of men. What is history? History is women following behind with the bucket.

Dakin: I'm just kicking the tyres on this one but, further to the drink, what I was really wondering was whether there were any circumstances in which there was any chance of your sucking me off.
Dakin: Or something similar.
Dakin: Actually, that would please Hector.
Tom Irwin: What?
Dakin: "Your sucking me off." It's a gerund. He likes gerunds. And your being scared shitless, that's another gerund.
Tom Irwin: I didn't know you were that way inclined.
Dakin: I'm not, but it's the end of term; I've got into Oxford; I though we might push the boat out.

Dakin: I just wanted to say thank you.
Scripps: So? Give him a subscription to The Spectator or a box of Black Magic. Just because you've got a scholarship doesn't mean you've got to give him unfettered access to your dick.

Hector: Pass the parcel. That's sometimes all you can do. Take it, feel it and pass it on. Not for me, not for you, but for someone, somewhere, one day. Pass it on, boys. That's the game I want you to learn. Pass it on.

Mrs. Lintott: Actually I wouldn't have said he was sad. I would have said he was cunt-struck.
Hector: Dorothy!
Mrs. Lintott: I'd have thought you'd have liked that. It's a compound adjective. You like compound adjectives.

Dakin: So how would you say thank you?
Scripps: Same as you probably. On my knees.

Lockwood: I've only got trainers.
Crowther: It's not an interview on footwear.

Posner: I'm not happy but I'm not unhappy about it.