Nick Moran

Eddie: "They're armed."
Soap: "What was that? Armed? What do you mean armed? Armed with what?"
Eddie:" Err, bad breath, colorful language, feather duster... what do you think they're gonna be armed with? Guns, you tit!"

Harry: "You must be Eddy, J.D.'s son."
Eddy: "Yeah. You must be Harry. Sorry, didn't know your father."
Harry: "Never mind son, you just might meet him if you carry on like that."

Eddy: "The entire British empire was built on cups of tea..."
Bacon: "Yeah, and look what happened to that."
Eddy: "...and if you think I'm going to war without one, mate, you're mistaken."

"Can we lock up and get drunk now?"

Eddy: "Tom, you take those guns and you throw them off a bridge."
Bacon: "And throw yourself off while you're at it."

JD: "So, you in the clear? More importantly, am I?"
Eddy: "It appears so."
JD: "Appears? You'd have to do better than fucking appears, my friend."
Eddy: "Well everybody's dead, Dad. I think that's about as clear as it can get."