Tamara Drewe Quotes

  • Glen McCreavy: Why does the asshole always get the girl?

  • Tamara Drewe: So, who are your influences?

    Ben Sergeant: Everyone asks that. I mean, what do you want me to say? Phil Collins? Animal from The Muppets?

  • Tess: Is that Tamara Drewe who writes the column in one of the Sundays?

    Beth Hardiment: Used to. Writes for the Independent now. She spent weeks going on about her nose job. Smart way to pay for it I suppose.

    Tess: Was her old one an awful conk?

    Nicholas Hardiment: Yes.

  • Tamara Drewe: [Getting out of her car in Ewedown] What a dump.

  • Andy Cobb: Marriage. Remind me never to try it.

    Zoe: Andy, you're just a sex object. No-one'd have you.

  • Glen McCreavy: Oh Jesus. He's been translated into Icelandic and Swahili. What an output.

  • Glen McCreavy: I don't like cows. They exude bovine malice.

  • Glen McCreavy: Wow, this is a great old house.

    Tamara Drewe: Thanks. Do you want to buy it?

    Glen McCreavy: I'm not the property owning type. No, I prefer my life to fit in hand luggage.

  • Andy Cobb: That why you're home, to flog it?

    Tamara Drewe: Yep.

    Andy Cobb: Make a nice second home for some banker wankers.

    Tamara Drewe: Look Andy, if you want it, why don't you just make me an offer?

    Andy Cobb: Because, sadly, I'm still prey to the economic forces that threw the peasant classes off the land.

    Tamara Drewe: Unlucky.

  • Andy Cobb: Tam. What the fuck have you done to your nose?

    Tamara Drewe: Oh, come on, Andy. Aliens came and took it.

  • Tamara Drewe: You know, before I had the nose job I had no problem being taken seriously. Maybe, when they removed that bit of cartilage they pulled out my brain by mistake.

  • Glen McCreavy: Andy, you know, the trouble with you is that you think like a loser. I know this because I'm the loser that all other losers come to for tips. I'm a loser's loser.

    Andy Cobb: I'm a pedigree loser.

  • Andy Cobb: So what do you have to do to get a cup of tea around here?

    Tamara Drewe: Make it. Tea, sugar, fridge.

  • Zoe: How come *she* gets Ben? I've loved him since March.

  • Ben Sergeant: Everything you've heard about drummers is complete shit.

    Tamara Drewe: You mean they don't spontaneously combust?

  • Nicholas Hardiment: [Watches the dog chasing the cows chasing their owner in a field] Fuck soup!

  • Ben Sergeant: What am I, arm candy?

    Tamara Drewe: More like arm fungus with that face.

  • Tamara Drewe: We are getting married in the summer.

    Nicholas Hardiment: So I hear. My heartiest... commiserations, Tamara.

    Tamara Drewe: Merry Christmas... Nichol-arse.

Extended Reading
  • Mara 2022-03-30 09:01:12

    It seems absurd, but it is full of sharp irony.

  • Adelbert 2022-03-30 08:01:02

    Is this a soap comedy parodying Mike Lee's "Another Year"? ! It's so merry...the other side of Britain