Del: (hurriedly, after talking to a couple of "women") Drink up, we're leaving. Rodney: Why? Are they a couple of ravers? Del: No, they're a couple of geezers!" Series 6 (1989) [ edit ] Yuppy Love [6.1] [ edit ] Del: You've always been the same, even at school. Nothing but books, learning, education. That's why you're no good at snooker. Del: When a North Korean came to live in London, he thought that Battersea dog's home was a takeway. Mike: Listen, I’ve er heard of the Driscoll brothers Del but I’ve never seen them. What do they look like? Boycie: Well one of them looks like he was evicted from The Planet of the Apes Del: Yeah, and the other one reminds me of Cliff Richards Mike: What, he looks er younger than his years? Del: No, he’s got one of those faces that you wanna slap Del: Go on then, Rodney, off you go. Rodney: Eh? Del: Go on, you're going with the Groovy Gang! Rodney: I ain't going with the sodding Groovy Gang!

Denzil: This could be anything, Trig! For all we know this could be... Well, this could be bloody Concorde fuel! Del: No, honest, it's not Concorde fuel, it's anti-freeze from the Starship Enterprise! Multi-award-winning business coach Shweta Jhajharia puts it down to something called the Complexity Ceiling. It’s something his dad, described as a bit of a Del Boy-style rogue, believes in – hence the Trotter manta in the title of the show - and it’s something that the comedian suffered a dearth of when he had a crisis of confidence about stand-up, wondering if his career will ever properly take off. Nine years in, he still struggles to make a living wage. A female nurse enters the room, followed by a male nurse] Del: Oh, excuse me, John, we're having a baby in here. Midwife: I know. That's why I'm here. Del: What are you, a pervo, or something?! Nurse: This is Mr McCallum - he's the midwife. Del: But he's a bloke! Midwife: I'm a trained midwife. Now please, get out of my way. The Driscoll Brothers arrive at the Nag's Head.] Danny: Boycie, how nice! Boycie: Hello Danny. Your brother not with you? Danny: Yeah. (Tony pops out from behind him) Boycie: Oh watcha Tony. Drink? Tony: Nah! That right, Marlene's up the spout? Boycie: Yeah. Danny: Dear dear dear. You let us know the minute you find out who done it and we'll sort him out.

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Rodney creeps around a seemingly empty house, until he sees Don, who due to his uncanny resemblance, he thinks is Del.] Rodney: (seeing Don) You git! [Approaches Don menacingly] Rodney: You rotten, lying, conniving git! Pauline: It used to be your mother's room, Rodney, but it's mine now and I don't want to see you in there. Is that understood? Rodney: Jawohl, mein Obergruppenführer! (gives a Nazi salute) Del, Rodney, and Albert are sailing on a boat to Holland, and end up lost in the middle of the North Sea.] Rodney: He's something else ain't he? And what about all the currents they got round here? We could have drifted anywhere by now. Del: Yes, he's right and all ain't he? We're in the middle of the North Sea ain't we? It's got more currents than a hot-cross bun.

Arnie: Doctors gave me six months to live. Trigger: Well, you don't want to take too much notice of these doctors, Arnie. They'll say anything to get rid of you. A Losing Streak [2.3] [ edit ] Grandad: You play cards again last night? Del: Hmm... Yeah. You know me, eh: he who dares, wins. Grandad: How did you get on? Del: I lost. Del: Come on Mr Jahan, let's discuss this over a drink, shall we? Mr. Jahan: OK, something non alcoholic. Del: Mike, a pint of your best Bitter please. Grandad: He was just a bloke in the market. Del Boy: Leave it out Grandad. If Mr Slater was here to believe our descriptions he'd have his men out searching for someone who was a cross between Tom Thumb and the Jolly Green Giant. Slater: With a Deaf aid

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Rodney: Well I can't wait to fill out my next passport application form. Mother's name: Joan Mavis Trotter; father's name: Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass. Mike and Boycie talk about Albert's terrible singing.] Mike: Why does he keep doing it, eh? Boycie: God knows. I suppose at some time in his life, someone told him he could play the piano. Mike: Yeah, but I'd like to meet the git who told him he could sing! Mr. Rahn: If I got into my car at 9:00 in the morning, it'd take me up to 2 in the afternoon to drive around my land. Rodney: We had a car like that once. Del: All the things we've ever got from life has come from my intelligence, and my foresight. Rodney: Well, I'm glad somebody's owned up! Del: (talking about his father) Don't be fooled by him, Rodney. He's had everything from Galloping Lurgy to Saturday Night Fever! I was doing some homework once and I asked him what a cubic foot was. He said he didn't know, but he tried to have a week off work with it!

Del: No I give you fifty quid and you let us go. Slater:I didn't hear that Del. Del: I said [louder] I GIVE YOU FIFTY QUID Rodney: Del. Rodney: (wearing a "Trotter crash-turban") I look like a human cannonball that's just crashed into a washing line! Albert: During the war... Del: Will you shut up!? Can't you see that Rodney and I are in the middle of a very important board meeting? We don't wanna hear stories about U-Boats and giant squids! Rodney enters from the hall carrying some batteries.] Rodney: Oi, where'd you want these then? Del: Oh, sling them in Grandad's room for now will you, Rodney. So what can someone with a great business idea do to ensure their start-up makes the best possible start?So please share this post now. If you can do that for me then I’ll be ever so grateful. You’ll be helping a keen blogger reach a wider audience and that will be your good deed for the day. Del bars the door] Raquel: [panting] Just let him do his job, Del. Del: No, he's a bloke! Raquel: I don't care if he's a trained chimp, get out of his way! The Trotter Brothers and Boycie's family are escaping the Mafia in the Florida Everglades.] Boycie: Everything was going well, we were having a lovely holiday... Marlene: (cuts in) Shut up moaning. Boycie: And then THEY (the Trotter brothers) turn up! And within fifteen seconds some sod's shootin' at us! Marlene: You've done nothing but moan ever since we left Washington! Boycie: Get that bloody boat in for God's sake!