The History Boys

TIMMS : Sir, I don't always understand poetry.

HECTOR : You don't always understand it ? Timms, I NEVER understand it. But learn it now, know it now and you'll understand it whenever.

TIMMS : I don't see how we can understand it. Most of the stuff poetry's about hasn't happened to us yet.

HECTOR : But it will, Timms. It will. And then you will have the antidote ready ! Grief. Happiness. Even when you're dying. We're making your deathbeds here, boys.

MRS LINTOTT : How are you all getting on with Mr Irwin ?

RUDGE : It's... interesting, miss, if you know what I mean. It makes me grateful for your lessons.

MRS LINTOTT : Really ? That's nice to hear.

RUDGE : Firm foundations type thing. Point A. Point B. Point C. Mr Irwin is more... free-range.

MRS LINTOTT : I hadn't thought of you as a battery chicken, Rudge.

DAKIN : 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.

(Pause)

Or something similar.

(Pause)

Actually that would please Hector.

IRWIN : What ?

DAKIN : "Your sucking me off". It's a gerund. He likes gerunds. And your being scared shitless, that's another gerund.

POSNER : I'm a Jew.
I'm small.
I'm homosexual.
And I live in Sheffield.
I'm fucked.