# Get Carter

Get Carter is a 1971 British crime film about a gangster who sets out to avenge the death of his brother.
    Directed and written by Mike Hodges, based on the 1970 novel Jack's Return Home by Ted Lewis.

## Jack Carter

* A pint of bitter [snaps fingers as barman walks away] in a thin glass.
* [To Eric] You know, I'd almost forgotten what your eyes looked like. Still the same. Pissholes in the snow.
* I'm going to sit in the car and whistle Rule Britannia.

## Cyril Kinnear

* You don't give a man like Jack a drink in those piddly little glasses. Give him the bloody bottle.

## Other

* Architect: [about Brumby] It's very rude to disappear like that. Where can he possibly be? [Sounds of police cars converging on the car park can be heard coming from below] I’ve got an awful feeling we aren’t going to get our fees for this job.

## Dialogue

    Cliff Brumby: [blocking Carter's path] Listen, I don't like it when some tough nut comes pushin' his way in and out of my house in the middle of the night! Bloody well tell me who sent you!
    Jack Carter: You're a big man, but you're in bad shape. With me it's a full time job. Now behave yourself.
    [Brumby takes a swing at Carter, who grabs his hand, punches him, and then slaps him in the face for good measure]
    Jack Carter: [as he's leaving] Goodnight, Mrs. Brumby.
    Jack Carter: You know, I'd almost forgotten what your eyes looked like. They're still the same. Pissholes in the snow.
    Eric Paice: Still got your sense of humour
    Jack Carter: Yes, I retained that, Eric.
    Eric Paice: So, what're you doing then? On your holidays?
    Jack Carter: No, I'm visiting relatives.
    Eric Paice: Oh, that's nice.
    Jack Carter: It would be... if they were still living.
    Con McCarty: [to a naked Jack, who is pointing a gun] Jack, don't you think you ought to get dressed first.
    Jack Carter: Out!
    Con McCarty: Come on Jack, put it away. You know you're not going to use it.
    Peter the Dutchman: The gun he means!
    Jack Carter: I'm off tomorrow, so I don't suppose I'll be seeing you again. [Pulls out some large banknotes, giving some to Doreen] Here. Go and get your hair done.
    Doreen Carter: Thanks!
    Jack Carter: Be good... And don't trust boys.
    Harry: [playing poker] Thought you were going soon.
    Jack Carter: Soon. When you've lost your money. Won't take long.
    Harry: Clever sod, aren't you?
    Jack Carter: Only comparatively.
    Jack Carter: Alright, I want to square things with you, first.
    Keith: [laying in bed, bloody and beat up] Oh, yeah. How?
    [Jack holds a hand full of pounds]
    Keith: Stuff it! My girlfriend's coming from Liverpool tonight. Nice surprise, isn't it?
    Jack Carter: I'm sorry. Here, get yourself a course in karate.
    [Jack begins to leave]
    Keith: Frank said you were a shit and he was bloody well right! You even screwed his wife, didn't you! The poor bastard didn't even know if the kid was his!
    Edna: What's that gun doing in your room? Suppose I phone the police, told them there's a bloke in my hotel... who's planning to shoot somebody?
    Jack Carter: You wouldn't do that.
    Edna: How do you know I wouldn't?
    Jack Carter: 'Cause I know you wear purple underwear.
    Edna: What's that supposed to mean?
    Jack Carter: Think about it.
    Margaret: I can't help the way I am.
    Jack Carter: Why'd you see him so regular?
    Margaret: Once a week.
    Jack Carter: I call that regular.
    Margaret: He was gentlemanly. I like that.
    Jack Carter: Once a week, you like a gentleman, do you?
    Margaret: Look! I'm me, right? We are what we are, like it or not!
    Jack Carter: [on the phone with Anna] I fancy you. I wish I was touching you - right now - making love to you. I want - to stroke you - and kiss you all over. Where are you?
    Anna: I'm in the bedroom. My black underwear.
    Jack Carter: The sexy, silk ones? Take your bra off.
    Anna: Stop it, darling.
    Jack Carter: Now. Go on. Now. Now, hold them - gently. Slowly. Imagine it's me. When we're in South America - we'll make love in the sun. Roll over. Make love again - and again.
    Jack Carter: You bloody whore! Frank was too careful to die like that. Now, who killed him?
    Margaret: I don't know nothing!
    Jack Carter: Listen, the only reason I came back to this crap house - was to find out who did it. And I'm not leaving until I do.

## Cast

* Michael Caine - Jack Carter
* Ian Hendry - Eric Paice
* John Osborne - Cyril Kinnear
* Britt Ekland - Anna
* Bryan Mosley - Cliff Brumby
* George Sewell - Con McCarty
* Tony Beckley - Peter the Dutchman
* Glynn Edwards - Albert Swift
* Alun Armstrong - Keith
* Bernard Hepton - Thorpe
* Geraldine Moffat - Glenda
* Dorothy White - Margaret
* Rosemarie Dunham - Edna
* John Bindon - Sid Fletcher
* Terence Rigby - Gerald Fletcher

## External links

* Get Carter quotes at the Internet Movie Database
* Get Carter at Rotten Tomatoes