Absolutely Fabulous

Patsy: I'm going into my office. Edina: Your... Patsy: ...Office. Edina: The magazine, darling? Is that still there?

Eddie: Patsy's an insomniac, darling. Saffy: More like a living dead.

Eddie (about Patsy): She can't go back to her flat until it's been fumigated. Saffy: Why not? I thought sniffing chemicals is what she did best.

Patsy: You might dress like a Christian, but the similarity ends there.

Patsy: One snap of my fingers and I can raise hemlines so high, the world's your gynaecologist.

Patsy: How long does it take you to get that crease down the front of your jeans so crisp, YOU TORTURER?

Saffy: You can't tell me she's actually good at anything. Eddie: No darling, she slept with the publisher. Patsy: ...And I'm bloody good at it!

Patsy: You can never have enough hats, gloves, and shoes.