Dalziel and Pascoe

Dalziel: Have you ever thought about dying Peter? Pascoe: Not really. Dalziel: No, youré still immortal.

Mrs Blackstone: My husband's a good man Mr Dalziel, he's not a killer. Dalziel: Most of 'em are made not born Mrs Blackstone, thats my experience.

Dalziel: These woods are over a thousand years old apparently, lots of ghosts, secrets buried. Bomber's been filling me in on the local legends and supernatural. Pascoe: There's no such thing Andy.

Pascoe: Weird atmosphere though isn't it? Very Blair Witch. Dalziel: Are we speaking in tongues? Pascoe: Its a horror film.

Harris: Blackstone wasn't too friendly. Dalziel: This is Yorkshire Bomber, it goes without saying.

Harris: Creepy place Sir. Dalziel: Ay. Home Bomber and don't spare the horsepower.

Wield: His name's Father Justin Simpson he's from the village church. Harris: He's a priest! Dalziel: Top of the class Bomber.

Pascoe: Are you ok? Dalziel: Must be that cheap whiskey at your place.

Dalziel: I thought you weren't coming. Harris: What and miss out on a dance with Sgt Wield. So do you like my party outfit Sir? Dalziel: Yeah, very nice Bomber. Harris: Sorry, what was that? You can call me stupid names all you like sir though I'm not answering to them, its Carrie or DC Harris take your pick. Dalziel: Are they all like you, the under 25's? Harris: Yeah in your dreams.

Dalziel: Shop talk. (Watches others from balcony) The truth will out, hey Wieldy. Peter hasn't got many friends apart from the force. Wield: He's just moved in Sir. And he had you before.