Gary Kemp credited as playing...
Ronald Kray
- Palendri: I love London - it's so wonderfully dirty. And The Beatles - I adore The Beatles. You know The Beatles?
- Reggie Kray: No
- Ronald Kray: I believe they know us.
- [the Kray twins have been called up for National Service in the Army]
- Drill Sergeant: You are not people any more. You are not human beings. You are part of a machine. You do not wear what you want to, think what you want to - you wear what we tell you, think what we tell you, eat when we tell you, sleep, shit and fuck when we tell you!
- [a soldier giggles]
- Drill Sergeant: Someone stick a feather up your arse, lad?
- Soldier: Sarge?
- Drill Sergeant: You're grinning like a bloody Cheshire cat!
- [Ronnie and Reggie start walking away]
- Drill Sergeant: And where do you little darlings think you're off to?
- Reggie Kray: Home, for a cup of tea with our mum.
- Drill Sergeant: Get your nasty little arses back in here!
- Reggie Kray: Look, you've got nothing to say and you're saying it too loudly. So...
- Ronald Kray: ...Bollocks!
- [the other soldiers laugh]
- Drill Sergeant: QUIET!
- [the Sergeant tries to restrain Ronnie and Reggie, so, in perfect synchrony, they both floor him with a punch]
- Reggie Kray: So what do you think?
- Ronald Kray: Of who?
- Reggie Kray: Frances.
- Ronald Kray: Pretty. You gonna marry her?
- Reggie Kray: Yeah!
- [Ronnie and Reggie hold down the Italian gangster on the snooker table after he has demanded protection money]
- Ronald Kray: You go back and you tell Rutherman no-one fucks with us. This is nothing. Give me your hand. Do it!
- [Ronnie sticks a sword through the gangster's hand and twists it. Blood drips from the snooker table]
- Italian Gangster: [screams]
- Reggie Kray: Just show him this and tell him we let you off lightly. Hear me? Say "thank you".
- Ronald Kray: Say "thank you".
- Reggie Kray: Say "thank you".
- Italian Gangster: [screams] Thank you.
- Ronald Kray: What are you doing with that? Are you going to bake me a cake? Gonna sing me a song and watch me blow out me fucking candles? I come here for a fucking shootout, right? A proper shootout with some proper men. Like Colonel Custer and Geronimo. Have you ever heard of them? No. Because you were too in your penny baking fucking fairy cakes weren't you?