Jimmy Porter: I'm getting hungry.
Cliff Lewis: You're a bloody pig.
Jimmy Porter: You're like a sex maniac only with you it's food - you'll end up in the News of the World, you wait - James Porter, 25, was bound over last night after pleading guilty to interfering with a small cabbage and a tin of beans. The accused said he hadn't been feeling well for some time and had been having blackouts.

Jimmy Porter: I'm sorry.
Alison Porter: Get out.
Jimmy Porter: You think I did it on purpose?
Alison Porter: Clear out of my sight!

Jimmy Porter: If you slap me, by God I'll lay you out.
Helena Charles: You would, you're the type.
Jimmy Porter: You bet I'm the type, the type that hates physical violence.

Jimmy Porter: Ladies and gentlemen, a little recitation entitled 'she was only a gravediggers daughter but she loved lying under the sod'.

Jimmy Porter: Look down your nose at her once more...
Alison Porter: I just couldn't bear to be touched.
Jimmy Porter: You made that perfectly plain.

Jimmy Porter: Nigel and Alison, they're what they sound like, sycophantic, phlegmatic and pusillanimous.
Cliff Lewis: Big words.
Jimmy Porter: Shall I tell you what they mean?
Cliff Lewis: No not interested, don't want to know.
Jimmy Porter: Soapy, stodgy and dim.

Jimmy Porter: Remember that time we first met, grisly party. Didn't really notice me at all. I couldn't take my eyes off you all evening. You seemed to have such a wonderful relaxation of spirit. I knew that was what I wanted. Then after we were married I realised it wasn't relaxation after all. To relax you've got to sweat your guts out. You, you never had a hair out of place or a bead of sweat anywhere. I know I'm a lost caues but I thought if you loved me it didn't really matter.
Alison Porter: It does matter, I was wrong. I don't want to be neutral, I want to be a lost cause. Don't you understand - it's gone, that helpless human being inside my body. I thought it was so safe and secure in there but its gone. All I wanted was to die. I was in pain and all I could think about was you and what I'd lost.

Jimmy Porter: Shall I tell you the truth about her? She is a cow. I wouldn't mind that so much only she's in great danger of becoming a sacred cow as well.

Jimmy Porter: She's taken you with her and you're so bloody wet you've let her do it.
Alison Porter: All I want is a little peace.

Jimmy Porter: Well, what's the matter with you?
Helena Charles: I just feel quite sick, that's all. Sick with contempt and loathing.