The Good Life (TV Series)
Plough Your Own Furrow (1975)
Richard Briers: Tom Good
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Quotes
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Tom : What do you think?
Barbara : I need to think.
Tom : Garden?
Barbara : Yes.
Tom : [fetches wellies] Right. Left. Coat.
Barbara : Coat.
[leaves to pace in the garden]
Tom : Piece of cake?
Barbara : No thank you.
[continues pacing]
Barbara : Do you want to sell up and buy a small holding in the country to do this?
Tom : No, this isn't meant to be the full going back to nature thing, besides we love this house too much to sell it.
Barbara : Self-sufficiency in Surbiton.
Tom : Yes, I know it'll make the avenue look a bit odd.
Barbara : No no.
[continues pacing]
Barbara : I couldn't kill chickens.
Tom : Alright, I'll chop their heads off with my black and decker while you're not looking.
Barbara : [continues pacing] What happens when we need new clothes?
Tom : I'll have made the loom by then. With the wool from the goat.
Barbara : No no.
[finishes pacing]
Tom : Well? Well?
Barbara : You're on.
Tom : What?
Barbara : We'll do it.
Tom : Now, have you thought about this?
Barbara : What do you think I've been doing? Taking my wellies for a walk?
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Tom : When I get a birthday card from my wife, I expect a loving, sickly verse. Not "Another nail in your coffin you old wreck!"
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Margo : [sitting in bed while Jerry stares out the window] What is it? What's going on?
Jerry : The Goods. They're dancing in their goldfish pond.
Margo : Ask them why?
Jerry : I hadn't thought of that. Why?
Barbara : Celebrating.
Jerry : Your birthday was yesterday.
Tom : No. We're celebrating we found out how to beat it!
Margo : What's he saying?
Jerry : Margo, if you're so damned interested, why don't you get out of bed yourself and have a look?
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[first lines]
Tom : [reading a birthday card] "Mozart and Mendelssohn were dead by 40, why aren't you?" How thoughtful.
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Tom : [to Barbara] I'd run off with you if you weren't married.
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Tom : [to Jerry] So if I unleash all this dynamite I'm carrying around i'd be up in seventh heaven on the old sixth floor too, would I?
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Tom : [to Barbara] In four years time, Brian and all the whizz kids will be up on the fifth floor, and where will I be? Doing a Mr. Chips with a lot of infants.
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[last lines]
Tom : Now if you'll excuse me, I've got three hundred weight of spuds to put in.