A Chorus of Disapproval (1989)

Anthony Hopkins: Dafydd Ap Llewellyn

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Quotes 

• Dafydd Ap Llewellyn : Ian's just told me. About you and Hannah. You bastard. I just want you to know I think you're a total and utter bastard and that one of these days I hope you'll get what's coming to you.

  [pause] 

  Dafydd Ap Llewellyn : Having said that, best of luck with the show tonight and I hope it goes really well for you.

• [during rehearsals, Ted has left the stage, thinking that he had finished his part in the scene] 

  Dafydd Ap Llewellyn : Unbelievable, this, isn't it? Unbelievable! Ten days we've been at this, ten days! And where are we? Page 15, isn't it?

  Ted Washbrook : [sheepishly]  Sorry, everyone. I shouldn't have gone off.

  Dafydd Ap Llewellyn : Well, you were only expressing in actions, Ted, what will by this time be the heartfelt wishes of the entire audience.

• Dafydd Ap Llewellyn : Don't mind us, Mr. Jones, you'll get used to us. Possibly.

• Dafydd Ap Llewellyn : Women, they never like being taken by surprise, do they? Unless they know what it is in advance.

• [talking about Hannah] 

  Dafydd Ap Llewellyn : I call her my Swiss Army wife. No man should be without one.

  [laughs] 

  Dafydd Ap Llewellyn : It's just that she's got a blade missing - always has had.

• Dafydd Ap Llewellyn : Ahhh, Mr. Jones. Welcome to my... filing cabinet.

• Rebecca Huntley-Pike : Will you be needing us this afternoon or will you not? Only, some of us have nice comfy homes we'd prefer to be in!

  Dafydd Ap Llewellyn : GO ON, GO HOME, THEN! GO HOME TO YOUR NICE,

  [silly voice] 

  Dafydd Ap Llewellyn : COMFY LITTTLE HOMES!

  [throws his sandwich at the wall] 

  Dafydd Ap Llewellyn : BUGGER OFF, THE BLOODY LOT OF YOU!

• Dafydd Ap Llewellyn : [interrupting Ted reading out his lines]  TED, THAT IS CUT! THAT WAS CUT TWO DAYS AGO!

  Ted Washbrook : [looking at his script]  Sorry, I don't have it.

  Dafydd Ap Llewellyn : No, you don't have anything, Ted, that's your trouble, man! You don't have any ability, you don't have any intelligence, you don't have one single scrap of artistic sensibility and most important of all, YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE A BLOODY PENCIL!

  [points at lines on Ted's script, aggressively hitting it with his finger] 

  Dafydd Ap Llewellyn : THERE! THAT IS CUT, THAT IS CUT AND THAT IS CUT!

  [grabs the script off of Ted and rips it up] 

  Dafydd Ap Llewellyn : AND THE WHOLE SODDING THING IS CUT! CUT! THERE! That all right for you? YOU BULL-HEADED CHOC ICE!

  [he spits on the floor and walks off the stage]