When the Wind Blows (1986) Poster

(1986)

Peggy Ashcroft: Hilda Bloggs

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Quotes 

  • [dying of radiation poisoning] 

    Hilda : Shall we... pray, dear?

    Jim : Pray?

    Hilda : Yes.

    Jim : All right then... But... to who?

    Hilda : God, of course.

    Jim : Oh, oh, oh, I see... Yes, yes... Would that be the correct thing?

    Hilda : It can't do any harm, dear.

    Jim : Ok, um... Here it goes... Dear sir...

    Hilda : No, that's wrong, dear.

    Jim : Well, uh... How, how do you start?

    Hilda : Our God...

    Jim : -our help, in ages past...

    Hilda : That's it, dear. Keep it up.

    Jim : Almighty and most merciful father...

    Hilda : That's good.

    Jim : Dearly beloved... we are gathered... unto thee. I shall fear no evil. Thy rod and thy staff comfort me all the days of my life.

    [beginning to suffocate] 

    Jim : Lay me down in green pastures... I... I can't remember anymore.

    Hilda : That was nice, dear. I liked the bit about the green pastures.

    Jim : Oh, yes, yes. Into the valley of the shadow of death...

    Hilda : Oh, no more love. No more.

    Jim : ...rode the six hundred.

    [they die] 

  • Hilda : [as she hears a radio announcement about an imminent nuclear missile attack]  Oh dear, I'd better bring the washing in.

  • Hilda : Look! My hair's coming out.

    Jim : Don't, don't, don't worry, Dearest! Don't worry! Don't worry! Women don't go bald. No! That's a... that's a scientific fact!

  • Jim : I wonder if there's any radiation about.

    Hilda : Well, I can't see anything.

    Jim : Hurry up dear and get back in the Inner Core or Refuge. We'd better have an early night.

    Hilda : Well if you can't see it and can't feel it, it can't be doing you any harm, can it?

  • Hilda : The grass looks a funny color.

    Jim : Yes. I'll pop down to Mr. Sponge's tomorrow and get some bone meal and dried blood.

    Hilda : He may be closed due to the bomb dear.

    Jim : What, old Sponge? Heh heh. Miss a day's trade? Oh not him. He'd rather die.

  • Hilda : Will we have an Anderson, like in the last war?

    Jim : Oh no Dear, that's old-fashioned, with modern scientific methods you just use doors with cushions on top.

  • Hilda : Ooh, it's stuffy in these bags.

    Jim : Now you know what it feels like to be a potato.

    Hilda : [chuckles]  I should hate that, being buried in the ground.

    Jim : Oh yes, so would I, give me cremation every time.

    Hilda : Oh me too.

  • Jim : [reading from pamphlet]  During this period, reduced external stimuli may produce problems of group behavior.

    Hilda : Oh yes, I see, Dear.

    Jim : [reading from pamphlet]  Steps to combat this may include the following: At intervals, stimulate group activities...

    Hilda : Don't you dare start stimulating, James. I'm not in the mood.

  • Jim : Old Joe Stalin.

    Hilda : He was a nice chap. I liked him. Like an uncle, he was.

  • Hilda : I don't see how it could've been much worse. I'll never get them clean.

  • Hilda : It was nice in the war, really.

  • Hilda : I wonder if we'd have been better off in the cellar.

    Jim : Oh no, dear. Too damp. Think of my rheumatism!

  • Jim : It looks as if there's going to be a war, dear. They say it might break out at any time now.

    Hilda : Well, at least you won't be called up, James. You're far too old.

    Jim : [laughs]  Why, thank you, my beloved. I'm still two years younger than you.

  • Jim : Mind you, diet is very important. "you are what you eat" and "survival of the fittest" an' all that. That's why so many people are jogging and eating lots of all-bran i expect. Only the fittest will survive the outcome of the Nuclear Holocaust. They eat lots of beans, too.

    Hilda : They give you wind beans they do. You certainly shouldn't eat beans, James.

    Jim : Let's not get personal, ducks. I'm trying to have a scientific discussion.

  • Jim : Better go over to Radio Four.

    [He changes the station on the radio] 

    Hilda : [switches the radio back to the station it was previously tuned to]  I like Radio Two.

    Jim : [switches back to Radio Four]  Radio Four is better for the international situation.

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