Deric's mother:
Ten minutes of this rain will do more good in half an hour than a fortnight of ordinary rain would do in a month.

Deric's mother:
Hello Lawrence.

Deric:
It's Kenneth.

Deric's mother:
Oh, I knew it was something of Arabia.

Joan:
What are you smoking, lad?

Deric Longden:
Three Nuns.

Joan:
Well I think one of them's just farted. Put it out, Deric. Never fools anyone, anyway.