- Agatha Spanner: This is a respectable and refined neighbourhood AND DON'T YOU BLOODY FORGET IT.
Vic Spanner: How can I, when you keep reminding me of it so nicely. »
- Beattie: Well, we know Joey's a he-bird...
Sid: Cock.
Beattie: He is! The man in the pet shop said so! »
- Chloe Moore: Come on Fred, I'll get you something to eat.
Fred Moore: I could do with a bit.
Sid: Spoken like a true man! »
- Chloe Moore: Fred do you really think I would I'd want to play around with anyone else about when I got a smashing bloke like you to play around with?
Fred Moore: I know women, when there's no prime beef handy they'll do with any old scrag end.
Chloe Moore: Well then you want to make sure there's plenty of prime beef when they need it, don't you? »
- Chloe Moore: Oh hello Fred, Sid just give me a life home.
Fred Moore: I hope that's all he gave you! »
- Chloe Moore: Old tinder bottom's off again, nothing bloomin' strike I suppose.
Maud: Oh no, what's it for?
Chloe Moore: You know our Vic, he never has known what it's for! »
- Lewis Boggs: You may not understand exactly what it means, but since I have been working in this factory I have been making a time and motion study.
Chloe Moore: Oh I know what it means Mr Lewis and if you've got the time I've certainly got the motion.
Lewis Boggs: Don't think I haven't noticed it Mrs Moore, especially in your main production department.
Chloe Moore: Oh you cheeky devil. »
- Sid: How about some food?
Beattie: Well I could make you some Beans on toast or something?
Sid: No, nothing to elaborate thank you. »
- Sid: I see a marriage and one, two, three... fourteen children! »
- Vic Spanner: Oh Yes. I was just going in myself, I'll show you where it is. Yes, we've got a lovely pair of canteens here and a nice load of people. »
- W.C.: Fakes, that's all they are, sitting there staring in their crystal whatsitsnames.
Sid: Balls.
W.C.: I quite agree! »
- W.C.: Well Miss Withering, how does it feel, comfortable?
Hortence Withering: Yes I think so Mr Boggs.
W.C.: Good, good. Comfort before beauty, that's what I always say.
Sid: It a bit big in the bowl, ain't it?
Charles Coote: It is only 2 centrementres more than our last model and I'm sure we shan't fall out over that.
Sid: Its falling in I'm worried about!
W.C.: No, no! I live your overall design Mr Coote.
Charles Coote: Oh thank you Sir.
Hortence Withering: May I get off now please?
W.C.: Yes of course Mrs Withering, and thank you you have been most patient.
Sid: Yes like Jove on a monument, and what a monument!
W.C.: Yes, we must make sure that the catch is strong enough to support the seat.
Sid: Do you mind if I try it?
W.C.: No, go ahead.
Sid: Yes I don't think I could stand it for more than half an hour.
Charles Coote: It was hardly designed for a reading room!
Sid: Ere... Look at this very slender this pedestle... Isn't it?
Charles Coote: It's streamlined!
Sid: What for, wind resistance?
Charles Coote: In any case the thickness has nothing to do whatsoever with the tensile strength.
W.C.: I hope your right Mr Coote. I have had bitter experience of what happens when one of these collapses, or rather my poor wife had, God rest her soul. »
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