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: You can't just go 'round killing people just because you don't approve of them! Grace Hawkins
: You know, that's what my doctors used to say. It was the one point we could never agree on.
[Holly opens the video camera to find Lance had filmed her undressing
] Holly Goodfellow
: Who the hell is this guy? I'll kill him! Grace Hawkins
: Oh, that won't be necessary, dear.
: Aren't we forgetting the small matter of dead bodies? Grace Hawkins
: How did you know about the other bodies? Gloria Goodfellow
: What other bodies? Grace Hawkins
: Oh. You didn't know about the other bodies... Gloria Goodfellow
: WHAT other bodies? Grace Hawkins
: Oh, just Mr. Brown's dog. And... and Mr. Brown. Gloria Goodfellow
: You killed them too? Grace Hawkins
: I did it for you, dear.
: You know, men do sometimes lose their way, dear. I mean, Walter is a sweet soul, but he's a bit slow-witted like the rest of them. Gloria Goodfellow
: So you were married too? Grace Hawkins
: Yes I was. A long time ago. Gloria Goodfellow
: Did he lose his way? Grace Hawkins
: With a little help from another woman. Gloria Goodfellow
: Ohh... Grace Hawkins
: Completely lost his head over her.
[Petey has just seen his bullies' bikes give way under them, not knowing that Grace cut the brake cables
] Petey Goodfellow
: Billy Martin's dead! Mummy! Mummy! Billy Martin came after me, but Grace was there and all I said was "broccoli" and now he's dead! Billy Martin's dead! Woo Hoo!
[Petey runs inside cheering
] Gloria Goodfellow
: [whispering to Grace
] Could we have a word? Is Billy Martin really dead? Grace Hawkins
: [whispers back
] No, just unconscious if I'm any judge. But please don't tell Petey; he's so excited.
: Grace,could you come and look at the pie? Grace Hawkins
: Of course dear. Holly Goodfellow
: I fucked up big time
[closes kitchen window
] Grace Hawkins
: I don't think she should use that language dear, I really don't.
: [on meeting Grant the Goth
] Oh, is it Halloween?
: This is Grace speaking. Would you like to come out from under the bed? Gloria Goodfellow
: Um... Coming.
: She said herself she had a dicky heart.
: It's not as though anyone's going to miss her.
[Gloria sees Lance's dead body in his car
] Gloria Goodfellow
: Oh Jesus Christ. Grace Hawkins
: It's all right. I didn't chop him up or anything grisly like that. Where are you going? Gloria Goodfellow
: I'm not doing it. Grace Hawkins
: But I can't drive. Gloria Goodfellow
: I'm not getting in the car. Grace Hawkins
: I'm a learner. Officially I need someone with me. Gloria Goodfellow
: I would say under the circumstances the normal rules do not apply.
: This cannot go on mother, I've had enough. Grace Hawkins
: I understand you're upset. Gloria Goodfellow
: Too bloody right I'm upset, I've got two dead bodies. One in the pond and one in the sitting room. Grace Hawkins
: No, you've got three dead bodies in the pond because you're forgetting... Gloria Goodfellow
: Grace, this has gone far enough. And I mean it.
: Have you thought about sex? Reverend Walter Goodfellow
: What? Grace Hawkins
: The Bible. It's full of sex, haven't you noticed? Song of Solomon? Reverend Walter Goodfellow
: Ah yes, but that's a song between a devout man and God. Grace Hawkins
: No. It's about sex. You read it again vicar.
: Good old broccoli, eh? Shall we have some for supper?
: I wonder if he's found that dog yet. Grace Hawkins
: Oh, Mr Brown's on holiday. Gloria Goodfellow
: Oh? Where? Grace Hawkins
: I think he said 'down under'.
: It was a simple misunderstanding. It could happen to anyone.
: Oh my. Aren't you a busy bee?
: Is she...? Grace Hawkins
: Yes, I believe she is. Holly Goodfellow
: Oh God, oh God, oh God.