Sarah: [Speaking about Tom] It must be fascinating being a vet. It's a pity, in a way, he's not a proper doctor.
Annie: [Defensively] He is a proper doctor. He just prefers animals to people.
Norman: What's inside you, Reg, apart from twelve bowls of corn flakes?... What do you feel with Sarah? Don't you ever feel like saying to her, "No! This is me - the real me - look at me?"
Reg: [Answering after slowly clearing his throat] I'll tell you something, Norman. You're a nice bloke. You've got your faults, but you're a nice bloke. But I think you're the last person I ever want to have breakfast with again.