Jill Tyrrell: Talk about skeletons, Cath!
Cathy Cole: Oh, he'll fill out.
Jill Tyrrell: I'm talkin' about sons I aint never heard of comin' out the woodworm.
Cathy Cole: Well, he's been at boarding school down here.
Jill Tyrrell: There's always one you love less.
[Cathy and Jill leave the house to find a very large steming pile of human waste on the lawn]
Cathy Cole: Golly gum drops! Do you know anything about that, Jill?
Jill Tyrrell: Don't know, Cath. Sue was pilin' them biscuits in. Maybe that Vicar, y'know, in his country.
Don Cole: Jill, I'm gonna have to go. Cath'll be wondering where I've got to.
Jill Tyrrell: Please stay with me, Don. Got a pot of Ravioli in my bag.
Don Cole: Sounds great, Jill. But...
Jill Tyrrell: Please, Don! We could share some meaty cushions!