Jack: Hi, what's cookin'?
Shannon: An early tea, I hope.
Jack: [preventing her from entering the house] Well, yeah, yeah. I'm heading down to the store, so if you wanna come along for the walk...
Shannon: No thanks, I've already had one.
Jack: Listen, It's still a little *ugly* inside, so me, Sam and Damo, we're going down to the surf club...
Shannon: Look, I haven't had the best day in the world, so let's just leave.
Shannon: A lot girls might think you're cute but I just don't *happen* to agree. On top of which, I've got a boyfriend! And even if I didn't, You wouldn't be anywhere *near* the top of the list, so why don't you put your flashy smile in your back pocket and go and sit on it!
Jack: [calls after her] Have you ever happened to think that *you're* wrong and the other girls are *Right?*
Rob: G'day, Alf come on in.
Alf: [gets a whiff of the Garlic in the air] Hogan's Ghost! You're not gonna be attacked by Vampires for a while, are ya?
Rob: Irene's Magic Mixture; "Guaranteed Cure-All".
Alf: I tell you what, Irene. If you've got any of that muck left, give us a hoy; I can sell it off as Paint stripper!
Irene: [sarcastic] Ha, Ha. Everyone's a comedian but Mark my words; Rob'll be tuckin' into his Tempura in no time!