- Graeme Garden: Y'know, that's a pretty weird garden they've got out there.
- Bill Oddie: Yeah, well, you're a pretty weird gardener!
- Tim Brooke-Taylor: [after falling in the river] Nanny didn't like that at all; Nanny swallowed a fish!
- Cecily: They even put a curse on me!
- Graeme Garden: [Disbelieving] A curse?
- Cecily: Every time I go out to play, terrible disasters happen to me!
- Tim Brooke-Taylor: Nonsense! Come, I shall take you out to play.
- Bill Oddie: Yeah? Well, that's one disaster for a start!
- Bill Oddie: [Cecily has gone to bed] Well, I reckon it's bedtime for us, too, eh? Where are we gonna sleep?
- Tim Brooke-Taylor: I'm not sleeping anywhere.
- Graeme Garden: Chicken!
- Tim Brooke-Taylor: [Nervously] No! Not... not at all. I'm just not tired, that's all.
- [Stifles a yawn]
- Tim Brooke-Taylor: Anyway I think we owe it to little Cecily to stay awake just in... just in case.
- Bill Oddie: [Equally nervous] That's right, w-w-we do.
- Tim Brooke-Taylor: There's nothing to be frightened of; I mean, we're all three, big butch men.
- Bill Oddie: Yes, we are!
- Graeme Garden: Right!
- [pulls out a deck of cards]
- Graeme Garden: How about a game of cards?
- Tim Brooke-Taylor: What should we play?
- Graeme Garden: Happy Families!
- Cecily: Nanny, are you frightened?
- Tim Brooke-Taylor: Me? Frightened? Of COURSE I'm not frightened. I'm terrified!