- Tom: I mean, I've only asked two other women to marry me and they both said yes.
- Diana: But, Tom, you've only been married once.
- Tom: I was engaged to my nanny when I was four. She broke it off. Said that the fifty year age gap would always be a problem. So we went our separate ways. She must be a hundred and thirty years old by now.
- [first lines]
- Diana: Insulin level nine. Hm, appears pretty good; all systems go. Or as near to go as I'm going to get this side of the grave.
- Tom: Morning, Diana.
- Diana: Unh, you're dressed.
- Tom: Yes, I usually get dressed when I'm going out. Except for that time when I forgot and went down to the library in my pyjamas.
- Diana: Well, they were my pyjamas, actually. My baby-doll pyjamas. Still, never mind; even the magistrate thought you looked cute.
- Diana: That man is a well-known local fruitcake. He is not Stirling Moss, Alan Frost or Nigel Mansell.
- Sgt. Watt: So you say this gentleman'ss given us a false name.
- Diana: Yes. He is really Niki Lauda.
- Sgt. Watt: Who is he?
- Diana: Lauda.
- Sgt. Watt: [loudly] Who is he?
- Diana: Never mind, it was an old joke.
- [last lines]
- Diana: What did you say, Tom?
- Tom: I said, will you marry me?
- Diana: No.
- Jamie Edwards: Ah well, so much for happy endings.