- Sid Flower: Where do you think you're going?
- Jack: Oh, for God's sake, Sid, Donna's burned herself, we've got to make sure she's OK.
- Sid Flower: It's just a splash, get on with your work.
- Jack: Go and get the first aid box, Donna, I'll be through in a minute.
- [angrily, to Sid]
- Jack: Now, listen to me, you cringing mediocrity, unless you start to show some approaching good manners to that girl, the fish won't be the only things that get battered in this place. Now, you'll have to manage on your own. OK?
- Sid Flower: What do you think you're doing standing here? Donna, get some more chicken on, and while you're at it, sort out tonight's chips, you big fat lump.
- Jack: Oi, can't you be pleasant for once? You pay peanuts, you might at least treat your staff decently.
- Sid Flower: I don't pay you to give us lectures. Now heat them beans up, or you're out that door.
- Jack: [chuckling] That's the best offer I've had all week.
- Sid Flower: Get on with your work, pick them beans up or else.
- Jack: Don't tempt me.
- Sid Flower: I said, pick them beans up!
- [Joe enters]
- Jack: You want beans? I'll give you beans!
- [pours beans all over Sid, much to the amusement of Donna and the customers]