- [last lines]
- Caroline: [Gillian has just driven into the parking space that Caroline was about to reverse into. Caroline is furious and scolds Gillian as they join their parents in the pub] That was the most selfish, mindless piece of driving I have ever witnessed.
- Gillian: I won't be a minute, love, then you can have it.
- Caroline: You could see I'd got my reversing lights on. You could see that I'd already started manoeuvring.
- Gillian: Yeah, well, if you keep your hair on I'll be less than sixty seconds.
- Caroline: Idiot!
- Gillian: Snotty bitch!
- Raff: [scoffing] Are you gonna let her talk to you like that?
- Caroline: [to Celia] Mum. You all right?
- Celia: Fine.
- Caroline: This must be Alan.
- Celia: Yes.
- Caroline: [shaking Alan's hand] How do you do? I'm Caroline.
- Alan: How do you do?
- Caroline: Thank you for staying with her 'til I got here. We're gonna to have to go. Some brain-dead, low-life, trailer-trash stole my parking space.
- Alan: [pointing at Gillian] And you've met my daughter.
- Caroline: Sorry?
- Alan: Gillian, this is Celia. And Caroline.
- Gillian: [smiling at Celia] Hello Celia. I've heard a lot about you. I've met Caroline.
- Celia: [holding Alan's hand] Right, well, we've got some news for you. For both of you.
- Alan, Celia: We're getting married.
- [in a pub]
- Waitress: What can I get you?
- Celia: [peering at the blackboard] Oo! Um! What do you suppose a "crappuccino" is, Alan.
- Alan: Isn't that an "F"?
- Celia: Is it? Where?
- Alan: On the board.
- Celia: Is it?
- Waitress: It's "frappuccino" - coffee with ice.
- Celia: They've always to muck everything about these days, haven't they? Still, if you're not taking risks, you're not living. That's what our William says. And he lives in his bedroom, so what does he know?
- [Alan chuckles]
- Celia: Oh go on, I'll have one.
- Alan: Well following that impeccable logic, I'll have one as well.
- [the waitress walks away]
- Alan: You knew damn well that didn't say "crappuccino".
- Celia: Well, people bother with you more if they think you're senile.
- John: Um, I'm tempted to say it's a long story, but it isn't really. In fact, it's pretty straightforward. Turns out, Judith's a bit of an alcoholic. I knew she had a significant relationship with the stuff, I knew she liked to drink, but, um, yeah. Didn't realize the extent of it.
- Caroline: Has she tried to get help?
- John: Oh, yeah. More than once. I don't think it's something that'll sort itself out overnight. Well, if ever, in fact, so... Yeah.
- Caroline: So, how does this involve me?
- Gillian: What did you say to Raffy?
- Alan: Hm?
- Gillian: About buying him a car?
- Alan: Oh...
- Gillian: He does his own thing, Dad.
- [sighing]
- Gillian: If he wants to be friends with Robbie, fine. I hate him. Dozy pillock. But... He's Eddie's brother. And Raff has to make up his own mind about folk.
- Alan: I asked him not to tell you.
- Gillian: Yeah, and I appreciate that. I appreciate you interfering.
- [laughs]
- Gillian: I love it when you interfere. But I'm not stopping him doing stuff he likes doing. He has to outgrow things, naturally, and then he won't resent people.
- [pauses]
- Gillian: Me.