- Nella Last: [voiceover] ... There is, of course, my sister-in-law's rather peculiar whirlwind engagement.
- Dot: Still can't believe it. Went to the Isle of Man--got myself a man!
- Mrs Whittaker: Good job you didn't go to the Isle of Dogs!
- [at the dinner table]
- Mr. Whittaker: [jovially] What's the gen on your jolly old war wound, son?
- Madeleine Whittaker: Dad's a fighter pilot--can you tell?
- Mr. Whittaker: Where did the beggars get you, son? What was it? Hand-grenade?
- Cliff Last: [mechanically] Left thigh. Right thigh. Right buttock. Bladder. Penis.
- [embarrassed silence]
- Mrs Whittaker: Could you reach me the beetroot, Edith, please?
- [on VJ Night, Nella is standing at the living-room window watching the victory fireworks]
- Nella Last: Must have come through on the last news at quarter to 12. Come and see! There's huge rockets going up from the ships in the dock. Come and see!
- Daddy - Will Last: [miserably] They woke me up.
- Nella Last: So that's peace, then.
- Daddy - Will Last: Well, it's not *my* idea of peace, this damn racket. Hope it's not going to go on all night.
- Nella Last: Shall we go out? Have a see, have a drive around?
- Daddy - Will Last: I can see drunken fools anytime. I'm back to my bed. Will *you* go?
- Nella Last: I might just have a look.
- [Will grunts]
- Daddy - Will Last: Watch out for folk chucking firecrackers.