Micky: When they're not using their big stick, they're farting. Aren't men horrible?
Micky: If I'd played me cards right I'd be in America now... Remember that Yank I went out with, Mrs. D? He thought I had lovely eyes. Hated the rest of me, but thought I had lovely eyes!... And I end up by falling for a dwarf.
Eileen: That's all we need, you singing. As if life isn't purgatory enough without that.
Uncle Ted: I've switched the light off. I don't know whether I'm doing right or wrong.
