- Tramways supervisor: [to Malcolm] I employ a bloke like you out of the goodness of my heart and what do I get? Some loony who uses the department's time, money,and spare parts to build his own model tram for Christ's sake!
- Malcolm Hughes: One: Do you have any references?
- Frank Baker: References?
- Malcolm Hughes: Two: Are you a neat and tidy person who makes his, stroke, her own bed and washes the dishes?
- Frank Baker: Hey?
- Malcolm Hughes: Three: Are you a good cook?
- Frank Baker: Listen, I just want a room.
- Frank Baker: I can run faster than this. Open her up.
- Malcolm Hughes: What, Frank?
- Frank Baker: Faster! Faster!
- Malcolm Hughes: This is as fast as it will go.
- Frank Baker: Shit!
- Malcolm Hughes: Open the glove box.
- Frank Baker: Just drive this shit-heap, will you?
- Malcolm Hughes: Open the glove box.
- Frank Baker: All right.
- Mrs. T: [to Malcolm] Malcolm, I know you don't understand but I can't give you any more milk or bread or newspapers. You haven't paid me for three weeks. You've got no job and you're not trying to get another one. If your mother was alive she'd be horrified. Spending your money on these toys.
- Frank Baker: I just got out of jail. So if you're gonna blabber that all over the place, we may as well pack up and leave now.
- Judith: Frank.
- Malcolm Hughes: You're not gonna leave, are ya?
- TV Announcer: One is registered LDW, the other O73. Police describe the drivers as being in their early thirties.
- Judith: What in God's name got into you?
- Frank Baker: He did it himself.
- Judith: Crap Frank. You're a bloody liar!
- Frank Baker: Cops wouldn't know where to start looking. He never left his bedroom.
- Judith: They're not total idiots. They find out sooner or later.