- Daisy Steiner: What do you do Brain?
- Brian Topp: An artist.
- Tim Bisley: I'm an artist!
- Daisy Steiner: Oh, what kind of thing do you do?
- Brian Topp: Anger.
- [Brian in creepy anger-laden montage]
- Brian Topp: Pain.
- [Brian in creepy pain-laden montage]
- Brian Topp: Fear
- [Brian in creepy fear-laden montage]
- Brian Topp: Aggression.
- [Brian in creepy aggression-laden montage]
- Brian Topp: [Tim and Daisy stare blankly, hesitant and terribly freaked out]
- Daisy Steiner: Ww... water colours, or...?
- Brian: It's a bit more complex than that.
- Daisy: Tim does cartoons.
- Tim: It's a bit more complex than that.
- Daisy Steiner: Do you rent downstairs?
- Brian: You mean am I gay?
- Daisy Steiner: WHAT?
- Brian: You mean am I gay?
- Daisy Steiner: No, I meant "Do you rent the downstairs flat?"
- Brian: Oh. Yep, sort of.
- Tim: Are you gay?
- Brian: Hmm?
- Tim: Are you gay?
- Brian: [in deep contemplation] No...
- Daisy Steiner: You have a potentially fatal allergy to Brazil nuts...
- Tim Bisley: Yes. I have no memory of Christmas 1979. Mind you, I have no memory of Christmas 1994 either.
- Daisy Steiner: Oh, why not?
- Tim Bisley: I don't know.
- Marsha Klien: It was the fuckin' dog!
- [lights a cigarette and takes a small drag]
- Marsha Klien: It was like... the dog was some kind of replacement. He used to let her sleep in the bed, actually IN the bed... sometimes I used to wonder... y'know? Anyway, eventually I had to say "It is the dog or me" and he chose the dog...
- [takes another drag of her cigarette]
- Marsha Klien: bitch!
- Daisy: Every morning I wake up and it's the same. I get up and I buy the paper, and I circle them all, and I phone them only to discover they've been taken by a bunch of fucking psychic house hunters.
- Tim: You're scared of mice and spiders, but oh-so-much greater is your fear that one day the two species will cross-breed to form an all-powerful race of mice-spiders who will immobilize human beings in giant webs in order to steal cheese.
- [Tim is being dumped by girlfriend Sarah]
- Tim: Just... give me a reason. You think I'm unemotional, don't you? I can *be* emotional. Jesus, I cried like a child at the end of Terminator 2.
- Tim: You can't dangle the bogus carrot of possible reconciliation in front of my face whilst riding some other donkey.