- [last lines]
- Clegg: Crowcroft. So, I mean, how is he?
- Truly: Well, he was looking much better when he said goodbye.
- Clegg: Goodbye? Where's he going?
- Billy: Into a monastery he said.
- Truly: In Peru.
- Alvin: Maybe it's nice in Peru.
- Billy: Maybe there are no warts in Peru.
- Clegg: Huh. I must admit I've never seen a Peruvian with a wart. I was only thinking so this morning. I suppose we've led such sheltered lives. You get to our age and you've never seen a Peruvian with a wart.
- [first lines]
- Billy: Tha's looking for a female companion; I'm looking to get rid of the wife's sister. It's the perfect solution.
- Smiler: Uh, I wouldn't say perfect.
- Billy: She's quite... well... very nearly quite attractive. If you don't mind warts.
- Tom: We've talked about blemishes; he's not expecting perfection. He- he'd consider loss of leg, going bald.
- Billy: You're home free. She's got a full set.
- Smiler: What about facial hair?
- Billy: Yeah, with nearly every wart! Eee, th've struck lucky again, Smiler. Is this uncanny or what!
- Tom: He doesn't mind warts, do you?
- Smiler: Depends on the bits in between.
- Billy: Ah. The warts are the best bits. But, she'd be company for you in the winter of your years.
- Smiler: It sounds like another hard winter.