Nurse: Is this man bothering you?
Phil: 'Course he is. He's me dad.
Harry: It's a bloody euphonium.
Andy: Sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll, hey ladies?
Vera: Aye, but we can do without the drugs and rock 'n' roll.
Shane: I don't like seein' Dad sad, Mam, but I'd sooner see him sad than not see him at all.
Shane: How the hell do you die happy?