Evelyn Doyle: It's great that we're on the top floor, so Santa can park his reindeer near.
Desmond Doyle: I never laid a hand to her in anger once, though she gave me just cause for it. Maybe that's where I went wrong.
Desmond Doyle: I'm not drinkin' and drivin'! I drank before I drove.
Evelyn Doyle: Grandma says she got a postcard from Mummy. She's in a place called Australia. Grandma says it's warm there.
Henry Doyle: Yes, deary, it is. But you tell your grandmother that its not as warm as the place she'll be going next.