George: Sorry we hurt your field, mister.
George: He's very fussy about his drums, you know. They loom large in his legend.
Paul: Oh, that this too, too solid flesh would melt... Zap.
Ringo: I'm going out parading before it's too late.
Grandfather: It's your nose, you know. Fans are funny that way, they take a dislike to things. They'll pick on a nose.
Ringo: Aw, you pick on your own.
John: We know how to behave! We've had lessons.
Ringo: Funny, really, 'cause I'd never thought of it, but being middle-aged and old takes up most of your time, doesn't it?
Grandfather: You're only right.
John: Control yourself. You'll spurt.
T.V. Director: You don't know what this means to me. If you hadn't come back it would have meant... the epilogue or the news... in Welsh... for life.
Chosen answer: No, she has not met Lennon before, and she's unsure if it is really him. The whole conversation is written so that their bantering does not make any real sense, and it humorously depicts how famous people are sometimes perceived by the non-famous. Basically, the woman doesn't know what she is talking about but wants to sound like she does.
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