Mr. Gilbert: This isn't The Dead Poets Society, and I am not that bloke on BBC 2 who keeps getting kids to sing in choirs. I especially don't want to hear how well you are settling down at uni or how much growing up you have done in the past 12 months. At best I am ambivalent towards most of you, but some of you I actively dislike, for no other reason than your poor personal hygiene or your irritating personalities. I hope I have made myself clear on this point, and in case any of you think I am joking, I am not. I assure you, once my legal obligation to look after you best interests is removed, I can be one truly nasty fucker. Good luck with the rest of your lives, and try not to kill anyone, it reflects very badly on all of us here.
Neil Sutherland: I stopped believing in god when I realised it was just dog spelt backwards.
James: You better watch you don't fall overboard.
Jane: Or what? I'll get harpooned because someone will mistake me for a whale? Someone will think they've discovered a new island? All the water will splash over onto the boat? I've heard them all. Take your pick.
Jay Cartwright: This girl's so wet for me I can hear the waves breaking in her fanny.
Jay Cartwright: Don't you know about foreign police? They take you up a hill, beat you up and then they bum you!
Neil Sutherland: Yeah. And if they don't kill you, you kill yourself because of the shame of you getting a boner whilst you was being bummed!
Will McKenzie: So smelling like an industrial accident in a Lynx factory and looking like the world's shittest boyband, we hit the town.
Will McKenzie: That's it! Neil, you're right. It may not be paradise, but it's time we started enjoying this place for what it is.
Simon Cooper: A shithole?
Will McKenzie: Yes, but it's our shithole! So I say, we get out there, and get royally fucked up on Jay's dead grandad's money!
Simon Cooper: She's also really funny.
Lucy: In what way?
Simon Cooper: Well, you know when something's funny, and people get it?
Lucy: Yes...
Simon Cooper: So in that way. And also in a comedy way.
Will McKenzie: I've lost my glasses!
Carli D'Amato: Simon we need to talk.
Simon Cooper: Oh no, not talking.
Carli D'Amato: I think we should break up.
Jay Cartwright: You better bring your wellies, because you'll be knee-deep in clunge.
Answer: He is rescued and receives first aid. This is not shown but since none of them end up in serious trouble it's safe to assume he wasn't harmed.
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