Mary: I cannot believe this.
Gerry: I think it's a good thing, love.
Joe: Oh, just keep out of it, you!
Mary: And that's who you were winking at in mass?
Sarah: Winking? At your age? Christ, I feel sick.
Joe: It was only a friendly wink.
Mary: There is no such thing as a friendly wink!
Gerry: Is there not?
Mary: Our poor mother is barely cold... and you're straight back out there, winking away.
Gerry: Your mother's been dead ten years, Mary.
Joe: Look, I'll not tell you again!
Mary: I'm sorry. I seem to have lost my appetite. [exits]
Joe: [to Gerry] Are you happy now?!