Michelle: Fuck, we are not like Jenny Joyce. Nobody is just going to hand us things. But that doesn't mean we shouldn't have things. Come on, Clare. I know how much you have dreamed of seeing the Arc de... Whatever the fuck it's called. James, I know how much you want to practise the shit out of the past participle. Orla, you really really buzz off those Renault Clio ads. And you, Erin, well, you are just riding Charlene Kavanagh.
Erin: I'm not riding her. I just think it might be time I moved on friendship wise.
Clare: You are aware you are talking to your current friends.
Michelle: We can't give up on Paris. Let's do this, girls. Let's make it happen.
Erin: God, I have never seen you so fired up.
Michelle: I will buck a French lad, Erin. I will buck a French lad, so help me God!