Mary: Well, the pair of you better sort it out. London's Burning's on in 20 minutes.
Sarah: God, Mary, but them poor fellas are flat out with fires, so they are. Jesus, but they never get a minute.
Mary: Aye, it's a good job they keep themselves in such great shape.
Sarah: Aw, don't, Mary. That Greek fella... He could throw me over his shoulder any day of the week.
Erin: Boke-o-rama.