[flashback to 1977:]
Wee Deidre: The rosary! The bastarding rosary!
Wee Geraldine: OK, well, that's definitely blasphemy, so...
Wee Deidre: School's over, girls. It's reality now. Jobs, husbands, kids.
Wee Aunt Sarah: Not for me. I have another year.
Wee Geraldine: Yeah, why are you even here?!
Wee Mary: My da made me bring her.
Wee Janette: It's so depressing. Is this how we're wringing out our youth?
Wee Deidre: Fucking rosary!
Wee Geraldine: Can we have less of the blasphemy, please?
Wee Rob: What even is a rosary? Is it like a dance?
Wee Deidre: Americans are such fucking heathens!
Wee Rob: Canadians! Canadians are heathens!
Wee Aunt Sarah: That's a bit harsh, Brad.
Wee Rob: Oh, shit.