Sarah McCool Quotes Page 8 of 8
Quote from The Agreement
Erin: Mammy, she agreed to literary greats. She signed off on it weeks ago.
Orla: Monkeys are class.
Mary: Stop it! You'll just have to compromise, girls. Compromising is all the rage. Sure everybody's at it.
Aunt Sarah: Just find a middle ground, girls. Like, you know... literary monkeys.
Erin: Literary monkeys. And what would that involve, exactly?
Aunt Sarah: Well, I don't know, Erin. You work out the details. I'm just an ideas woman.
Quote from The Agreement
Eammon: Morning, everyone. Ah, reading the old Agreement, I see. I have to say, I found it awful slow, myself.
Joe: Double Dutch is what it is.
Aunt Sarah: Jesus, Eammon, but you've some set of legs on you.
Eammon: Do you think so, Sarah?
Aunt Sarah: Oh, aye. Tell us this. Do you exfoliate?
Eammon: Not as far as I'm aware.
Aunt Sarah: Well, they're a gift, Eammon. May God give you good of them.
Eammon: Thank you.
Quote from The Agreement
Joe: OK, so I think I've got a handle on the basics. Everyone sit down.
Gerry: I'll have a look at it later, Joe.
Joe: Sit!
Mary: Jesus, Sarah, but the wains will go berserk when they find out about this parish hall thing.
Aunt Sarah: Let them. I'm sick of the pair of them. Why are we expected to organise everything anyway? We're not responsible for them.
Mary: We are responsible for them, Sarah. We're their mothers.
Quote from The Agreement
Eammon: Howdy, folks.
Gerry: Are those shorts, Eammon?
Eammon: They are surely, Gerry.
Gerry: Are they my shorts?
Eammon: That's right. I had a hoke about in your drawers earlier. Sarah said you wouldn't mind.
Gerry: Did she now?
Aunt Sarah: He didn't have a pair of his own, Gerry, and legs like that should not be hidden away. I'm sorry, but I feel very strongly about this.
Quote from The Prom
Sarah: Och, Mary, you'd think the wain's been dropped into it. You wouldn't nip it in a bit for her? I'd do it myself but sewing plays havoc with my acrylics.
Mary: Fine.
Quote from Episode Six
Sarah: Here, Daddy, get a whiff of that.
Joe: Oh, that's very nice, love.
Ciaran: It's you!
Sarah: What?
Ciaran: The photographs. Well, I remember you. I couldn't forget ya. Hope you don't mind me saying this,
but you have a cracking clavicle.
Sarah: I don't mind, Ciaran. I don't mind at all.
Joe: Oh, for Christ's sake.
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