[After Jenny & Aisling sing Cliff Richard's Mistletoe and Wine:]
Michelle: That totally just wrecked my buzz.
Sister Michael: Great stuff altogether. A fitting rendition of what I consider to be the most godawful song ever written.

Cathy Maguire: Hello there. Why don't you hop in? Come on now. Don't be shy.
Erin: Help! Stranger! Stranger danger!
Michelle: Jesus Christ, Erin.
Erin: Help! This woman is trying to abduct us!
Clare: Help! Fire! There's a fire!
Michelle: Fire? What the fuck are you on about?
Clare: It gets more attention. I read it somewhere.
Erin: Kidnapper!
Clare: Help! Fire!
Orla: Help! There's a kidnapper on fire!

Clare: It's the best spot. I got the best spot.
Erin: What happened to your face?
Clare: See that bitch over there?
Erin: That wee girl?
Clare: She tried to muscle in, things got ugly. She'll think twice next time.
Erin: You didn't fight that wain, did you, Clare?
Clare: I did fight that wain, Erin, and I'll fight that wain again if I have to.
Michelle: What the fuck is wrong with you?
Clare: People have been circling this spot like vultures. I've managed to hold them off so far. But it's only gonna get tougher. We must show no weakness. We must be as one.
Michelle: Are you on glue?
Clare: Come on, link up!

Clare: You can't leave, James.
James: Look, this was always gonna happen. This was never my real life. It was just something that got in the way of it.
Erin: What are you talking about? You love it here.
James: I'm not sure I do. I think I've just developed Stockholm syndrome.
Michelle: Catch yourself on. You've never even been to Switzerland.

Joe: Right, we need to clear this table. Jim's bringing his equipment over.
Gerry: What equipment?
Mary: Them aul radio transmitters he collects. Him and Daddy think they can tap into the CIA's system on them.
Gerry: Excuse me?
Sarah: Jim really buzzes off radio contact.
Gerry: You canna tap the CIA, Joe.
Joe: It'll make tracking Clinton down much easier.
Gerry: Right. I don't think the CIA enjoy people tracking the President down. I think they can get funny about that type of stuff.
Joe: Well, let them try and bloody stop me.
Gerry: They will stop you, Joe. They're the CIA.

Erin: I'm not sure any of us will get to meet Bill or Hillary.
Gerry: Some sense at last.
Erin: They'll be far too busy. That's why we've decided to take Chelsea off their hands.
Gerry: What?
Orla: We're gonna bring her to Lisnagelvin swimming pool.
Erin: The wave machine's been fixed.
Mary: Lovely.
Orla: I hope she remembers her swimming cap, Erin. They've got dead strict about swimming caps.
Sarah: And that wain has some head of hair on her.
Gerry: Dear Jesus.

James: I hope you don't mind, Mrs. Quinn, but...
Sarah: Ach, Cathy, it's yourself.
Cathy Maguire: Long time, girls.
Mary: It is indeed.
Sarah: And fair play to you, Cathy, you've kept them eyebrows shipshape, so you have. Credit where credit's due.
Cathy Maguire: Ach, you're too kind, Sarah.
Sarah: I'm serious. They're in great nick. That must be some comfort to you.

Cathy Maguire: Anyway, I hate to impose on you, but I need to make a quick call, and unbelievably, my sister doesn't have a phone.
Michelle: She got rid of it when we racked up that massive bill ringing Russell Grant's horoscope hotline. He didn't see that coming!

Clare: Any word from Chelsea?
Erin: Not yet. And we sent that letter over a week ago.
Clare: Are you sure you got the address right?
Orla: Chelsea Clinton, the White House, America.
Clare: It just doesn't make any sense.
Michelle: Did you send it first class?
Erin: We're not made of money, Michelle.

Clare: This is the biggest thing that's ever happened here. That's ever likely to happen here. We should be a part of it.
Michelle: We will be.
Clare: Are you suggesting we play truant?
Michelle: OK, normal people don't call it that, but yes, yes I am.
Clare: You know what, girls? Sometimes in order to do the right thing, you have to do the wrong thing. And on this occasion, right is wrong and wrong is right.
Michelle: What the fuck are you on about? Are you gonnae sack off school or not?
Clare: Let's do it.