Erin: Tonight's bound to be a bit sad, though, Mammy, all the old friends that didn't make it.
Mary: I think most of the girls are going.
Erin: Yeah, the ones that are still alive, but I'm sure a few have, you know, died from old age.
Mary: We're in our thirties!
Gerry: Barely.
Mary: I heard that, you!
Orla: I'd have loved to have lived in olden times.
Mary: We didn't live in olden times!
Orla: Imagine going to school on a horse and a cart.
Mary: Nobody went to school on horse and cart!
Aunt Sarah: Eileen O'Kane did, Mary.
Mary: God, aye, so she did.

Joe: Well, girls, you weighed in yet?
Gerry: Why can't I have normal food? I'm not trying to drop a dress size!
Joe: Oh, that's a lovely attitude, isn't it? That's very bloody supportive!
Mary: Orange, Daddy?
Joe: Nah, you're grand, love. Jim across the road is doing me a fry-up.
Gerry: Interesting.

Erin: Jenny Joyce's mammy? You were friends with Jenny's mammy?
Aunt Sarah: But sure she lost the run of herself then, Mary, didn't she? Started using fancy words and all.
Gerry: What kind of fancy words?
Aunt Sarah: Like, you know, "brunch".
Joe: What even is brunch?
Erin: It's a sort of half breakfast, half lunch.
Orla: Like a cornflake sandwich.
Gerry: Sounds good.

Aunt Sarah: Jesus, but I cannot tear myself away from them vol-au-vents. I think it's because we were restricting ourselves so much, Mary.
Gerry: Yeah, I'd say it was a tough afternoon, all right.

Gerry: Nice suit, Ciaran. Dunnes, was it?
Ciaran: Yeah, they had a sale on.
Gerry: So I believe.
Ciaran: This is great. Thanks for inviting me.
Aunt Sarah: Well, John Travolta wasn't available. I mean, I assume he wasn't. His management never bothered writing back.

Geraldine: Oh, here's Deidre.
Sean: Oh, who's the big fella?
Ciaran: Is that not her husband?
Geraldine: Not at all.
Aunt Sarah: Maybe it's her bit of stuff.
Deidre: All right, girls.
Mary: Martin not with you?
Deidre: He's working nights, so I thought I'd bring Rob instead.
Mary: Great.
Aunt Sarah: Fair play to you, Deidre, that's what I say. Sure, if you were a man, nobody would bat an eyelid.

[flashback to 1977:]
Wee Mary: Thanks for the lift, Daddy.
Joe: No drinking tonight, you hear me?
Wee Mary: Aye, Daddy.
Joe: Or smoking.
Wee Mary: No, Daddy.
Joe: And no drugs.
Wee Aunt Sarah: Course not, Daddy.
Joe: And no dancing with boys.
Wee Mary: No dancing with boys? But it's a disco, Daddy!
Joe: Oh, you're right. Scratch that. No talking to boys.
Wee Mary: What?!
Joe: Actually, don't even look at the boys. Which reminds me, if one of the wee bastards won't take no for an answer, use this. [hands over a hockey stick]
Wee Mary: Thanks, Daddy.

Mary: Jesus, if she was chocolate she'd eat herself. Have you ever seen anybody more delighted with themselves?
Aunt Sarah: Well, she is married to a surgeon, Mary. I'd be delighted, too.
Ciaran: Grand, so.
Mary: What's so great about being married to a surgeon?
Geraldine: The money.
Deidre: Plus that particular surgeon doesn't talk. A man that doesn't talk. She is living the dream, girls.
Gerry: What do you mean, doesn't talk?
Deidre: 15 years I've been nursing in that hospital, not a peep out of him.
Ciaran: Can he talk?
Mary: I mean, he used to talk, back when they started going out.
Deidre: Then he just stopped.
Ciaran: Jesus, but that's odd.
Deidre: You're telling me. Now don't get me wrong, he's a great surgeon, he's handled more bullets than the IRA, but you wouldn't wanna be stuck in a lift with him.
Gerry: Why does someone just stop talking?
Sean: Well, maybe he just ran out of things to say, Gerry.

Joe: Wait till you hear this! You won't believe this! Tell them what you are, son. Go on. This is great.
Rob: I'm a photographer.
Joe: No, not that! What's so great about that? The other thing!
Rob: Uh...
Joe: He's a gay.
Rob: Oh, right. Yes, I'm a raging homosexual. This is correct.
Deidre: He is.
Sean: Seriously? Our daughter's a gay!
Joe: That's what I said! That's what I told him. I mean, what are the chances, eh?

Aunt Sarah: You know, Janette, I actually think it was the continuation of the First World war which led to growing unrest and support for the Soviets, which in turn allowed Lenin to seize power in 1917. [Richard nods along]
Janette: Right.