Janette: So are you still in your little shop, Mary?
Mary: Woolworths is actually quite a big shop, but, yes, I am, although I'm starting university next year. I'm going to study English.
Janette: [laughs] Oh, my God, that's so funny! That's such a funny joke! Hilarious! That is hilarious! [stops laughing] Well, look, we are gonna go and work the room. We probably won't stay super late, because Richard has an early start in the morning, because he's a surgeon.
Joe: Before you head off, son, I have a question for you. When you take someone's tonsils out, do you hang on to them? Do you whack them in a jar and put them in a storage cupboard, or whatever? [Richard and Janette shake their heads] What, you chuck them away?! [Richard and Janette nod] Ah. I'll pass that on.
Janette: OK, then. It was so lovely catching up. We should all do brunch sometime.

Mary: What is so hilarious about me going to university? What's she ever done?
Aunt Sarah: She married a surgeon, Mary! How many times?
Mary: Imagine if he found out.
Aunt Sarah: Careful now, Mary.
Mary: The summer of '77. The leavers' disco.
Gerry: That's enough now.
Deidre: It wasn't me. It was Janette's idea.
Mary: All this time, and we haven't said a word.
Geraldine: And that's the way it needs to stay! People wouldn't understand, girls. They wouldn't understand.
Aunt Sarah: I think we should let sleeping dogs cry.
Deidre: We should let sleeping dogs lie.
Aunt Sarah: Ach, we should let sleeping dogs do whatever they want, Deidre.

Gerry: I mean, it's incredible. Not a squeak.
Joe: Slapping him might work.
Gerry: You're not slapping him, Joe.
Joe: I don't wanna slap him. I want you to slap him. Then he might slap you back, which I would enjoy.

Gerry: Where'd you pull that from?
Joe: Your arse.
Gerry: OK, Joe, the insults need a bit of work.

Gerry: Is that a tattoo? Have you had a tattoo since 1977 and I've never seen it?
Mary: There's lots you haven't seen, Gerry.
Aunt Sarah: We're very good at hiding them, Gerry. We're out a fortune in concealer.

Deidre: Ah, look at these.
Geraldine: Sure we haven't changed a bit.
Deidre: 1977. Jesus, girls, where did that time go?
Mary: Christ, look at those smiles. We had no idea how bad things were gonna get.

Deidre: Yeah, but we got through it.
Mary: We did all right, didn't we, girls? We did all right.
Aunt Sarah: That's not us.
Mary: What?!
Aunt Sarah: That's not us.
Geraldine: Oh, for God's sake!
Deidre: This must be the wrong tree.
Mary: Dear Jesus!
[title: "For all the Mammies"]

[flashback to 1977:]
Joe: All right, then, off you go.
Wee Mary: Are you not heading home now?
Joe: No, no, no. I'd better stay put in case there's any bother.
Wee Mary: You'll stay here till ten o'clock?
Wee Aunt Sarah: Aye, that's madness, Daddy. You should come to the disco with us.
Wee Mary: Do you have concussion?!
Joe: Don't you worry about me, girls. Just go and enjoy yourselves.
Wee Mary: We'll try. I suppose he's right to be nervous. About the boys' school being here, I mean.
Wee Aunt Sarah: Why, Mary?
Wee Mary: Tonight's gonna be wild, Sarah!

Mary: Hold on. You were there! Leavers' night. The school disco.
Rob: What a night that was.
Gerry: Really? Do tell us more, Rob.
Joe: Look, it's the prat pack.
Gerry: Where the hell did you come from?!
Joe: Never you mind. That's some spread over there. Sandwiches like doorsteps. Who are you?
Deidre: It's my cousin Rob.
Rob: Very pleased to meet you.
Joe: What part of America are you from?
Rob: Montreal.
Joe: Can't say I'm familiar with it, though there is a Montreal in Canada, you know?
Rob: Is that right?

Mary: She's all high and mighty now, but I could tell you a thing or two about Janette Joyce formerly O'Shea.
Aunt Sarah: Careful, Mary.
Mary: I know what happened on leavers' night, Janette. I remember. I was there.
Gerry: What?
Mary: What?
Gerry: What are you talking about?
Mary & Sarah: Nothing.
Mary: Eat your satsuma.