- [last lines]
- Maxine: Uh, Rod, I just thought you ought to know that I've spoken to the MD and we will be changing the box.
- Rod: Ah, well, good for you.
- Maxine: Sadly, Joanna, I couldn't say that your daughter came up with the solution because, of course, she's not meant to be here today, so, uh...
- Jo: You've taken all the credit.
- Maxine: [to Sam] So, no hard feelings, eh.
- [Sam shoots Maxine with the splatter gun]
- Maxine: Joanna, your daughter has just splatted me.
- Jo: She can't have. She's not here today.
- [first lines]
- Jo: It's all right; don't worry. Mr Battle's a sweetie, really.
- Rod: Aarrgh! Damn! Damn!
- [kicks a chair]
- Rod: Damn!
- Jo: Rod!
- Rod: It seems that the little kiddies aren't buying our splatter gun. Little monsters. Thick, ignorant, stupid little bastards.
- Jo: Rod!
- Rod: Ah! Oh, S-Sam.
- [laughing in embarrassment]
- Rod: What a lovely, what a lovely surprise. Shouldn't you be at, shouldn't she be at school?
- Jo: Been flooded. The guinea pig got stuck down the drain. Been given the day off.
- Rod: Wow! That's great! I bet you're a happy little girl.
- Sam: No, our guinea pig's dead.
- Rod: Right, yes. Not so good for the guinea pig obviously. Um, what was his name?
- Sam: Lucky.