- Saffie: I use to dream of lovely families.
- Eddie: You had a family!
- Saffie: I lived with you and that piece of flint! You dragged me up! I've lived in such worlds I should have known nothing about! Worlds with no morals and no responsibilities! And not just glimpsed- you took my face with your four hands and pushed it up against the window!
- Patsy: We should have pushed it through!
- Eddie: [to Saffy] I know the kind of little play you will have written. It'll make "Mommie Dearest" look like "Winnie The Bloody Pooh".
- Patsy: You don't want to put on two pieces of Elastroplast and shove in some dental floss and call it an outfit... You don't wanna WHAP your fanny out of the prim! Just slither your tits out of the back of a taxi, I mean they're just mags, sweetheart. They're just mags. They're just receycled snaps. They come up again and again. They just recatagorise them, SHOVE them up their arse, VOMIT them up...