Mildred: Gemma, dear, if we die in the night, I'd just like to say this is the best adventure we've ever had.
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Mildred: Gemma, dear, if we die in the night, I'd just like to say this is the best adventure we've ever had.
Mildred: If he tries to kills us, at least we'll be in the papers.
Mildred: I wish I'd known I was being spied on. I'd have put in me good teeth.
Terry: We're now people smugglers. Old people smugglers.
Marge: If it's trouble with a man, I've got a taser in me bag, and Mildred here's got nunchuks.
Mildred: I killed a deer once. That was back when I used to drink. Threw a brick at its head.
Peggy: This is no accident. Heads don't just fall off.
Doc: Kevin loved Blackpool. Well, he didn't, but I told him he did.
Mildred: You watch your mouth, or I'll cut you up. I've got a fruit knife on this key ring!
Graham: Killer? I'm not a killer! A voyeur, yes. A stalker, certainly. But I'm not a murderer.
Graham: Biggest problem for a stalker, really, picture quality. That and the restraining orders.
Mildred: If he tries to kills us, at least we'll be in the papers.
Mildred: I wish I'd known I was being spied on. I'd have put in me good teeth.
Terry: We're now people smugglers. Old people smugglers.
Marge: If it's trouble with a man, I've got a taser in me bag, and Mildred here's got nunchuks.
Mildred: I killed a deer once. That was back when I used to drink. Threw a brick at its head.
Peggy: This is no accident. Heads don't just fall off.
Doc: Kevin loved Blackpool. Well, he didn't, but I told him he did.
Mildred: You watch your mouth, or I'll cut you up. I've got a fruit knife on this key ring!
Graham: Killer? I'm not a killer! A voyeur, yes. A stalker, certainly. But I'm not a murderer.
Graham: Biggest problem for a stalker, really, picture quality. That and the restraining orders.
Mildred: Gemma, dear, if we die in the night, I'd just like to say this is the best adventure we've ever had.
Gemma: Mmm, I can smell chips. David: The four most beautiful word in the English language.
Mildred: I heard the man on the coach behind us say he was a doctor. I love a doctor! Marge: Snap your legs back together, Mildred. It's a coach trip, not Love Island.
Terry: You stole somebody's talent just to get some notoriety. You're the Milli Vanilli of literature! David: Well, I did write the books' titles. Terry: They're the worst part of the bloody books!
Grace: I'd take her apology, Graham. They don't come very often. She once broke my mother's nose. I've still not scene a scrap of remorse. Grace: Oh, George, that was a hairline fracture at most!
Marge: Yellow? We're going to look jaundiced. Mildred's just got over that. Mildred: She's right. The nurses said I was like a friendly lemon.
Gemma: Any questions? Gemma: That aren't about my ex boyfriend / stalker?
George: She was fine when we last saw her. Well, I mean, bitching and moaning, but relatively speaking she was being a delight. Grace: George is right. She only called me a gold digger twice.
Grace: Excuse me. We were promised executive seating. Gemma: Oh, they are all executive seats. Grace: Really? There's what I think is a pork scratching down the side of mine. Gemma: Why not try to think of it as... an executive pork scratching? Grace: One other thing. Do we have to sit across from these... people? They're like zombies in support tights. Marge: And what about us? You've sat us over from this snotty woman and her ferret- faced husband. Grace: How did you hear that? Marge: I've got me hearing aid cranked right up, love, in case folk are talking about me. Anyway, what have we got to look at, you and that gormless lump. Grace: That is eavesdropping! Marge: Your husband's got a head like a sad potato. It's not his fault; it's the way he's built. I've got varicose veins you can see from space, and Mildred here, she's got a hairy back. Mildred: You said you wouldn't tell! Peggy: And I'm agoraphobic and claustrophobic, so I'm never really settled.
Gemma: Terry, Marge died because she was old, and that is what old women do. Mildred: Oh, thanks for the reminder, love.
Grace: What if the killer is one of us? Terry: Looking round here, I don't see a gang of potential murderers. I see a group of people that I'm amazed can function in modern society. There's not a single person here with the first clue about setting something up this intelligent. Peggy: Aw, thank you for believing in us, Terry.
Graham: The old nibble on the earlobe. She used to love that. David: She still does, just not by you.
