- Pete Sweet: And this is my mate Stitch
- [puts his hand on Stitch's shoulder]
- Stitch: Don't touch me.
- Pete Sweet: Such a joker.
- Stitch: I'm not joking. Don't touch me.
- Both: arrrrrrgh
- [Pete touches Stitch]
- Stitch: I'm serious, don't touch me.
- Pete Sweet: It's funny really because poppy wasn't really my type. I like tall, skinny brunettes. She was sort of short, dumpy and ginger.
- Pete Sweet: And it had turned out right, that poppy wasn't pregnant after all. She'd just made it up to see how I'd reach. Imagine doing that. Dozy cow.
- Pete Sweet: I though I was up shit creek without a paddle.
- [Cuts to Poppy, Pete and Daisy in bed]
- Pete Sweet: It's amazing how understand women can be.