- Arthur Fowler: Reg.
- Ali Osman: He's dead!
- Den Watts: Dead drunk.
- Ali Osman: No, he's dead!
- Arthur Fowler: No, no, he's not. I can still feel his pulse.
- [last lines]
- Nick Cotton: Barred? Stuff your poxy boozer!
- [he puts his fist through the glass in the window]