- Lainie Dobson: Hey Nola. Got any more grass left, or speed?
- Nola McKenzie: No. The cupboard is bare thanks to that interfering old bitch.
- Lainie Dobson: Who?
- Nola McKenzie: You'll find out soon enough. Now forget it.
- Maxine Daniels: You got me into this mess; you get me out of it!
- Lizzie Birdsworth: I'm trying. If only we could think of some way of getting rid of you for a couple of days until it all blows over.
- [pause]
- Lizzie Birdsworth: How about faking a sickness and getting yourself put in hospital?
- Maxine Daniels: I won't have to; Nola will do it for me. Or the morgue.
- Lizzie Birdsworth: I've got it! Get yourself put in the pound for a couple of days.
- Maxine Daniels: But I'd lose me priveleges and remission.
- Lizzie Birdsworth: [shouting] Better than losing your bloody teeth!
- Maxine Daniels: Yeah, I s'pose.
- [pause]
- Maxine Daniels: Okay. I'll do it. Even if it is only a couple of days, at least it'll give me some breathing space.
- Lizzie Birdsworth: Good on yer love.